presence in absence

Grey skies and
a cool breeze
there’s gentle rain,
a foody’s tease

the smells waft though
pakoras deep fried
thin rings of onion
and potatoes sliced
that smell of pakoras
which aren’t made.

the steam rises
from idlys all fluffy
wisps above sambar,
spicy green chutney
that steam of idlys
that aren’t made

the coffee sits fresh
from its vending journey
button immediacy
its only claim
but an instant taste
that is in front of me.

9 thoughts:

. Wednesday, May 25, 2005  

after a re-read:
aarrgh, the results of 10mins in office with work screaming out (suffering from severe ADD...)

Anonymous Wednesday, May 25, 2005  


Rat Wednesday, May 25, 2005  

Your identity is too mysterious ! Not even a location or favorite music or even gender !!
I just keep thinking of what my mother told me.. Never talk to strangers :)

. Wednesday, May 25, 2005  

rat: :)
hmm... I would have thought gender is evident, especially if you look through the back posts. Music. Why there you go, the back posts have lots of them , most recently 2 posts ago.
as you can see, my identity is in some sort of revelation crisis anyway...

And oh, it is the work that is suffering from ADD, not I!

Rat Thursday, May 26, 2005  

Hmmm ! Maybe im a bit slow and havent read all the previous posts yet.Nevertherless to my favorites list you have been added !!

Anonymous Thursday, May 26, 2005  

why,thank you, rat...

Rat Thursday, May 26, 2005  

In reply to your comment on my blog
Me and my mommy are sad about bo :(!
And i guess your anonymous gender is obvious now ! Carrie huh !! :)

Laura Castelino Tuesday, May 31, 2005  

makes me feel like i'm eating a microwave breakfast while dreaming about a real one :)

. Tuesday, May 31, 2005  

and even though the microwaved stuff is in front of you serving a purpose and the others merely infuriating you, which is actually better?
toast and cereal?
or is it idlis, pakoras , samosas....:)

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