We have grown up with coffee and it has been around us, being our friend at all times. It is an indispensible part of our life, whether to strike a conversation, make-up with partners or have fun with friends.
My relationship with coffee has been a little different… it was never a necessity for my health, neither a totka to keep me awake, therefore, I have avoided it all along, it has been in my life just giving a sprinkler-effect…
Being more of a milk person because of its’ softness and care, I never really got attracted to coffee, for its’ strength seems hard to endure.
But a twist came in the kahani when I travelled to Tamil Nadu. A small town in Tamil Nadu by the name of Mayiladuthurai welcomed us with open arms and we, almost instantly, fell in love with the serenity and the calmness of the city. Such is our country, presenting a vast variety, ranging from the maddening Mumbai to the self-paced Delhi to the relaxed Chandigarh to the beautiful Bangalore to a chilled-out Goa and now, a calm, quiet town. One can never get enough of this country.
Spiritual activities kept us busy during the day. It was only at night when we stepped out for a meal, I met coffee. This time the meeting was a lot different than the previous ones. It came in a different package, neither in one of those big ceramic cups of Barista, nor in the plastic ones of the CCD, it was in a small glass of steel with a small utensil under it, like one chotu sa patila, really miniature one… I kept wondering if I am suppose to drink the spilled coffee from the patila as well but decided not to as it already looked beyond my capacity to drink it (it was dark brown!!). As I took its’ first sip, it seemed I was drinking it for the first time, and I ended up drinking from the patila as well. Though the coffee and the uttapam was priced the same, it was still very economical, just 20 bucks…
The two days we stayed there, I did not skip the famous Filter Coffee, not because of its’ popularity but because of its’ taste, its’ strength yet its’ smoothness and charm swept me off my feet and my love for coffee began…
Although I did not get the same coffee in Delhi after that, now I drink it with taste and have been adoring it for the combo it offers- the crisp flavour, the smooth texture, the rich fragrance, the royal love… (pun intended!) ;-)
and I fell in love... this time with coffee
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