Leftover. . .

Dear diary,

"Wake up," he said. . .

Oh ! Its eight,

Woke up in the sleepy mood. . .

I found some leftover rice,

My heart stopped me. . .

Not to throw in the ashcan.

Chopped few onions, chilly, ginger

Added salt . . .

Made a good dish. . .

In the Rainy evening. . .

Had tea with the crispy dish,

The family appreciated. . .

Loving diary,

Learned not to worry;

When I'm leftover-but

I learned to bring out the best.

Learned not to waste the food. . .

Anymore. . .

Closing you with a good lesson,

BRING OUT THE BEST IN YOU!