The man walks to the dining 
 summons breakfast. an 
indirect call to his wife.   

She wipes her hands 
adjusts her apron,
 serves him hot  “idlis,”

with tomato chutney,
followed by a plate  
of fruits,

 She runs back comes out
 with  tea brewed with milk 
flavoured with cardamom and ginger.

Grandpa exercises authority,
 finds fault all too often,
 sugar is more,tea is less,

 not all days leave grandma  quiet,
at times,  she quips. with anger 
” I am also turning  old,”

Arguments flare up
over the fuming  cup of tea
one screams, other retorts.

Grandma and Grandpa.
 live like this  in an  historic  town
deep down in India