A cup of tea

A concentrated compound composed of,
1 cup water 1tbsp tea-leaves 1tbps sugar & 4tbsp milk.
Drench the mug by passing through,
The pain of strainer-filtering,
Making the sweet dribbling sound,
Along with hot radiant white fumes.
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The generator, the saviour from big yawns,
A booster on a dull cloudy day.
A friend who keeps awake a night before exams,
A widget,litting fire of energy deep inside the soul of winter morning.
A bliss in the rainy day with 'pakoras' & 'samosas',
& the necessity of various occasions.
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Though found in various forms,
Black tea,green tea,oolong tea,fermented tea etc.
& in different flavors,
Masala, elaichi, adrak, tulsi, mint etc.
Yet, the simple milk tea is love,
Incomparably better to all.
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A need before first class in college,
A desire after the college, before moving home.
A wish in the seminar auditorium blooming with AC.
An obligation when too much stressed or time to celebrate,
A demand after meals.
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Most essential for every South-Asian,
(I believe)
Though a weakness of Bengalis.
(So do my)
It acts as an oxygen for us,
& may be available more than blood, in veins.
A complete mood changer.
Morning day & night,always eager to devour.
We don't just consume, we feel it.
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Though, may be not much demanded in summer,
But for me you are love.
The first sip is not just a sip,
But infact a deep soother of the soul.
Craving for you always,
Cerainly, Everyday more & more.
Still doesn't gets fatigued.
-Fauzia Afreen
(A great fan of yours)