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Mr. Coffee Hater- My New Friend!

Hey guys, I have a new friend. Well, to be honest we have met only a few days back but we seem to hit it off.

This new friend comes and visits me often these days, as often as almost everyday, precisely at the same time. We sit in my room’s balcony; have a cup of coffee and talk. And to be honest, he isn’t a big fan of coffee (disappointed) so I have coffee and we both talk. I think I might have begun to like his company a little bit. My mom says this is temporary! This is nonsense! I am definitely appalled at her for saying this but how can I express the amount of affinity I share with this new friend. This is just beyond her grasp.

So today, I am having my coffee and I was just about to send this friend on a guilt trip for not showing up on time, when suddenly from nowhere he barged into my space and landed in front of me.

“So how are you today?” he asks me.

“I think I am good.”

“Oh, you and your thinking.” He rolls his eyes at me.

What! What am I suppose to say?

“How are you, if I may ask?” I ask anyway.

“I am awesome as always!!”

Of course you are.

“And what brings you here today?” I ask adamantly.

“Precisely nothing. I just though I should stop by since I was visiting near by.”

“Oh you and your thinking!” I mimic.

“What now? Thinking is only your job or what?”

“Nah. You could try that too, but I don’t think you will master it as much as I can.”

“Fair point well made Miss Moushmi.”

“Now will you tell me what exactly are you doing here? Visiting me almost everyday, at the same time, never really doing anything?”

“Will you tell me what exactly are you doing here, same time, everyday? He counter-attacks.

“Ummmm, I think you forget, this is my house, my room, my balcony, my coffee!!!” I almost want to scream.

“So?”

Oh my God! Look at the horror that this little man throws upon me. What do you mean so? I mean I am almost expected to be in my house. I don’t have to take permission form anyone for that. And in contrast I certainly have a right to ask for his reasons of visiting. Seriously, though what does he think of himself!

 

“I am just asking what brings you here?”

“You.”

“Yeah, but you come here everyday, you sit and you fight with me and then leave. You have never told me the exact purpose of your visit. I don’t even know your name.”

“So you can ask me my name.”

“And you think you will answer that?”

“What makes you think I won’t?”

“The fact that I have repeatedly asked you your reason of visiting me, but you won’t open your filthy mouth on that.”

“Yeah but my filthy mouth will definitely want to tell you my name.”

“What’s stopping you?”
“The fact that you haven’t exactly asked.”

Uuuuurrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!!

“I will ask you just after you tell me the reason for your 6th visit in the 6th day of knowing you.”

“Are we still on that?”

“Apparently!”

“Okay, I think it’s time to go.”

“But where are you going? My coffee isn’t over yet.”

“Then drink your damn coffee and let me watch you drink it.”

“The coffee isn’t damned!! How could you…..”

“Yeah, yeah, I still don’t find any good reason in drinking that strong cup. I threw it out of my mouth the first time I tasted it.”

“Yeah I remember that, it wasn’t exactly too long ago.” I remember our first meeting where I couldn’t stop laughing at his reaction in tasting coffee for the first time. That was my first in meeting someone who had never tasted coffee!! DUH…

“So, now if you are done with your coffee, I think I should go. I have better things to do.”

“Like what? And I literally don’t remember inviting you here.”

“Well, I invited myself.”

“Then deport yourself too.”

“I will!!”

“What’s stopping you?”

“You damned coffee.”

“You’d be happy to know, the cup is empty now.”

“Seriously though, you waste a lot of time drinking that.”

“How does it bother you?”

“Fair point well made.” He retorts.

“I know.”

“Now really, I should get going.” He insists.

“Try and be stopped.”

“Yeah, yeah, I am leaving.”

I am waiting for him to leave.

“By the way you seriously are not interested in knowing my name, are you?”

“I am. But you won’t say.”

“You won’t ask. Then how can I tell you my name?” he complains!!!

Oh my god, and I still like his visits?

“Okay, then will you please tell me your name?” I ask too pleadingly, with all smiles and politeness.

