Epsa, Adhira, Anjali gathered to cook their dinner. Their daily dinners consists of impulsive cravings and major missings of Delhi, the Sun, the cold, the flowers, the food, the desserts, the pollution and anything that reminds them of home.
We gathered in a small cozy community kitchen. Listening to their curated playlist, I enjoyed the company, the rain, the lighting. These are the moments, I'd cherish over the years in the future. Loved the time.
Adhira suddenly wished to eat honey chilly potatoes after being disappointed with her own fried rice. We had to wait until it gets done while Epsa was busy eating dal rice from her own black cooker, reminscing how she spent 15 years of her life, eating Banana and drinking milk every evening.
Two hours into preparation, we finally had food. This gang reminds me of Azhar who offers chai at 9 PM and starts cooking at 11PM. These lovely people don't intend to get it late but somehow they end up spending more time in thinking about food rather than making it.
I'm so happy to have their company. Now it's time to hit the tables and enjoy fried rice and honey chilly potateos.