Days passed, she had smuggled in a pack of dust tea into their new home. After all she was a fearless woman. She would brew a sugarless black tea before he woke and wash down all signs of it quickly. But it was not the same, there was no milk and sugar in her life anymore. Toasts were a far away memory; along with a new husband, a brand new grinder had come into her life. Now she made crisp dosas and fluffy idlis to accompany the chutneys.
Her hilarious colleagues started to annoy her. She would stare vacantly at the teapot at her desk, and her eyes would fill up with unshed tears.
One day, the mechanic, he was the owner and the sole workman of his shop, was to be late coming home. It was a rainy day, and a tender mint plant was growing on her window sill. As if mesmerised, she put the kettle on boil. Sniped 2 stems of the mint and added some tea leaves, and let it all steep.
It was a bright golden brew that she poured into the glass. She settled it on the table in the verandah and went to answer the doorbell absent minded. It was the husband, apparently business was finished early. He moved to the verandah and spotted the glass of mint tea.
“Oh, this is new, what is it?” “Mint tea,” she replied, her voice uneasy. He settled down comfortably and took a sip. “Excellent, excellent, are you not going to have some?” It took her a moment to understand the words, and then she got out a second glass.
They would spend evenings after their work on the verandah, sipping golden mint tea. She was not a flighty girl, but if someone asked her, she would say that she had a match made in heaven!
Maghrebi mint tea (Arabic: الشاي aš-šāy; Moroccan Arabic: أتاي, translit. atay; Berber languages: ⴰⵜⴰⵢ atay), is a green tea prepared with spearmint leaves and sugar, traditional to the Greater Maghreb region (the northwest African countries of Morocco, Algeria, Tunisia, Libya, and Mauritania). From Wikipedia.