My day starts with a cup of tea. I feel something is missing when I dont get it. The fresh aroma and the flavour washing away the left over sleep in my eyes and made me ready to start my day with full energy and bliss.
Even though I had learnt about the processing of tea at school, I never thought too much about it till I saw a tea plantation. I walked amidst the well shaped tea trees arranged in a step by step fashion attracting every eye who has the sense to admire beauty.
The different shades of green covering whole area in a hilly terrain with dew drops on the leaves shining brightly is a breathtaking view. I stood there looking at the mesmerising tea garden. I saw the little leaflets in light green shade which pulled me into deeper thoughts…
How painful it would have been for the mother to pull its newborn from her arms and take it away from her? Isn't it same for the tea plant as well? The newborn leaf of her's is plucked away from the mother ignoring her tears hidden by the dewdrops . Is she aware that her little babies are dried and smashed and squeezed which is further put into boiling water and consumed by people? Wouldn't it be heart breaking for her? She cried for many days bearing the pain of parting and again gave birth to a new one without realising that the fate of this one is also similar..
Chikmagalur, Karnataka state, India.
The freshness of a cup of tea
Give a kickstart to a bright day
The newborn babies plucked
From the mothers arms are dried
crushed, squeezed and pressed
It come to us in a fancy packing..
She gave birth to offsprings again
Without knowing their fate is same.