An Elegy to the Parotta

 An elegy to kerala Parotta 

You punch it you beat it 

You throw it You mould it

You make it soft and fit

Thin and make it sit

It's not healthy

Say the wise and wealthy

It's not safety

Say the eastie and Northie

But in.malludom

It rules the kingdom

It's eaten in wisdom

It's taken in random 

It's soft and fluffy

It's chewy and Buffy

It can be taken hot

It can be with what not 

It's brown or white

It's layered and bright

It's got egg and butter

It has no clusters

Mutton fish vegetable curry

You can cover it and burry

But it goes best with beef

Roast or fried in plantain leaf

You throw it like a pizza

You have it for a tizza

It's dime a dozen

Comes in Gulf frozen

It's punched and beaten

With fists before eaten 

And once it's cold

To eat you need to be bold 

I love my kerala parotta 

So do most mallu terrata 

Parotta is a passion

Not a momentary fashion 

Eat your maida delight

Make your day more bright

Chew it for lunch or dinner

And You are no sinner 

 just a mallu parotta lover 

And need no cover 

All you need is savour 

It as a mallu flavour 

Long live parotta