Sunday, July 20, 2014


So today's about chai. For those of you who don’t know what chai is, I thought I would define it for you guys until I searched for a definition on the urban dictionary. I wasn’t more surprised to learn that chai is a common word for milk tea with a little Indian spice in the US. I’m not sure if they do call it chai in the US but that’s exactly what chai is. My mom made some for us a while ago. Personally, I don’t quite feel that there exists any other chai in the world that’s got anything on my mum’s chai. I mean it’s the best, which made me wander, how can somebody judge for the best chai in the world.

So with little sips of the beautiful chai, I had a little flashback to a few years ago when we were driving back from a vacation which ended because of me getting chicken poxed. I was just waiting for my home to appear out of nowhere with a dead stare on the never ending road when my uncle ordered to stop the car because he wanted to taste the chai of the dhaba he heard of. He claimed though, that they served the best chai of in the whole northern India. So how do you really judge for the best chai?

See everyone has their own taste. Where I’m from, people are really sensitive with their chai. Here in India, any professional chai-wala has to face more critics than compliments. Some like it strong, some have a lighter taste. Some want it to be sweeter; some go for the “less is more” thing. I like strong and sweet. According to me, the perfect chai doesn’t exist. A heaven for one may be a hell for another. I know some people might find the topic weird. Since I’ve started this blog, I’ve been writing stuff about life, motivation, mostly courage, which has attracted most of the visitors I have today. But that’s what I do I’m a thinker. I like wandering.. And there’s a reason I chose this topic to write on. It’s that this discussion about the perfect chai I had in my head lead me to a pretty neat conclusion.

Some things in life cannot be held to judgement for perfection, for their perfection can only be seen without judging them. Seeing the beauty of effort they made to present us with something, I think it’s enough that we are able to generate a feeling of gratitude and respect for them. 

“If we do not find anything very pleasant, at least we shall find something new.” -Voltaire.