morning matcha, the complex caffeine neutralized by a dollop of coconut cream, leftovers from my second life. beans poriyal with rice in a shiny steel plate, subtly spiced with sambar powder from across the ocean. licked clean by my fingers and tongue as I sit cross legged in bed nourishing myself with thoughts about life.
bajji mixture, a pleasant shock of spice and tangy sweetness. bright yellow haldi doodh, the warm simmering spices seeping down my throat from delicate chinaware as I simultaneously swallow my blundering words. rose milk cake as I am devoured by memories of hot summer days, the floral flavors taking me back to a specific moment in time. the grand finale - refreshing scoops of watermelon and juicy lychee, water trickling down to my elbow, sticky sweet and soothing as I smack my lips in the sweltering heat that consumes me.
