a torrid love affair

I have been in love. no wait. Before you start thinking "here he goes again" let me state some facts. i have known her and been in love with her for the last eight years. it's a true story and incidentally it didn't start off with a love letter. now that we are in the clear let me start off again. it was eight years ago when my mom introduced her to me (obviously my mom didn't know what was going to follow). she had come from darjeeling. i was introduced to her smell before i had set eyes on her. even though it's been eight years i can still smell the fragnance in the air and the effect that it had on me. in short i was mesmerized. it was something i had never felt before. i was twelve ,just on the threshold of puberty and my notion of love was pure, sweet and innocent.(love is so complicated now). but even at such a tender age i knew this was something special.she left on my heart an imprint so deep that i am still reeling under the impact. from that day onwards life hasn't been the same.

i was sitting at my usual spot today when she came to me. the same old aroma wafted in the air. she was dressed in pristine white. she sat there still, laced with cardamom with a slight sting of ginger. just the way i like her. my beloved "tea". we have had a torrid love affair and we are still going strong. there is nothing better than a hot, sizzling cup of tea in the chilly winters of pilani. sometimes she is sweet and mild. while at times she is strong and has a mind of her own. she does have her mood swings but she never deserts me in my hour of need. people say i am addicted to her. but with the kind of peace and solace i experience when i am with her ,it's an addiction worth having. i just can't get enough of this enigma called "tea".