Saturday, July 21, 2012

somedays,

i am my own eeyore. 
you know, sighing. moping. drooping. 
sighing again.
raining on my own parade,
like the rains i heard were not enough!
can't bear to hear myself.
so, i took it upon myself
to inhale in the pleasant
and comforting aroma of some tea.
add to that, the uplifting tang 
of some lemongrass i bought 
on my Friday jaunt
to the roadside farmer's market.

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this is called gauti chai masala,
or, literally, village chai masala,
said the lady selling them,
crushing a bit with her fingers
and bringing it to her nose,
nodding at me to do the same.
she told me to make tea as follows...

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.. and, as i inhale deeply, 
my fingers let the warmth
from the hot cup seep into my weary muscles.
 my mind is on mute,
my legs are numb.
let me sit here in lemony -gingery solace,
bracing myself for a new week
that starts tomorrow.



PS
tea. after a long time.




9 comments:

Santosh Bangar said...

tea in rainy season good idea nice
post

Shalini said...

Maybe we were sisters in another life....sometimes what you say rings so true for me too.

You know when I'm in a funk, I convince myself to make some tea or coffee just to get some photo opportunities. So I feel happy when I get a nice shot....if not, then back to funk!

kala said...

just loveee all ur pic n chai looks so tempting

Shalini said...

Kya hua? No posts lately.

shilpa said...

thank you Santosh :)

shilpa said...

ye lo Shalini. i was just waiting for you to ask :D

ps
love the word 'funk.' classy!

shilpa said...

thank you so much Kala :)

Shalini said...

Oh ho, and I didn't ask fast enough, did I?

Phirse fail ho gaye?

shilpa said...

full too pass :D