I never tasted coffee till I stepped into my first job. Well, I grew up in the land of tea, Assam. But thanks to television and Hollywood movies, I knew what coffee was and somehow had this notion that coffee is classy and tea is not (don’t ask me where I got that from 😂). Anyways, my first workplace in Delhi had coffee everywhere. Even the tea breaks were called coffee breaks! That was new to me but I was absolutely longing for it.
It was my first day at work and someone from the team stood up and asked “anybody for coffee?” I was dying to say yes, but was unsure. Is she offering to buy everyone a cup of coffee or is she asking for a company to go to the coffee shop? Am I allowed to step out with her in the middle of work? By the time I could figure out, she quickly counted the raised hands and walked away. Right, I was too shy to even ask. In less than 15 minutes, she returned with an amazing aroma that I fell in love with instantly. It was a tray full of coffee mugs and everyone who raised their hands walked up to her, picked up a mug and got back to work. Simple! But I still had no idea where that coffee came from and how could I get one. So that night I drafted a plan and rehearsed it in my head over and over again. Day2 had to be my coffee day, come what may!
So the next day, just as I thought, she stood up around the same time again and asked the same question, “anybody for coffee?” And just as I rehearsed, I asked “Can I come with you to get it?” (Yes I know, it was that simple a plan, but remember I was new and nervous 🙄) And she said something like, “Sure, come along.” I was super excited that my plan worked and I will finally be able to see, feel and taste coffee! I must have asked her quite a few questions on the way, which I don’t remember anymore. But what I do remember is the new term she introduced to me – ‘coffee-corner’. There and then she gave me a crash course on how to make a rich creamy cup of beaten coffee and I loved it. This fascinating corner was just a few meters away from our workstations. It had microwaves and coffee filters, mugs and spoons, sugar and milk, coffee powder and coffee beans, and with that sensational aroma, I am sure I had a moment where I thought to myself, “I can finally smell Hollywood!”
I had so much coffee since then, in so many different styles and flavors, and today I enjoy it black and strong, no sugar, no milk. But the memories of those rich creamy cups of beaten coffee in that office coffee corner is still so fresh in my mind that it melts my heart every time I think of it. Even though it is as simple as a cup of coffee, it was a dream come true for a naïve small town girl. I guess some feelings are so strong that they do last for really long after all; and I call them the building blocks of my life! ❤
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