Whispers, whispers, the heart's refrain,
Songs of fire, a sun-kissed rain.
Hungry, wholly human, soul ablaze,
Eminem shouts in the train's maze.
Bathed in spirit, wrap the towel near,
In this course, the world's summit I bear.
Rajma Chawal, a rhythm to the bone,
Rajma Chawal, a home I've known.
Punjabi delight, a taste divine,
Better than fish, where flavors entwine.
Sing with me, stars, a symphony's call,
Fingers delight, before the fall.
One bite, a habit, you'll leap and bound,
Like a rabbit, in joy profound.
Bathed in spirit, wrap the towel near,
In this course, the world's summit I bear.
Rajma Chawal, a rhythm to the bone,
Rajma Chawal, a home I've known, oh baby.
If mother’s hands have crafted this art,
Words fail, when soul and flavor depart.
Then you'll grasp the Rajma Chawal's core,
Ginger, garlic, spices evermore.
Onions and tomatoes, a river runs deep,
A jury's verdict, as you wake from sleep.
Day's leftovers, in the night's embrace,
Night's bounty, in the morning's space.
Joy descends, as you relish the feast,
Bathe your nose, let your troubles cease.
Wrap the towel, if your spirit's renewed,
Wrap the towel, if your purpose is brewed.
In this course, the world's summit I bear,
Rajma Chawal, a rhythm to the bone,
Rajma Chawal, a home I've known.
Bathed in spirit, wrap the towel near,
In this course, the world's summit I bear.
Rajma Chawal, a rhythm to the bone,
Rajma Chawal, a home I've known.
Aloo Paratha, a bear's gentle might,
With cream's caress, banish the night.
Aloo Paratha, a bear's gentle might,
With cream's caress, banish the night.
No conflict here, let us all consume,
Oh my lovely pizza, passport's room?
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