The rustle of fine calico
The scent of spices,
Tasty selections of choicest sweatmeats
Coconut palms swaying on a sun drenched beach,
Tiny brown boats dotting the deep blue Arabian sea,
The hustle bustle of Sweet Meat street,
Oh Calicut!
You fill my mind
Your fragrance draws me
Whilst sipping tea
In London on a cold wintry eve.
