The hunger dream

last nite i sprayed the rose scented attar i bought from new malliga store in my pillow.it rained heavily last nite,i heard rumble of thunder and smelled the fresh air leaden with negative ions as the chilly wind blew the gauze curtains apart. some people get wet dreams but i had hunger dream,i dreamt i was in india with two friends.we bought the best nasi briyani from a street vendor and when we went back to the airb n b,we sat down on the carpet,and ate the most delicious nasi beriyani.every grain of rice was perfectly cooked,fragrant,filled with bits of apricot,raisims,slices of almonds etc.the chicken and the kofta were heavenly n juicy.drank mango lassi with it n it was a gastronomic heaven.i think i woke up with saliva dribblimg out of the corner of my mouth and hunger pangs gnawimg in my stomacb.i blame the scented aroma of rose water and the negative ions for stimulating my appetite as last nite i ate very little mashed potato n two small chunks of chicken.my nasi beriyani dream wins the dream of the year,better than the dream guy anytime i recalled a quirky movie The hundred foot journey in which an indian family moved to a small town in framce and opened an indian restaurant opposite a fine dining French restaurant.the professional rivalry between the two talented chefs led to one of the sous chefs sabotaging the indian restauramt by firebombimg it with some xenophobic thugs amd spraypainting the slogan Framce for the french.in the end the indiam chef went to help the french restauramt win a michelin star with his fusion cooking.i think the movie sparked my humger pangs in a dream.when i watch a bite of china,i have food porn dreams of roast duck and dumplings.