Shrikhand just tastes like shrikhand

Ever tasted words?

Found ‘pink’ tasting sweet like Digene tablets and ‘red’ like boiled chopped carrots?

‘Black’ like sputtered sesame seeds in gingelly oil?

‘Brown’ like crusty chocolaty Bournvita powder melting in the mouth?

‘Blue’ like sour sweet jelly and ‘green’ like fresh astringent Tulsi leaves

‘Yellow’ like rich boiled egg yolk with a smattering of kala namak

‘Orange’ like the rinds in marmalade left on the tongue after biting into a hot toast

‘Grey’, very much like ‘pray’ and ‘prey’, like the core of Gems after the sugarcoat dissolves

‘Maroon’ like Tomato ketchup and ‘mauve’ like a crumbly apple

‘Beige’ like chalk, ‘white’ like milk and ‘fuchsia’ like Roohafza in water

Somehow ‘mail’ tastes like fried salted Moong dal, but ‘dal’ tastes like salted lentil soup

‘Soup’ tastes like the extra liquid from Maggi noodles licked off an empty plate

But ‘noodles’ taste like ‘needles’

‘Needles’ are prickly to the tongue, but ‘tongue’ just resonates through your mouth

‘Mouth’ tastes like a kiss, but ‘kiss’ doesn't taste; it smells sandalwood powder

All this while butter tastes like freshly churned butter and cheese like the first smooth slice from a just-opened tin of cheddar

And shrikhand just tastes like shrikhand.