I have never been to a cafe ever in my life till now mainly for two reasons, one it's fucking expensive somehow, I never allow myself to buy that expensive especially when it's a coffee. Secondly, being an introvert and a guy who hangout just with myself, a place filled with people’s always a nightmare.
Alright, but I always wanted to be seated up there and enjoy the atmosphere of a cafe. Reasons dump me off, couldn't get any far just by looking at the Menu.
Ima guy who got used to 12 rupees (0.16 cents) coffee and tea, but coffees made in restaurants and cafes are much different with high quality and a great blend. And yeah free WiFi!
I love to find any alternate if something doesnt feel good within me, likewise, I even did for this. A wide table and my rolling chair will be all set before the sunrise on my balcony. The sounds of birds chirping and cold air run downs my spine.
If my mood pleasant on a particular, I would hit the kitchen prepare my own tea or coffee with a lot of spices into it, most of the time it would a tea with cardamon, ginger, and those things which are in my nearest sight at the kitchen.
There will be times, I would hate the beginning of my day. Getting from the bed so pissed off it feels like sticking with the bed for some more time. Those days are an exception, I will drive myself out to feel the fresh air, and lovely to see people chasing their dreams others would sit on the bus depot half asleep and half awake counting on their jobs.
Such a scenic it will be, with varieties of people’s and their life. Now I would say to myself, seeing people so pissed off but yet still they wanna do it. Look at me, talking reasons to myself hiding in my whole shell of reasons.
Oh yeah! the shop arrived to get me down in a local tea shop. The takeaway of tea of coffee would cost 25 rupees (0.26 cents) and will drive me safely back home.
The beautiful balcony is ready for me, will get ready my laptop and books on the table. Fill my cup with the tea almost the whole cup. Sitting down sipping little by little, reminding myself how grateful I am for the things I have in my life.
For every sip, there will be a meaning and new process of thoughts. Read blogs meanwhile sometimes listen to a podcast, by the time the cup will be half done.
The next half would be for reading books. Hearing nothing but the sound of birds and the rustling of leaves with a cold breeze. And the moment I would grip my cup tight to make myself felt warm.
Looking around and ask the world ‘ Oh yeah it's you and me now’, who is going to win today? Of course me I say.
And that's my 1$ cafe and it's best.