Happiness is ‘Sipping Kullard Chai on cold winter evenings’.
I remember those days when I used to make trips to Rajasthan by train. Somewhere at the stations, on cold winter early mornings; we used to drink hot tea in kullard (clay cups). It had its unique taste, maybe it was the clay or was it spices, I am not sure, but the memory of that tea lingered on for days.
That memory came alive during my recent trip to Jaipur. At the wedding celebration, the chaiwallah stood there, dressed up in traditional ethnic clothes, in the open lawn; with pot of tea steaming over the bed of coals and it was served to all in clay cups.
Was the taste same?
I am not sure. But the idea of having tea in clay cups on cold winter evenings did stir up the magical emotions.
One more reason to believe that going to Jaipur to experience and revive my childhood memories was all worth it.