Chai and life
A lovely day it has been. The bliss after days of hard work. The rest after days of standing and running around. I made some hot dosas and a good cuppa tea- the Indian way with milk but no sugar.
I poured it from the pot into the cup. Something was missing. Ah yes! I began the typical Indian style of pouring the pot to cup and cup to pot in an elaborate manner till the tea started frothing and was brimming. A lovely aroma and a finer taste. The tea had transformed.
It is the same with life. As we go through life, when we add zing to it, we run from work to home and fro; if we allow the bubbles of laughter to seep through; if we add fitness and bounce to our step, if ....
So many ifs...
But do the ifs and voila we will have the cup of life brimming
I poured it from the pot into the cup. Something was missing. Ah yes! I began the typical Indian style of pouring the pot to cup and cup to pot in an elaborate manner till the tea started frothing and was brimming. A lovely aroma and a finer taste. The tea had transformed.
It is the same with life. As we go through life, when we add zing to it, we run from work to home and fro; if we allow the bubbles of laughter to seep through; if we add fitness and bounce to our step, if ....
So many ifs...
But do the ifs and voila we will have the cup of life brimming
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