Dosa-Wada soliloqies....

What do you say, when someone , a blogger, from the national capital comes down to Mumbai, wants to meet up with some bloggers, emails fly through the air, and a lunch results ? And what do you say, when a majority of these are folks, with children old enough to be bloggers themselves ?

Naturally they had some great photobloggers amidst them, and one of them remembered to click, as some of the aunties dug in with great dedication.

One just wondered what must have gone through the minds of the dosas and wadas...

Crisp and rounded
golden
on a sunny winter afternoon
in Mumbai,
they sat,
wrapped up,
sometimes
in themselves,
and sometimes,
around potatoes,
as a few of those
rounds emerged
with a hole
in the middle
from some oil
bubbling in mirth.

They had mistakenly heard
UPA were coming,
and simply preened
as they arrived on the tray,
pushing each other
looking for
the eminent chairperson.

Instead
they saw a bunch
of blogger aunties
and uncles,
with a minority
of youngsters,
waiting to dig in.

Like
the Meduwada
said
to the Masala Dosa,
"Its good
Idlibai and Uthappa Rao
cancelled.
We're stuck with
the United Bloggers at Andheri(UBA)
and not UPA.
We have to take what
fate
Dishes out to us...
....:-))"