I remember me who would not touch a black tea. This was back when I was a dumb kid (Well I am not a kid anymore am I!). For me, tea meant only the one with milk, water, sugar, and tea leaves of course. And I needed a glassful of it at least twice a day. If for some reason, we had run out of milk, I would simply skip having tea that day. Whenever my parents offered me black tea, I would staunchly refuse. Years passed, and I was duly introduced to the intoxication of the black tea. I had just joined TKMCE, and Parvathi dragged me to this lovely chechi used to sell tea and snacks. I remember hesitatingly taking a sip of lime tea, and falling in love with it almost instantly. More days, more tea. A couple of years passed, and I found myself at Trivandrum with work commitments. Lured by the promise of delicious mutton dishes, I made a solo visit to Rajila Hotel. With the finger-licking good offerings, they only had their trademark mint-lime sulaimani to wash it all down. It was the f
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