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Tea Truths

 After a recent flu, I found myself having a dislike for tea. I was surprised because tea had always been my favorite. Homeopathy selects medicines based on many individual traits, and I looked up in my repertory for a medicine that had an aversion to tea. I had it, and it relieved me of the flu very fast. But in the next few weeks, I saw another peculiar thing happening to me. I wasn’t enjoying the tea I made. I was weak after recovering from the flu. I wanted something to brighten me up. But tea from my regular tea shops was as tasty as before, maybe more. I was bemused. 


Curiosity made me a bit restless. Darjeeling tea made with grass-fed cow milk boiled in water drawn from the well boiled with utmost care did not taste as sweet as the ones from the shops. I started my thought journey from the hills, where the tea was plucked, to the sink, where I washed my teacup. Voila, in a matter of seconds, I found it!


The tea, sugar, milk, cups, teapot, and my poor old stove were not the problem. The elephant in the room was the washing. Phew! It is the most mundane chore in any home. Procuring, cooking, and serving is more than enough to exhaust anybody. After all this, washing dirty cutlery and plates is just frustrating. The one thought of cleaning up after a mere teamaking was spoiling the pleasure the tea had given after having relished it.


No matter how much we praise homemakers, it will never be enough to recognize their efforts in completing these tasks. Most of them go their entire lives without complaining, but we should not fail to value their efforts.


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  1. Nice write up.. straight from the heart..enjoyed reading it with a cup of nice hot tea.. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

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  2. Hi Doctor your keen observation is

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  3. Hi Doctor, your keen observation is seen through the whole story...you have made us travel through it and make us feel grateful to the ones who had filled the dining table with different flavours...

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