Quarantales- The 5 P.M Tea stall
Groups. Plans. Gossips. Back Bitching. Commitments. Cigarettes. Laughter. Infinite Gestures. And Paper cups. That's how a 5 P.M tea stall looks like. The one you have in your college premises or the one you have in your office premises. They are the same. If the warmth of growing steam inside the tea kettle has nurtured many relationships then the amount of sugar must have sweetened them which could have been sour in the absence of these stalls. You have a bad day. Just a cup of tea to stress out. You have good days. Just a cup of tea to celebrate. You have guests. you have enemies. The answer is a cup of tea. Don't know how many love stories have been started and then accelerated here, how many times it helped patching up couples, how many times it helped bursting out your anger and frustration, how many times it helped you heal from your break up, how many times it helped you in your promotions, how many times it helped you in your toughest exams, and how many times it helped you find people of your taste. Isn't it? Tea and the tea stalls, they are the primary care of human disorders. Different People. Different lifestyles.Different class. Different tastes but Tea is what unites us all. And now when it's been more than a week they are silent shut besides the roads, We must all be dying to go back there someday and I hope that someday is not too far away.