The Origin of Tea – A Prose Poem

Deep in the Himalayas, many moons ago, a sage performing a yajna, day and night, many months in a row. Fully involved but with one hitch. His eyes drooped and sleep threatened, like a bad witch. Desperate and irate, the sage finally tore off his droopy eyelids and flung them away.

They fell softly on the soil and lo and behold! There and then, as if by a signal from heaven, sprout a sprightly verdant bush.The sage performing the yajna , picked the signal from heaven, boiled the leaves, sipped the potent golden concoction and named it ‘tea’.

Now wide awake, he gifted the world its favourite drink, the sage performing the yajna, deep in the Himalayas , many moons ago.       

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ROMANCING THE MOON (PART II)

Sukhna Lake is a popular landmark of my city Chandigarh. Being a favourite haunt of tourists and a walkers’ paradise, my husband and I are unable to resist its magnetic pull. Though we both enjoy going for a morning jog, due to work commitments of late we had to re-schedule our fitness programme and started going to the lake in the evening instead. A few days back when we reached the lake a little late in the evening we were rewarded by a beautiful site. It was a full moon night and the glistening water looked so inviting. The sky itself although cast with clouds, was resplendent in the moonlight and the moon glowed like a huge diamond rock. In fact it was this setting that was the inspiration for my very short story ‘romancing the moon’, published earlier. I urged my husband to click some pictures. He was a bit sceptical about getting good results in the darkness. Surprisingly, the pictures came out beautiful and what’s even more amazing is that they were clicked with an iphone! (We were not carrying a camera with us). So now let the pictures do the talking.

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The moon from the distance in the night sky
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As we move closer
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playing hide and seek

 

Nighttime