The Slurp of Life

Nupur posts Wordlessly on Wednesdays; quite understandable when you are immersed in the magic of pani puris.....


(Mouthwatering photo by Nupur Phatak)

Golden ,
puffed pride,
so delicate,
crisp in attitude,
sitting,
primly,
exclusively,
minding
their own business.

The proletarian
potato,
and mung,
in tatters
after slogging,
full of spice,
nudges
the bowl
of ice cold
pani,
rich,
with mint,
jeera, anardana,***
‘rock’ing salt,
and
spies the boondies*****
floating
inside…..

“Yeh Poori log
kya samajhte hai
apne aap ko” …
Chalo,
Pani Puri ho jai ….”******

*** mint, cumin, and pomegranate seeds

***** small hollow globules of garbanzo flour fried crisp

******Hindi for "What do these Puris think of themselves ? Come lets have Pani Puri..." .(puris broken , stuffed with potato mixture, filled with the minty water, and gobbled in one piece)