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Monday, November 24, 2008

Street Grease

Flip, chop, turn, sizzle.
the aroma wafts with the spicy drizzle,
of perfect gentle rain upon my face,
as a street master prepares to ensnare my taste.

The food tastes so damn good,
it flavors on just as it should,
sure sounds unhealthy, let it be -
street grease at its best, for all to see.

Bite after juicy bite, tastes just like grunge,
to me and to people who seek to expunge,
any insensitivity, anything mundane,
on the rain licked streets, and to be profane.

This is street grease. Its rude. Its more than just food.
Be a citizen, but be of the grease. Please, trust me, please.
Its fun to be alive there, without them hassles, without a care.
Don't point up your nose, to strike a pose.

This is street grease. Its rude, but definitely more than just food.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

We didn't grease ourselves enough when you were here, during those excursions to colaba and bandra.

Unknown said...

buddy
plz write me a good song
i need sumthing

Anonymous said...

hey
the pics look great on the header.
when can i see your paintings on the blog?
It's me
RA

Anubha Swami said...

slick!!

Anonymous said...

ehm ehm..
nahce nahce...

Preethi said...

this makes me miss bombay...
:(