It has given me an adrenaline
rush when I am down, the zest of life gets diminished through everyday
rigmarole of life – having a cup of tea makes me start over again – It has been
my best friend over three decades, the only ‘Bad’ habit one would say that I
have, but I just cant leave it…as I would certainly like to have the last tea
cuppa before I depart….
Be it late evening or early morning
saga, not having a cup of tea as my noble companion does give me the push to perform
– the lethargy gets encrypted till I gulp my first sip of tea after the wake-up.
Come afternoon, again I have a rendezvous
with my best friend and foe, foe- as it has become a queer habit, I miss the
tea cup when aloof and it certainly gets me back during the snooze hours of
summers now a days – Of course, with a long lasting relationship that I have
had with this unique beverage, I also have found close fondness to various cups
which I like to have my ‘Drink’ .
Of late, I have been addicted to ‘Kuhlad
Chai’, as it gives a certain degree of fragrance when you sip it slowly – the whole
aroma is filled with its magnificence – no doubt, it takes time to fall in love
with such a habit, more so as we are mostly accustomed to having tea / coffee in
regular ceramic cups.
The taste of tea magnifies if you
have a good company – the sip by sip conversations leads you to a sense of
peace and tranquility – the exchange of thoughts gets inversely proportional to
the diminishing tea in your cup- though a sense of poignant charm surrounds you
and you would certainly like to have another back to back cup but the lethargy
in you wont make you get up and go to the kitchen to action another cup on the
burner!
My relationship with Tea is since time immemorial – thanks to my father who was a complete ‘Tea-totaller’ – and thus was fond of this magnificent drink of his lifetime – the habit galvanized unto me and during my study years, I used to have a pot filled to the brim and with each passing hour, would pour it in the cup and gulp it , matching the timeless hours just passed by…. Those certainly were the times of Delhi’s foggy winters - today as I again had the privilege of having this unique drink in an earthen cup – called ‘Kulhad’ – I went into a reminiscing trance… those days came as a flash and time certainly stood still… I wish, to the last day of my breath , I would like to have ‘Tea’ as my last supper… till then, its again time to have a nice sip…the smoky cup is enticingly calling me to kiss it and enjoy the tea-moment….
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