A heartfelt request- hang on there. My next magnum-opus, if I may, is coming up soon. All I can say about it till now- its titled Riya.
Till then, presenting-
The Recipe
“Take 1 cup cup curd, 2 tablespoonfuls of garlic chilli paste, salt, red chilli powder, 1 cup onion, 1 cup tomato, 2 tablespoonful oil, ½ teaspoonfuls of chat masala and garam masala each and black pepper to taste, besides, of course, 1 kg chicken cut into pieces,” the chef on the TV said as the show host observed with superficial admiration.
1 cup onion, curd and tomato, 2 tsp garlic-chilli paste, oil, salt, chilli powder, pepper and ½ tsp(small) chat and garam masala. Add chopped special ingredient, he noted down and went on humming to himself. He always liked calling it a ‘special ingredient’.
It was his favorite recipe.
He went on watching it till the chef readied the steaming dish in sparkling cutlery. The host breathed in the aroma, tasted a spoonful and radiated the happiness at the palatable wonder.
That was enough for today.
He took out a knife from his knife holder. The sharp edge glittered in the yellow fluorescent light.
The victim was ready- tied and gagged. She was another pick from his frequent foreign travels. They always were, forever ready to be clinging to the shoulder of a richie-rich. Foolish, unsuspecting, smugly and wistfully thinking they were conning him with their feminine charm and scrumptious lust.
Her eyes widened with terror, she thrashed about against the knots as he neared and slit her throat with his favorite knife.
The flesh of the thigh was the best. He cut himself a large chunk and went on humming to himself. His ‘special ingredient’ was almost ready to be added, just a few chops away.
Once more he can savor the ‘Chick curry’.
