Sushi Damo. Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

Sushi Damo.



So, by the time the last guest left, it was 3: 30 There was enough amount of food left o the chopping board for marination. Some staff had their lunch.

The fish fillet as well as the boneless chicken were marinated with lemon, salt, pepper and were kept on the chopping board. The staff food was almost over. And that got hunger.

There are couple of places that serves parathas and snacks outside the mall.So me and my friends went to have parathas. The smell of awe of parathas and fresh uncooked fish got hunger

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