Warm mornings, Or breezy evenings, Whether simmered slowly with a hint of ginger, Or coupled with a dash of elaichi and pepper. When there are showers outside, Or when there is a chill inside. Whether its at home or the nukkad shop at the far end, But definitely never at a CCD or Starbucks, friend. While in a train as it chugs ahead, Or when the bus comes to a halt at end. During conversations that stretch long, Or even when someone is alone and forlorn. When the first rays of the sun light up the floor, Or when the clock strikes a nightly four. Whether you'r paired with Samose fresh out of the skillet, Or frugal on your own with a Parle G packet. When in office and your eyes start drooping, Or by the smirk on the colleague's face you know a chai-break is coming. Whether you come steaming with a lot of milk Or with loads of mom's love blended in. Whether the mood is jubilant, furious, sullen or just fine. A first sip of your hot cup is s...