Morning Cup

 If my Morning Cup got a voice......


I am a Cup...made of Ceramic. 

I am taken out only early mornings.


Ah! It's a great feeling!!!!

I watch hot boiling water poured over coffee granules into the Filter.

After couple of hours......I get the aroma of hot filter coffee .....and me getting completely drenched in it.


She takes a sip....

And starts doing some work.....

Then comes back.....another sip.


The doorbell rings......she disappears.


Then comes back.....lifts me and just gulps all the coffee.....cleans me....and off I go back to my cabinet.


Somedays......the piping hot coffee inside me keep waiting....she gets a ring on her mobile and she rushes off ..The coffee and me......we keep getting cold......and colder when I enter the refrigerator. 


Sundays....or occasionally I get a new friend....Masala Chai.....

Sometimes we  both are lucky.....when she sits quietly with the newspaper and sips slowly. 

It's more fun,when we get a 3rd friend whom we rarely get to meet....Bun maska. A bit greasy...as the butter stains my edges....But it's better than sitting on the counter ...lonely with cold angry coffee.


W.H.Davies....has written a thought provoking poem " Leisure".

It is so apt for today's hectic racy life.


What is this life if full of care

We have no time to stand and care.


We are forever busy and multi tasking.

Our never ending chores,jobs,commitments, deadlines keep us running on a treadmill ...the moment our eyes open in the morning....till the shut to grab some sleep.


Our cups get cold and at times untouched forgotten....as we race to reach somewhere or to attend something or someone.....

Our plates are never eaten.....or just repeatedly heated and reheated.....


Cups gulped

Plates gorged.....hurriedly.....watching something on our mobiles or texting or talking.


Even if we take a holiday or go on vacation.....we never allow peace....to our Mind nor to our body.

We pile up multiple activities and rush all over.


And.....one day....

I will surely listen to the voice of my cup......and sip my piping hot coffee slowly and relaxed.....


- Dr Tripti Milind Galgali 

Hubli

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