Have you ever wondered how words can almost never capture the essence of "taste”? So many paeans have been written in favor of " the eloquent eyes" and "the lustrous hair", "the tongue" has sadly missed out on the ratings game!
Can you ever recreate the zing of पानीपूरी, which you tasted in your neighborhood thela as a child?
How would you appraise the lingering sweetness, the syrupy crispness of hot delicious जलेबी of the nukkad halwai, which transported you straight to the culinary heaven?
How would you measure the warmth you felt while sipping the कुल्ल्हर की chai with your dad while he explained 'what being a man meant’ on some obscure railway station, some many many years ago?
Can you ever forget the midnight forays into Maggi noodles, toast and black tea in your hostel room , which tasted nothing short of divine ambrosia at that ungodly hour…
The perfect chicken tandoori and the first bottle of rum you had in that roadside dhaba somewhere on the Delhi--Chandigarh highway which did more than quench your hunger and thirst!
The first burnt chappati of your wife cooked in frustration, but eaten with relish and all the emotions which would appear bland if expressed in words…
The taste of the first glass of निम्बू पानी which your seven year old daughter prepared for you...
Can you ever recapture the unparalleled uniqueness of what you have tasted, through trite words?
