13
Mar
14

tea…

She hated her job as a tea taster. She hated the raw, wriggling taste and the strong odour, colour of the tea. However, she was compelled to drink every cup. One day while attending a tea party at a friends’ house, she was drawn to an aroma. Aroma that was so divine. She closed her eyes and enjoyed every moment of it, thinking of all the beautiful smell of heaven and earth. Suddenly she was jerked from her thoughts. A waiter stood in front of her with a tray.” Madam, Can I interest in some fine flavoured tea?”

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