A CUP OF TEA



Yesterday, i acted out the part of "MISS.PERFECT",it was an attempt from ma side to mend things between me and mom.Have to accept that ma mom is an awesome cook,and i don't mind gulping down whatever she prepares in kitchen for me .The one thing that eludes ma mom's 22 years experience in kitchen is the "ART OF TEA MAKING".The tea always ends up either too strong or too weak,comes in her daughter(that's ME),who herself was tagged "TEA QUEEN" by her mates for being the biggest contributor to the college coffee shop.People say the shop survives on her cash alone.On a bad day i end up having 9-10 cups of tea much to the nonacceptance of people around.I love perfectly made tea and can walk any distance to achieve that level of perfection.The special ability of making Good tea comes at a bad cost,to be the official tea maker of the house.Every time Dad's friends ,relatives come visiting ma Mom gives one of her look trying to converse through her eyes which actually means"OFF TO KITCHEN".Unlike most families we have our tea by 7-8pm,that's when Dad comes home from office.The first thing that he enquires is"WHERE IS MA TEA?"(now you know where i inherited ma genes from).

Last day it was ma ON DUTY time in kitchen and i filled three glasses with tea ,one for Dad,one for myself and ma BITS maniac Bro.Mom was busy draping herself in the Saree to attend the temple festival,as three of us were sitting on the couch sipping our hot tea mom comes in with a smirk on her lips"where is ma tea" .That's when i thought i had prepared just 3 glasses of tea, and it wasn't something that i did out of blue that day.Three cups are a part of the prevailing rules as far as i can remember.The thing that made all the difference was ,three of us forgot to ask her if she wanted any.Usually ,ma mom skips her tea for, she is not a great fan of the brown liquid and taking it as granted i didn't bother to ask if she needed any .I glanced at the seats besides me"It was empty".Dad and Bro had escaped leaving me there to defend ma self."I thought...." i continued."You could have asked,I'm the person who takes care of you people,preparing all that you ask for.Should have asked me whether i needed tea or not".Mothers get very sentimental whenever their daughters behave in a way that they are not expected to be.Knowing what i did was wrong, i had to keep ma mouth shut.Tears were rolling down her eyes and i couldn't say anything.I stood there looking on to her eyes.I should have asked her in the first place.I had to get thing right and yesterday was ma chance.Without being forced into the kitchen i went in and ma mom was surprised to see hot cup of coffee waiting for her on her return from the tiring day in the hospital.I just had one thing to say

"SORRY MOM"