Yummy Dainty Paneer Tikka

Here comes our yummy, dainty, healthy Mr. paneer tikka,

Making us work for hours, not easy going , I must say.

Testing our patience like our mom.

Hung the curd whole night for him,

Chop the beautiful, colorful, magnificent veggies,

Then cruelly cut that white beautiful log of cheese in pieces,

Now to make it yum ,mix that hung curd with ginger, garlic paste and spices.

Just then next order raise his head,

Marinate all these white cheese and colorful veg with that yellow sticky paste,


It’s bit yuck, but what else I can do, Mr. tikka and my taste bud made me do that.

But here, where it’s going to end, Mr.tantrum I must say.

Again It’s his time to check our patience,

Now it will make us refrigerate the marinated stuff for hours again,

And after hours of wait, again still tiny miny work left,

Give touch of healthy saute for sophisticated health freak, and make me more tempted, says our Mr. tikka.

Then one last test of our patience more, as if tested yet less!

But this time it will reward us for sure,

Will make itself grill with our help for next 10-15 mins, and then all the tantrums of Mr. tikka gone and it’s ready to serve it’s best.

paneer tikka

P.S. For all those who love rhyming and cooking, can also check this poem


which i wrote months back .

while writing new one was remembering my this old poem a lot.

(rhyming is not perfect, but hope it served the purpose here)


p.c. self

My cake let me bake you today..

Hey my cake !

let me bake you today

Allow me to live the baking ,

and give you life today..


Let me bring the flour and butter for your soul ..

And Allow me too to go ,

And bring the  baking powder and soda for you,

So you may become more fluffy and soft today…

It’s your day you say egg or milk,

With whatever you want to go ..

choose a flavour too for your taste,

chocolate or vanilla whatever goes  with your mood today….

And here Just a small gift from me to you,

cheery cubes to bring smile to you..

let me do bit battling for you now,

and make my hand work bit for you..

And here comes your turn,

you go and live a heat in that oven, a bit for me today..

And here it goes,

spreading your smell in my neighbors nostrils,

inviting them for dinning at my place today..


Hey Thank you my cake,

for allowing me to make you alive and live a baking today..

( a short funny poem for all those who love rhyming and baking)


P.C. Self