July 16, 2005

MY PASSION FOR 'DEEP TEA'


The doctor told me to avoid taking tea to save my health and wealth. I was standing alone in a corner while others were sipping it temptingly in our office one day. I rushed out to kill my instinct to do the same toeing the footsteps of our colleagues. Even there I noticed some guys and girls following the same pursuit with somewhat more interest. I waited for ten minutes jealously looking at them. I could not help and so ran into the stall. I begged the fellow to get me a liter of sweet and hot tea. He could easily understand that I was an abnormal fellow. I took a big container and got the tea into it. I was sipping it on and on. The fellows around me were scared at my intense love for deep tea and ran away from there. I was looking into the container time to time to check the depth of tea. The more deep it was going, the more love I got for it. There was very little amount of deep tea in the container and I did not like to swallow it any more. I splashed it on my white shirt and others took me to be a completely mad fellow. One of them asked me out of burning curiosity, “Why are you so passionate and possessive toward deep tea. You must have left it in the bottom of the container as others generally do”. I replied him, “Deep tea in my body can’t be seen by others. I want to keep it on my body also to tell others that deep tea is in and out of my body and soul. Nobody in the world can separate me from my deep tea. It’s mine forever. It is my health and wealth”. Some foreigner took it as a native drink of India observing my talk about deep tea and remarked, “Can I have a glass of Deepthi”. The owner of the tea stall replied to him, “Don’t mix words to coin new names of drinks in our nation. Before 1947, the British did it. In 2005, you please don’t do it. It is a beautiful name attached with the bodies of some women in India. You will be beaten deeply if you use that word everywhere like this”.

Datla Chiranjeevi Raju

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