If we were having coffee…I would tell you about my new found fascination for leaves. I would tell you how I find the rain drop dripping leaves beautiful. I look at their perfect blades and their rounded curves whenever I step out and try to take lovely photographs. They might have come out as the second best choice when I could not find any flowers to click in this new place, but now they are an obsession.

If we were having coffee…you are bound to ask me how I am managing in a new city. And then I would pass you the biscuits that I made from scratch while trying out my new oven and tell you how I am loving every moment of being in a new place and soaking in all the newness.

You would comment on the chilli flakes in the biscuits and might even say that you like your biscuits sweet. I would then have to convince you that this was the only and the easiest recipe that I could try out.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you how I am fascinated by a new language. I would put on a fake accent and punctuate my conversation with the words I have learnt. You might point out that I need to know complete sentences and not just throw about random words. This would make me laugh and I would shrug nonchalantly. We would then talk about how we are attracted to foreign languages.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you all about the little lake that I am fortunate enough to live near. I would tell you how it is nearly the first thing I look at when I am up in the morning. I would talk of its varying colours that reflect the sky’s myriad moods. I would talk of the flickering evening light and how it seems to skim on the water surface. I would tell you how the water is framed by palm fronds that sway with the breeze.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you of the new perspectives that are shaping my thinking. I would tell you how exciting it is to meet new people who challenge my views of the way things should be. I would tell you that I am grateful to see another viewpoint and a glimpse of other inner worlds.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you how I feel dizzy at the endless possibilities and opportunities that I seem to find everywhere. I would tell you that it is as if the rain has washed away all the dust of uncertainty and everything is fresh. I would then hold forth about the thundering rain and the howling wind and the slants of water hitting the earth every day.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you of the different coffee brews that I am sampling these days. I would tell you of the wonderous brew that the beverage chef of the hotel would prepare, smiling his pleasure at my appreciation. I would tell you of the different brands that I encounter in the supermarket. I would tell you of the coffee I had in the train and the coffee I had at the roadside vendor. 

If we were having coffee…I would tell you how sharing coffee or a meal makes me want to talk more. I would tell you that I am transported to coffee shops where I have shared so many talks with friends and strangers. I feel so much at ease that I want to expound on my philosophy of life. Your horrified look would stop me from the expostulation, of course.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you of how I am spinning yarns and weaving tales in my mind. The stories threaten to spill out. I would tell you how different characters seem to come up to me at every place. I would tell you how I feel like stopping people on their way and asking them about their thoughts on life and their daily routine.

If we were having coffee…I would tell you how much I love our talks together.

37 thoughts on “If we were having coffee together

  1. Wonderful post and makes me wish that I could have coffee with you! 🙂 Is that picture that you posted a picture of your lake nearby. I would LOVE to have a view like that every day.
    Cheers to you for embracing living in a new city and learning a new language, that is awesome! I believe fear would have stopped me from doing that.
    Your “weaving stories” made me laugh as I thought about your comment on my post. I replied to you this morning. 🙂
    Again, great post and I enjoyed “sharing coffee” with you!

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    1. Thanks for turning up for the coffee 🙂

      Yes! That picture is of my lake. I really feel very fortunate to be living near it.

      I am loving every moment of being in this new place, having wonderful experiences. Before coming, I was apprehensive and just very unhappy to be leaving the city I had been living in and letting go of the people I had grown to love.

      Your words at that time were healing. You shared your own experiences of moving on and I mulled over them and found strength from them.

      I can’t thank you enough!


      1. Oh so very glad to know that my words helped!! You are so welcome!

        How wonderful.to live by the lake! To sit under that tree with a book and pad of paper, oh how heavenly!

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      1. I have moved twice due to my dad’s job. I have lived in North Carolina since 1997 and I have lived in Charlotte since 2002 so I have been living in a big city

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      2. I hope you see many more places and have wonderful experiences.

        How has Charlotte been different from North Carolina? Did you like the change?


      3. But I can tell you some things about Charlotte. It is actually known as the Queen City and it actually calls downtown Uptown. Because we are a big city, all of the touring productions come to Charlotte and we have two main theaters: Belk and Ovens-seen musicals at both. I love Charlotte’s greenways as well.

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      4. Ah! You are fortunate to have the theatres in Charlotte for you can indulge in your love for the musicals.

        The Greenway must be lovely for you to be inspired to write about them and to weave stories 🙂


    1. Thanks Jacqueline, for dropping in for coffee 🙂 I quite enjoyed talking about my place and yes, I am trying to live every moment mindfully and with gratitude.


  2. If we were having coffee right now, I would ask you about your new City and how you decided where to move and how you adjusted to it? If we were having coffee right now, I would tell you that you are brave to move somewhere new and start again.

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    1. I welcome you as my guest for coffee 🙂

      Over coffee, I would share my fascination for this new city. I would tell you that my husband’s job brought us here to a place that is diametrically opposite of where I spent the past few years.

      I try to see the best I can do in a place and situation and I try to stay grateful for the lovely new surprises I would miss if I were complaining and comparing.

      Thanks so much for your company 🙂

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      1. Exploring and learning about new cities is always fascinating. Even if I’m in a new place for a few days I absolutely love exploring the different markets and just walking around and not sticking to the usual touristy places.
        Enjoy your new city and all the adventures it will bring you.

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  3. Aww. It seems to me you are having an amazing time now and I’m so happy to hear that . Reading this makes me feel like teleporting on a vacation in a house by the river. Sipping coffee and reading poetry 😄

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  4. Wow! So much to talk about over coffee. I guess you would need multiple cups to tell it all. Loved that pic at the top. Your words clearly convey how much of a pleasure it’s been for you at that place.
    I was specially piqued by that “stopping people to ask their daily routine bit.” Ha ha. Imagine actually doing that. 😀

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    1. If I were to actually stop people to say hello and try to get to know of their lives, they would be surprised and pleasantly so.

      Our days are so busy and we let them be, without taking the time to connect.

      On a lighter note, yes, the coffee sessions go on for a long time. The conversation just flows.

      Thanks for joining in 🙂

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    1. Really Elisabeth, I wish that too. And then I can tell you all about myself and how I much I liked Bhopal and you can tell me about your life and work.

      Missing your poetry…


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