Thursday, August 14, 2008

Romancing Lemon tea

A serious confession follows.
I love the aroma and flavor of Lemon tea.
A few drops of tangy, aromatic lemon juice in that golden liquid prepared out of Darjeeling tea tastes like heaven to me. That's my comfort drink.
I also like the taste and smell of ginger tea, sometimes with milk but most of the time without.
Well, I guess I love tea in general, a light brew with a teaspoon of honey instead of sugar. I also appreciate most of the concoctions that are sold as Herbal tea.

And of course, I love black coffee. with sugar.
Usually I choose from this very small unwritten menu card of mine, as soon as i get up in the morning. Most of my days begin with tea, any tea.
Yesterday was one of my black coffee days and today is a honey-tea day :)

As you've become

Not hating you is tough
Not loving you is impossible

I don't know why it is this way,
Yet it seems
Things were always this way,
and will be,

As you've become
The living part of me

Experimental

He said "Wait!!"
Said, Yes may be I'll like it beside those hills
at dusk
Said, we'll take a tram, or may be
I'll walk with you
Said, not bad, do they have pinkish white arms? The Irani girls?
Said, Oh you scold people by the roadside! very preachy of you

and then,
Said, never mind,
all that was an experiment
that left a little
headache.

I couldn't say anymore.

It sounded like an iron boot,
The sound of a boot with
cold iron heels
thrust against all the tender grass,
that grew,
lovingly
beside my shadowy avenues

(this was written on 13th feb 2008)

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

His Majesty

He doesn't talk to me.
I feel a little restless;
and insecure.
He doesn't like me, or care
I know
and I guess,
I don't feel any pain,
anymore.
after all these days
of love
and war,
I don't know if I do.