Wednesday, 16 January 2008

Caffeinated thoughts

As the season closes up, I decided on my last cup for the cold. Just the way I have it, no different. Sugarless and light.

Strangely so, the bitterness in this cup was never harsher on my palate.
My usual coffee, devoid of sugar that oddly tastes sweeter on another day, was biting bitter. The bitterness spread from my tongue and engulfed me with an aura that sensed the same.

I slowly sipped the hot toxic, feeling every bit of it, burn on my lip, the stub on my tongue, and a pre heat 180° C. Freezing this moment of the furnace down my gulp I let my thoughts run.

It didn’t make me stop. The heat just got to me. Stimulated me.

I always wondered why this stimulating bitter was so un-liked. Now, I felt it. Drawn away from the sugar this time, it was almost sympathetically similar to when a little child’s lollipop drops on to the floor and shatters in to splinters.

The craving rolled along, the caramelized desire felt me now.
Attention: Sweet tooth activation.

Something so simple, yet so complicated, a sugar-less coffee and a sugar-free life.

Well, as my mind clock ticks, it's not all sugar and spice and everything nice- Acceptance of things you can’t change, and no attempts to change things you can’t accept.

Change. We don't like it. We fear it. But we can't stop it from coming. We either adapt to change or we get left behind. It hurts to grow, everyone who tells you it doesn't is lying. But here's the truth, sometimes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. And sometimes, oh sometimes change is good. Sometimes, change is everything. - Greys Anatomy

As the coffee level drops, I preserve a memory of the cup as stained as my soul, something that will keep jabbing at my heart for sure, which I am made to reluctantly accept and wash out.

The bitter taste should soon drown in a few more sips of water. The water-works had begun well in advance, and I knew that there wouldn’t be a shortage.

0 anything but sweet nothings::