Chai & Biscuit

Biscuits are calm headed lovers, they attract you with their solid and sweet demeanor. They can be a real help when you are in a mood to crunch. Slim, full of glucose and fiber, they usually are secure and non-jealous. Chai, on the other hand, is too possessive. You might think of leaving her due to her over possessiveness, but then she has that aroma while she’s getting brewed!! Her “too hot to handle” attitude keeps you interested forever. And she might surprise you with her masala approach, that’s sometimes too flirtatious for someone like me.

So, the plot starts with me falling for hot and curvy, brown and sweet Chai. Her spellbinding aroma and sweetness with a tinge of bitterness, gave an ultimate high. She was hot, she was steamy and I couldn’t keep it from her. She was everything I needed to control my thoughts. She was a relief to the nerves and a life to my soul. She was spiritually connected to me and for me it was “Love at the first sip”. We had our problems. She didn’t let me sleep but, that was Okay because I loved thinking in her company. The best part being our friendship was devoid of expectations, it was unconditional and it was each other’s company, that we needed the most. None of us was depressed or disturbed, but sometimes, all we need is a minute with our own selves to sort things out. Be it happiness or sadness, we contemplate things in life. And I used to do that daily with her.

Time went by and our bond was stronger than ever. But to our sadness, I got food poisoning and was doctored not to have tea in any form for a few days. He prescribed me some medicines, with some diet routines that were necessary. That’s when I met Parle G through a common friend of ours. She was cute and that G on the back was her spot! She got to me immediately and confessed her feelings. At first I thought I was unfair towards Chai, but I wanted them to meet. ‘Maybe we could add another member to this company of ours’, I had thought.

Things didn’t go as planned and Chai threatened to kill the Biscuit, if he came close again. I could see her steaming with jealousy. She took a while to cool down that day. She gave some cold stares and a burnt tongue. I was petrified with what I had to witness. I had to be with Biscuit secretly moreover, I didn’t find anything wrong with her trying to be friends with me. It was the day, they met, I actually understood the gravity of the grudge, Chai had against Biscuit. I tried to dunk a biscuit in Chai, the moment I pulled it close to my mouth, she fell, as if she were dead. She killed her with heat!! She fell into the cup, and floated. I could imagine Chai feeling ecstatic at that moment after killing her.

I felt terrible after that day. I didn’t see either of them for many days. Chai didn’t look me in the eyes. After all, even she couldn’t bear my silence. Biscuit felt abandoned. It broke in its own way. That G was invisible and it had broken off and turned to dust. It was my room-mate, who offered me a Biscuit saying, ‘Yaar tu kyu khayaalon mei kho gaya, saale chu*** hai college wale. Tu cutting enjoy kar’. There was a big smile on my face after hearing this, I looked at Chai, she laughed at those words. Biscuit was smiling too, her G got bigger when she was happy. I took a Biscuit, dunked it into Chai, It didn’t fall this time. I took a bite and every bit of my body screamed, ‘I love you both. And thanks for making my life better and tummy full!!’