Your life is as complicated as that jilapi you are having.
Duck duck goose, don't give up on that mousse.
Go for the B1G1 iftar this week. You might get lucky.
Nobody likes burnt halim. Neither should you.
You need to have “the talk” with your piyaju.
You know what rhymes with burgers? Burglars.
You either get Rooh Afza or lemonade. You can't have both.
The only date you deserve is a date with your dates.
Your job this week is to come to terms with the fact that mango season is almost over.
Watch out for the chicken that's going to haunt you in your dreams.
Is this cake, or is this reality?
Don't forget to cut uniform pieces of that pineapple.