Perhaps no other Urdu poet has written as much on food as Nazeer Akbarabadi, who we......

our grandmothers misplaced. They grew oldby convention, just to keep counting. Get yours in materialand heft......

They tell me that you are what you eat,so,              I......

In a slow motion video,                my sneezing face                           is an abyss                    seized by light and water.                                     ......

In his magnum opus, The Physiology of Taste, published in December 1825, just two months before......

In the corridor on the groundfloor, the dog smelling the orange to sniff out its intentions......