Nostalgia
1 min readJun 19, 2018
the steaming rice
drinks up the broth
and spices up its lonliness…
the smoking oil in the wok
tantalizes the young and raw onions
they turn pink
blushing
they hide behind the stiff okra
or sturdy potatoes
flavours, dormant and subdued
flare up
and fill my room
with aromas long cherished
i find home
in wafting flavours
nostalgia, bubbling in a wok!