the glass windows sweated with chilled vapors. it was snowing outside an hour ago, and as the train caught up more with the tracks, all that was left of the snow was on the windows. it was tempting to spiral our names on the dripping water. a touch of cold. even the tracks prayed for the wheels to friction over and feel the warmth.

for the first time, a heater or a bonfire made more sense than a cooler. morning broke but the first rays were still a little distant. the speeding snake was whistling through and if not for the closed hazy windows, the wind would be throwing ice cubes at us.

then She entered the bogie and all eyes were on her. escorted by an elderly man, she was damn hot and cherished for. phew! how could she be, for such a long time in a hostile and chilly environment was the question. she was a fine mix of qualities and complexion and just had the perfect sweetness to her voice. these characteristics were independent of her nativity.

i stopped fiddling with the glasses. i looked at her and was pondering.

have you ever noticed that people have to queue up for her. even women cannot deny the addictive attraction. eyes light up, purpose of the day is set in motion because of her.

the morning and evening for many, she sets the tone for the day. the primary reason, why men are a little more awake in their lifetime and more so when darkness sets in. she has the purity of a cow, the sweetness of sugarcane and the freshness, fragrance and stimulant of finely picked lush-green and watery leaves.

my thoughts returned to the present and i could see the shivering beings, waiting to have a glimpse of her warmth.

some time elapsed, and the hands finally gripped her. ah! the exciting feeling, the titillation. she was close and personal and the lips had the privilege of first touch on her.

never thought Coffee had so much to offer.

it’s amazing how ‘hot coffee is so cool‘ and ‘cold café is so hot‘.
so just SIP ON & ENJOY!