MY CUP OF TEA...

Well, I am HAPPY to report that my internal exams are over finally... not that I studied hard or anything but when you haven't studied anything the whole year, gettin in sync with whole idea of studying for more than 15 mins is kinda of fatiguing... and I was desperate for the exams to get over...
EXAMS...times of complete chaos... times of utter lack of personal hygiene(oops..gross but true).Times when your sleeping capacity increases manifolds which is inversely proportional to amount of time you can afford to sleep. But more than anything I relate exams with "beverages" and it seems i have grown up and out of 'my drink'. Way back in class eighth it was THE CHOCOLATE MILK that was my muse. I used to relish two, sometimes even three full glasses of my choco milk. Then slowly I switched to caffé latte. I became a willful insomniac in my caffé's company. This one particularly became a madness because it was the doctor who had to tell me to reduce the levels of intake. I had been robbed of my cuppa. I lamented..
All this while I'd kept a good distance from our very own drink; chai. I don't recollect for what reason but I never even considered drinking tea. When offered, I always maintained a firm no. Maybe it was age old superstition, "chai naa piya karo, kaale ho jate hain!", naani would tell my tea-crazy cousin. Or may be it was my subconscious admiration for the west(n their beverages) that had held me back from my chai.
But now, with my coffee gone I needed something to fall back upon, to comfort me in my supposedly sleepless but really terribly, helplessly, sleepy (yawn!) nights during exams. I confess that ours was a rebound relationship but its eternal love! I am inseparable from my cuppa chai, but only when i make it for myself. During exams I had to gulp down the pirated versions in name of my chai(though im immensely thankful to all who made tea for me inspite of my critical comments). Maybe people have forgotten the exact art of brewing tea or they didn't ever care to learn. I don't mean to boast but its only my handmade tea which my taste buds and brain cells settle for. I'm sick to psychosis of the hybrid versions and procedures followed by different people. My friend Shekher takes a beaker puts water, milk, tea n sugar and brings to boil. Tada! and my bro invariably puts chai patti as if its to be finished on that very day. and my maid makes a cup of tea with a ton sugar in it. I have even tried the leading coffee bars for their teas and all fall flat in terms of the unique taste tea is supposed to contain( there's a reason why these are called coffee bars, isnt it?). The premixes started by georgia, nescafe are as hopeless as it gets..I am disgusted with what all these people are doing to my chai.
Enough said, I think am gonna stop sulking and brew my chai myself.
tEake care! ;)