This is a very serious dilemma I find myself faced with. Since, as long as I can remember, tea has always been the drink for me. It was what I expected with my breakfast, lunch, dinner and everything in between.
I dunno if its just me or not, but I always found myself in dire need of tea whenever I had some decision making to do. I would stare at the way the center of the cup foamed up and made something like a whirlpool as I moved the spoon, and it looked like it was going to overflow any moment, but it never did, and I would close my eyes and feel myself in a sort of a yin yang state. Like meditation. But not quite.
Coffee on the other hand, was something completely out of the question. The image I had in mind before actually drinking the stuff, was not pretty. In my mind, it was portrayed as a dark black and bitter medicine office workers drank to keep themselves awake. First time someone told me they drank coffee as something desirable, I stopped trusting their judgement. Recently though, it has become like the forbidden apple to me. I know it doesn’t taste all that great (misconception), but I don’t really care. I need it. Though coffee maybe old to most, but to me, it’s like the new cloth fashion. Which I know makes me look stupid, but the sheer pleasure of trying something new is enough a reason to do it anyway.
Coffee has no types, at least not to me, black, cappuccino, double cream, decaf?!! What is that! If it has cream and it has milk and it has sugar, it’s coffee. If it has water and it has milk and it has sugar, it’s tea. All the talk about types, jasmine tea, white tea, green tea leaves me dazed. Tea is tea, and that’s that. No arguing about it.
Tea has not been demoted (like that can ever happen), it has just found a new competitor in business. If I drank 5 cups of tea before coffee came into business, I now drink 5 cups of tea and 2 cups of coffee. These are my obsessions, you see.
You know those whats-your-favorite questions? Yeah, those mean a great deal to me. I usually have answers learnt by heart. And almost always the first to ask. Today, someone asked me what was my favorite drink. Truth be told, I was at a complete loss for words. What do I say to him, Tea? That would be lying to myself. Coffee? That bitter sweet drink without which I cannot read a book anymore? I don’t know, won’t that be considered betraying tea? And then again, I’m not quite sure I like that thing to begin with.
Now, help me here, would you chose tea, or is it coffee? By the way, anything carbonated is not even in the question. Those things are in a league of their own.