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April 2017

Fish Fry

Wash the fish and rub salt

They are dead anyways

So, no you are not rubbing salt

In their wounds

Apply garlic, then lime

Then apply the red masala

The recipe of which has

Been in my family for

Generations, just like

The way of frying fish

Heat oil in a pan, add fish

Turn once to make sure

Both sides are cooked

That’s the way we have fried

Fish for as long as I remember

Though I never eat fish

And I hated the smell

My hubby loved the way

My mother made Fish Fry

So I learnt it reluctantly

And now my son loves it too

So now I am an expert at

Frying the Fish

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Masala: A mixture of ground spices used in Indian cooking.

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Measuring Tales

She measured out the red ribbons, two for Aisha, two for Sana, two for Zeeya and then stored the rest for another year, maybe she should cut their hair and save the cost of these ribbons, another burden.

 

He measured out the cow’s milk into the saucepan and left, he was in a hurry and forgot to cover it. When Mala opened the door, the cat was licking her paws,  on cue the baby wailed.

 

One drop for a sound sleep would be enough the doctor had said, ten were lethal he knew. The pain, the suffering was older than he could recall. They found the tea-cup next to his body.

 

As she measured the coffee into the press she though of the loving arms, when she went back into the bedroom, her only wealthy possession, her gold necklace was gone, with him.

 

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Preserve

Measure out your love

And give when needed

Else the wrong person

Will leave you depleted

Take the soulful sighs

With slight pinch of salt

Let them go, let it fall

The special one is

Just round the bend

He will take your hand

Leading you down the

Wonderful path

And the others you will

Soon see you loathed

Pay no attention

The world will pull

You down, do not

Frown, just play along

Not everyone gets

More than they deserve

You are the lucky one

Keep the love, let it

Preserve

 

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