Spontaneous salivating sauce

Trust me, in-person I noted it,

during my long tedious wait

for a cab, enduringly I stood,

in front of d' Rythu bazaar gate

I evidently needed a lift early,

to my only daughter's address

from d' main road, little inside,

located her present residence

A pajama kurta clad youth rider,

passed by my side in a scooter

mumbling lines of a film song,

with least concern whatsoever

Vegetables stacked in bags flung,

on d' cramped footplate total load

one of the bags haply slipped out,

rolled down to d' middle of d' road

Ignorant of d' episode occurred,

his scooter kept on moving ahead

couldn't listen yell from d' back,

didn't halt, as onlookers expected

No one dared to pick up the bag,

risking own life, no urgent need

 it's d' peak hour rush on the road,

vehicles racing in mammoth speed

Finally knew d’ facts, he stopped,

on the roadside parked d' scooter

but no way to collect d' bag soon,

worried, it's unfeasible to venture

Bag laid flat in the crowded road,

to it a road transport bus rushing

in d' last moment driver located it,

could tactfully avoid its crushing

Two tractors, next to a loaded truck,

following the others came behind

in split-second turned the wheels,

and prevented an unwanted grind

Next came a Volkswagon in speed,

its wheel hit d' bag hard on d' side

content spilled, scattered on d' road

polybag bug out by a gust of wind
Red juicy tomatoes, green chilies,

nice rhizomes of raw crisp ginger

bunches of fresh coriander leaves,

and alluring white silky garlic balls

All ingredients for an  ideal sauce,

of course only salt pepper paucity

to crush items in broad stout tires,

rushed in a hound-like Honda city

Act kept on repeating many times,

by wheels of vehicles, no counting

jeeps, buses, lorries, tractors, autos,

Toyota, Santro, Skoda, cars all kind

All items ground on d' road surface,

d' aroma of instant sauce just superb

can't stop its making, that's destined,

only watch in agony with heartthrobs

May it be a devastating earthquake,

or a minor impetuous sauce making

availed me the privilege to watch,

d' most stunning spectacular scene

vehicles plying at a retarded pace

steadily surging d’ primetime rush

 it had to happen, happened, making

of d' spontaneous salivating sauce

                                        

Nomenclature explored

 

A brilliant baby born,

in a family unknown

 an innocent girl fair,

akin to divine nectar

a blazing beam of hope,

 token of joy to family members

 

Naming function deferred,

till a time auspicious

 an apt name assigned,

baby nectar, so precious

Infancy, toddler age,

childhood passed in excel

at puberty turned into a

 grown up young damsel

Leisurely I attempted,

had a scope to explore

a task too carping, yet

dissected up to d’ core

 

Plays with one’s emotion,

 sets aside his innocence

pair of her shining eyes,

try to spy innate patience

No virtues ever visible,

could it be pious nectar!

unsure of her ventures,

casted not in character

Ne’er ensue with nectar

a boon to turn immortal,

but an iota of it butchers,

number of upright punter

 

No light luminescent,

to dispel dense darkness

no glittering ray of hope

in sea of despair desolate

only annihilating γ-rays

 drill into infinite depth,

begets limitless burns,

 and devastating death

 

Not a lotus, no tender petals,

an octopus with hefty tentacles

hugging not expected of her,

only can strangle and throttle

seems sober, can be ruinous,

dither not to ditch a righteous

 

Slyly opened her blog in my pc,

with sketch of an easel stand

granted an option to me,

 to precisely understand

gone far beyond toponin,

cytokine, flow-cytometry,

 monoclonal antibodies,

immuno-histochemistry

From physical image in mirror,

not feasible to assess d’ beauty

concern for sufferer computed,

empathy can reckon one pretty

her history revealed no clues,

of little care for human values

not all princesses dress in pink,

few put on blue socks that stink

I’m anonymous, unknown,

engrossed in mini creation

destiny made us meet,

 in an offbeat situation

a pleasant surprise for me,

obscure, unclear, hidden

must be a purposeful,

 pithy approximation

Still I believe,

in my slow pace life,

she was a divine boon

anguish of her departure,

made me an amateur poet soon

Out of grandpa’s secured arms

 Baby's on move with granny, 

from a busy city to d' countryside

with an amusing pristine pram,

for an invigorating pram ride

Lake looks like a baby hermit,

it’s grandpa’s lake-view home

birds chirping in dulcet tone,

nonstop in d’ dusk and dawn

Soft sunshine sneaks through

crevices in d’ compound wall

curiously calm an ambiance,

not a bit of annoyance at all

Compel her to sleep for long,

no soft swaddling cloth wraps

to be fastened to her bottom

no diapers with sticky straps,

No poko-pants, bulky pads,

she rather loves to lie naked

too gawky the hooded towels,

and bolsters beneath the head

A bubble bath in her rosy tub,

pleasing, miss it by no chance

to flap hands, splash d' water

swerve legs as in a rain dance

Won’t roll from back to belly,

no arms assisted head lifting

 stretch of legs for hasty kicks,

crawling no more interesting

No swipes for drooping dolls,

creeping cockroach her focus

 giggles with d' spread of arms, 

sit, get up, babble d’ approach

Mashed apple, banana shake,

routine items, no more relish

Grandpa eats yummy dishes,

to take a bite she also wishes

He touches her watery tongue,

grandma shouts to make a fuss

to break d' monotony a little,

not counted, a fault grievous

Erupting teeth cause jaw-ache,

wish to chew something hard

the cute toys, or own tiny toes,

or d' shred tail of a tiny lizard

Mouth d’ destination, a sensor,

to put things in, assess d' taste

mysterious things noticed here,

attempts to evaluate to her best

Not to drench in drizzling rain,

get a running nose, throat ache

no outing in sizzling summer,

garments soak in sticky sweat

With her woolen pullovers on,

feels congenial, prefers to loiter,

pram rolls on, on a silent road

in d' balmy breeze of cool winter

Birds’ tussle, squirrels’ gossip

crows’ crowing, cuckoos' coo

swirling butterflies, whirling bee

spot, adore, a nice venture to do

Turn head in slow motion, see,

lush greenery, nature’s beauty

d' eyelids droop and go asleep,

a mute venue, no crowded city

dislike d' crowd, noisy locus,

scared of darkness, temple bells

no wish to visit shopping malls,

to get trapped in d’ shunned hell

Love trips in a stunning stroller,

d' park full of exciting wonders

placid climate, melodic campus,

a lovely world, truly to discover

Parents buy all d' lavish items,

handy, disposable, convenient

grand adieu to grandpa’s place

least bothered for a better spent

Daily needed articles in excess

d' diapers, wipes, cream, sipper

smooth slender spoon for feeds,

baby blanket, mini nail trimmer

My snug stroller, so spacious,

with a cozy canopy overhead

Sun, rain, dew, I don’t bother,

for a short nap, in way ahead

A rigid no for feeding bottles,

no packed food from d' market

 baby brush and paste for me,

teach me tricks using d' toilet

Grandpa calls me a brave heart,

takes along for a poolside stroll

see a sunset, fish hunt of cranes,

mice peep from d' row of holes

Grazing cows, d' baby calves,

hen-chicks in d' hatchery farm

I wriggle, excited to jump out,

out of grandpa’s secured arms