THE SUGAR FALL

Every poem captures the essence. This one has an interesting backstory. I attempted to make anything really sweet one afternoon in Delhi because it had been a long time since I had done so. This was also during the height of summer, and I stayed on the ninth floor. I still wanted to carry out my plan and finish it successfully. When I opened the shelf, the sugar bottle's cap was not properly closed. So it just slipped out of my grasp and began dripping all over the place. There is a belief that it is a good omen that something good will happen in the family. I eventually calmed down and finished the sweet. The sweet was so delicious that I had never made it before. I was overjoyed and thanked God that everything started well and ended well.

In the sweltering heat of the afternoon, 

I wanted to make a quickie sweet. 

As I opened the shelf door,

 the sugar bottle slipped and began to pour, 

all over my body, the shelf, and the floor.

I had a feeling something was going to happen at the time.

Sweeter than the sweet, the sweet that evolved into a magnificent treat.

-saradha

I made this is traditional sweet belongs to Thirunelveli dist in Tamilnadu called Thiri paadham, is rich in taste. With minimum ingredients , Besan (channa flour), sugar, milk, elaichi and ghee (cashew optional).