Curry And Coriander
Curry And Coriander2 mins 365 2 mins 365
I saw a blue butterfly laced with black against a creased and continuously fading orange background. The background seemed to be made of cotton. The background was against a backdrop which was so deeply blue that it looked unreal. Sun was overhead and my head was tilted back. I finished gulping down the water from a moderately clean but spotted red jug. It was a regular day in October when days have already turned autumnal. I hardly carry lunch box to office. It was around 2 pm in the afternoon and I was hungrily waiting for my Paav Bhaaji. The first time I ate Paav Bhaaji was in Kolkata, on a lucky day in the first half of 2017 or so outside my office. Since then, I have had this many a times. Office changed, city changed, life changed but the love for Paav Bhaaji did not. It had only been few days since I shifted to Chennai and I luckily spotted a shop where Anna was the Paav Bhaaji expert and Bhau was the Upma expert - the best two dishes of that small shop.
After few minutes, in a partitioned plate and ceramic plate, Paav Bhaaji and Upma was served to me and the other someone right next to me. We were horrified to see our plates as the gentleman next to me had to eat the Upma with tons of curry leaves and my Bhaaji had asymmetrical coriander pieces as part of garnishing.
We looked at each other and confidently exchanged the plate.
Like that night in the Spring of 2017, we silently accepted the boon and the blunder.
The painted blue butterfly was the only witness to our short-lived love and the morphosis of my emotions.