“Of course.”

WHAT!!!!!

“But for now it’s time to go.” He adds. And then just as swiftly he had come, he flies away and vanishes into thin air.

 

This, this new friend of mine? Doesn’t even like getting clicked. I somehow managed to get a nice shot. I am introducing you guys to him as Mr. Coffee Hater. Be my guest; judge him all you want, I don’t care, because he is just so adamant with me. He gets into my nerves and is so, so irritating at times. And yet I like his visits? I must be losing my mind!!

 

Anyways, here he is, with his roguish charms.

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Until we meet again 😀

Take Care.

Seven B&W Photos; Day 5

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Morning newspaper and a cup of coffee.

Sometimes sheer pleasure and the other times, well, the other times the alarm is constantly being snoozed, leaving me no time to grab and cherish them.

I am participating in the Seven Days. Seven Black and White Photos of Your Life. No People. No Explanation. Challenge Someone New Each Day.

Today I nominate Gouri from https://shabdragini.wordpress.com/ for this pictorial challenge. (No compulsion)

 

Surprising Monday Morning

How does it feel

When it is raining cats and dogs outside,

When you sit and relax with a cup of coffee,

When you just shut all thoughts out,

When there is a second Sunday for you,

When you don’t have to work on a Monday Morning 😀

 

Yeah, that’s how I feel today. 🙂

Wasted Sunday.

  • Woke up at 10 AM and still did not wish to wake up.
  • Skipped breakfast, but compensated with two cups of coffee.
  • What I exactly did till noon, even I can’t fathom.
  • Had lunch, and just after lunch, I had the strong urge to go back to sleep again.
  • Resisting everything, I tried to focus and study!
  • Nope, not my day.
  • My stomach started to ache acutely again, shutting down the left over wish to study.
  • I switched on the TV, watched a whole movie. What was it? ‘Our brand is crisis.’
  • In the evening I tried getting out of my bed, but the pain was throbbing and I had no intention of even going out of my room.
  • A novel saved me.
  • I had an early dinner, followed by a huge tub of ice cream. Really spoiling myself.
  • Half tub of ice cream was accompanied by another movie. Which one? ‘Runway bride’
  • Movie and a slow eater of that almost milk shake kind of ice cream made it till I don’t know what time.
  • Again the urge to sleep. But it wasn’t late enough.
  • So I kept myself busy with the novel again. As always, it worked.
  • Late in the night, I was about to turn off but then the phone kept buzzing.
  • All kinds of people texting me simultaneously. Where were they the whole day? When ‘I’ was bored?
  • I reply for a few minutes trying to make it short, but the conversation gets interesting with a couple of people, and I continue.
  • It’s 1 AM now and it’s really time to sleep. I wish them good night, and then go off to bed, finally!
  • Oh, I don’t even feel guilty. Should I? I think, I should but the thing is I don’t.
  • So there, that’s how I wasted my Sunday.

Coffee, coffee it is!

So, I woke up with literally no work for my day. I thought it had to be one of the stay in days when I could be lazy as much as I wanted to. I don’t know what got into me that I decided I’ll have some iced tea to beat the heat. My first mistake. I mean why would I even think that? Coffee is the ultimate answer, then why even bother?

As if that didn’t satisfy me to spoil the morning that I wanted to give it a twist, a watermelon ice tea! I have tried this drink a lot many times, at stores and even at home. I have even made it myself but then if you want to beat it over coffee then it is going to fail you.

I made it as I used to always, but one sip and I could tell that adding watermelon was my second mistake.

One thing I guess everyone hates is their morning being ruined specially the one where you don’t have any work; it’s your basically off day at work.

And then I left it. I just could not drink it.

After I read all the newspapers scattered on my tea table, it was time to do something. And what else could it be than making me a warm cup of coffee. Summers or winters, I know I can’t stay without coffee!

Thankfully the cup of coffee didn’t betray me.

Hope you have a wonderful start to the week!