Story of a 'Cutting Chai'

My life be like - "somebody give me a cup of tea right now, I badly need it". Damn! That's suicide. Yes this is my story, cutting chai is doing all the talking right now. I wish, I too had something like 'me' in my good and bad times. Of course, I have  good and bad times! Good when you sip me up slowly and enjoy me till the last drop and I hate it when you leave those few sips at the end. Come on, ain't I your saviour? Those headaches, those mood swings, those gloomy afternoons, those hectic work schedules, ahh! Those sore throats and cold, those tiring shopping days and the list goes on....God give me a saviour too!

You keep me on fire and you forget - it hurts. You reuse that 'chaipatti' - please! That's not acceptable. That phone call of yours and you make me spill everywhere - that's not where I belong and the worst is when I am accidentally dropped smoking hot, on you - somebody call 911.. Anyway, I know I rule your heart and will continue to do so. I know it from the smile on your face at my first glimpse. I sense it when your eyelids drop to infuse my aroma. I feel it with your hugging palms to soak up my warmth. I love it when you sip me and take in that pleasure that very moment. I enjoy it when you shop for that special mug - my heavenly abode. You are special my friend because it's you, who makes my existence all worth. Our lives will be so boring without each other. Cheers to this everlasting bond of 'devouring chuskiyaan'.

From one tea lover to another.....