...I'm not a big drinker...

As I sat at home last evening, doing what I usually do..nothing..I had the craving for a frappuccino...not the usual icy mocha or vanilla latte topped with indulgent cream..but something smooth..something divine..something..hmm sinful..something in which the ingredients were more than just caffeine and lactose based...something that breathed ..errmm the essence of the ULTIMATE frappuccino..something with a little alcohol..maybe..
So off I went, like an insecure teenager, not sure where I was headed and what would come out of it..would I make a new discovery or just return home as thristy as ever..
I must have walked past half a dozen houses and another half a dozen lanes..when I landed in this nook..and the most brilliant earthen and faded feel was what it dissipated..small yet inviting, old yet tasteful, and had this quaint look about it..
There were noises..amidst calm music..fusion I suppose, since everything soothing these days is related to either hare rama hare krishna or indian fusion..there were people..not too many..the perfect number..well perfect is a relative word, so they were the perfect for me..then there were books, not the usual ones on philosphy but junk! like magazines, ridiculous ideas on how to deal with weight problems(which never work and everyone who reads it knows that!),the tabloids, the books written by people who feel they have seen the world but the obly reason that book is selling is coz people need to laugh at others failures,a few comics..torn and tattered showing that they were the most sought after in that place by anyone with a little level of intellect! of course I can't forget to mention the motif covered wall corners and the curtains, I think thats what they were, or maybe just old rags to cover portions of the un-varnished walls..anyway they looked like curtains..with zari borders and the works..you get the idea!
Deep on one end were the engulfing couches..with their arms spread wide, plush and bright, calling out to even the most rested person and spelling S-L-E-E-P...sleep with a paper..sleep without a care..sleep and forget to pay the bill..sleep overnight (and you will be locked in)..sleep on it! and stuff like that...well they were inviting...and sadly occupied..by none other that a rip van winkle who seemed to have been there for days judging from the numerous notes and tea cups around him..well I can't be sure but I was in the mood to be judgemental..after all I wanted that couch!
Well, in any case I was staying..maybe this would give me my dream drink..the very drink to end the search for all drinks..the perfect blend of addiction and aroma..the very mother and father of drinks..ohk I was getting carried away..back to reality..so I perched myself on one of the other not-so-comfortable chairs (frankly it was but I refused to acknowledge it in front of the couch!)..and waited..not sure what I was waiting for..maybe the menu? maybe for company? maybe for the couch..errm ok I shall stop with the couch now..
I must have been there around one hour..still drinkless..looking and soaking up the atmosphere, eavesdropping, turning the pages of some magazine( but not reading it..after all I was eavesdropping!)..when I decided to order(phew..yes the story will finish soon)..walking up to the wooden counter I sifted the menu..and there it was! The picture itself enthralled me!(so you can just imagine what the drink must have done later..nah I'm not going into details..)..this was it..was it a frappuccino? Not sure but I had to have it..so I ordered one..and it arrived on my table rather quickly, or maybe I was too busy listening to the couple on the next table and lost track of time..anyhow i was finally doing what I had set out for! One sip..relief..second sip..sensational..third sip..heaven..fourth sip..well almost over..I take big sips!
Slowly it seeped in..and I enjoyed every moment of it. Happy, brimming with sateity and grinning from ear to ear on my victory I headed home..I felt the sense of being out and about in the world..sense of an adult now..sense of finding my own way back to sanity..and then a sudden sense that arises from greed...sense of having over speculated my desire of a frappuccino..sense of..errr..discomfort..
2 litres...2 full litres..of a full-bodied word-wrapped trinket-clad fashion drink -"Just 4 drops of Spring break"..who was I kidding??..in 4 sips!..I had outdone myself..whoever thought of that misguiding name!!?!
..needless to say I called in sick at work today..