2Feb/093
Making Brinjal Bharta
Burn it
The fucker
Sizzles and hisses
Spewing saliva
But burning alright
Softening like ugly old age
I think this isn’t cooking
It’s therapeutic evil
It’s sweating now
Mangled beyond its fresh purple shine
And I turn it
To see that the pig is well roasted
On its butt, on its belly
It has been forked
Incisions have been made deep
So that the flames lick it from inside
I am beginning to feel sorry now
For the soggy sod
Is it done?
I have no idea
Like a first time killer
Who doesn’t know if
He should shoot again
Just to make sure.
Blink. Blink. A lil Think.
February 4th, 2009 - 03:41
I have been makin Bharta for years now and never had such murderous thoughts!
February 4th, 2009 - 10:34
Poor Baingan
February 4th, 2009 - 14:10
May I add the baigan bharta turned out perfect!