So much can happen over a cup of chai. In Calcutta, the evening adda will be incomplete without chai. Discussions about politics and football at the corners of the lanes and by lanes in the city wouldn't even start without a cup of chai in the hand. And at my home, any morning will never be a 'good' morning unless we have sipped the bed tea. Honestly, I simply cannot start functioning until I have had my dose of 'kadak chai'. This ordinary humble beverage in India, is almost indispensable for many.
If I can recollect correctly, I started drinking tea when I was in the 11th standard. Before that, my mother plainly did not allow me. My father loved tea and would order the finest tea through his friends working for the Tea Board of India. He used to tell me to wait a little longer and then I would be joining him for his morning tea. I so looked forward to that. My fixation on tea started since then, I suppose.