Comfort food

I relish delicious foods,

that brightens up my mood,

be it raw or being stewed,

but stimulates my taste buds. 

In the diners, or fancy restaurant,

I scan for exotics and favorites,

enchanted by their sweet fragrance,

imbibing the service and ambience. 

With each place, having the specials,

something to attract, future customers,

would pique my interest, for many trials,

be it regional, or international flavors. 

Yet, these are all fleeting feelings,

my heart still prefers homely cooking,

simple rice, chakuli (dosa) or chapatis, 

with Dal, Sabzi, or different gravy. 

In my kitchen, warmth of home,

lies a symphony of plates and spoon,

morning breakfast to evening snacks,

heavier lunches to lighter dinners. 

They might not be a lavish treat,

and even be under or overcooked,

yet there's a connection to every bite,

satiating my hunger, every single time. 

In today's world, it's old school,

that seek instant fame or thrills,

yet, there's love, and bliss infused,

in those moments, in our home... 

Savoring my comfort food.