Zendagi Migzara

“ Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time.” ~The More Loving One  ~~  WH Auden I always knew the end was near. And I always tried to shoo it away. Because I always had a reason. A reason to carry on. A reason to hope. A reason to wait. A reason to reason with myself. And the reason was you. I knew things were not perfect for us. But I always thought that we could work it out in our own way. The gap between us, the years, the levels, could be bridged. Only if you would once tell me. Only if I could tell you. I knew what your fears were. And I certainly knew mine. But I always believed. And I always dreamed. And yet again the fate was the same. I knew you were afraid of us not being close, in distance. I also knew that you were afraid of the connection. I know your fear was the reason you kept asking me when I was leaving . Or were you asking me because you wanted

Even though I ought to love coffee, being from ‘the Land Of Coffee’ (Coorg), Chai has been and will always be favourite beverage. I don’t really remember how or when i started drinking Chai. But my earliest memories of it is getting up from my cozy bed in Srinagar, with a cup of tea on my bedside table. My brother and I used to wake up only when the cold November air carried to us the fragrance of tea. And only then would we unwillingly move ourselves out of bed in those beautiful cold, snowy and wintry days to get ready for school. And a lotta times we never opened our eyes but sat up in bed and held that tea cup in our hands so that it’s warmth could compensate for the letting go of the feathery China blanket. Aaaah those days. And that was where I was introduced to the heavenly Kahwaa!! And the even more heavenly almonds at the end of the cup. Scooping out those almonds with a Chinar leaf shaped spoon after the tea is done is pure ecstasy, now that’s Life! So t