Applauding A Boo Poem by Indira Renganathan

the chemist in the kitchen not making a destructive bomb, making a constructive and a creative meal- and wiyh a lovely song which makes it a pleasure even inspite of the onions-lovely mam-it is lunch time -10 i have posted a lot of new-i value your views- read my 'the lesson of the atma'

So 'onion' was the comedian-villain vegetable there in the show making the 'lady' to injure her finger inadvertently! Your chopping board is rich with hilarious veggies...and the chopper blade humorous sharp...10

Let me quote from this lovely poem- - Chopping, chopping, chopping Chopping the brinjal, raga Potato, tala, onion, lyric Her vocal chords strain to wriggle The accompaniments, onion shed laughing tears Dissonant, discordant, cacophony Screeches to countless decibels I'm chopping lady's finger My finger weeps red

Wow- -What a lovely poem to read this morning! The expeience of every housewife in the kitchen, the tiresome work they do with gladness- They are instrumental in making music /magic for the family! Congratulations Madam Indira Renganathan For your wonderful poems.

A wonderful poem! My pleasure revisiting it dear madam! Stay always happy and blessed!

Nice one Indira. One of your old poems. Knives like ladies' fingers

So funny and so lovely! Enjoying again!

Lovely and nicely penned with a tinge of humour. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.

A poem from a different angle. Very interesting indeed.

Lovely piece.Thank u.anjandev Roy.