Once a legacy
Pricelessly prised
Idli, Dosai, Vadai
In the pit of fall
Price-hiked 'Urad'
Consumed cost- rise
Gourmet in the pit of grave
Size reduced and weak
Idli, dosai, vadai
Off almost homes
Unfrequented middle-class
Poor went foregone
'Uradh' unreachably rich
Struggle, quarrel, rebel
'Uradh' soaked in tears
Friendly Rice consoled Uradh
Idli, Dosai, Vadai
Somewhat, somehow
Back home
On tip-toe top
Just Exquisite ! But for feminie WISDOM, Men would have LOST this world long time back! -shree
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Nice write...compelled me to visit kitchen and prompt my wife to prepare Vadai...thanks Indira for sharing your caring tasty piece...10