What is it
with grown-ups and drinking tea?
My mom loves
tea. She has it in the morning, when she wakes up. She has it in the afternoon,
after coming back from her art classes. She has it in the evening, with
Haldiram’s Bhujia Sev. Apart from these fixed timings, she has tea whenever she
comes back from shopping and whenever some people decide to come home. The best
part?
I, some way
or the other, end up making tea for her.
You must
have often heard this simple example to explain to you how good you should be
at something – like the way you can tell me the result of two added to two even
in your sleep, you should know _____ (fill the name of the activity you’re
being lectured for) that well, too. Well, I could probably make you some tea in
my sleep and serve it to you with Haldiram’s Bhujia Sev. Not that it is much of
an achievement.
I used to
get really agitated about making tea for my mom earlier. “Like I’ve got nothing
better to do,” I complained grumpily one day to her.
“Okay,” she
said. “Even I’ve got better things to do than to cater to your needs.”
And then, I
had one very hard week of washing my own clothes and making my own food (read:
walking to the general store to buy Lays’) and looking after myself. After
going through all of that, I had to apologize to my mom for being rude and
promise her that I would religiously make her tea whenever she wanted it.
I learnt a
big lesson from this: never challenge a grown-up unless you’re one, too and
have house-help to cater to your needs. At least, you don’t have to make tea for
the house-helps all the time.
But I still
don’t know this: What is it with grown-ups and drinking tea?
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