The recipe of romance

Folded pages of yellow paper with your handwriting all over it , 

Stay within my Hawkins recipe book.
On the page which teaches me how to make chana pindi in my pressure cooker, 

I have secured away 6 pages of your friendship.
I know exactly every loop , every curve every emotion that your words take. 

I have kept you preserved forever in those 6 pages.
In the age of instant chats and messages 

I have held on to the romance of your letter.
Long back I have learnt how to make chana pindi , 

yet every time, without fail, 

I open the recipe book. 

Just to touch the words you wrote.

Romance smells like garam masala to me.......