A lot can happen over a coffee.
A beautiful catch line but nothing interesting or note worthy happened over the mug of coffee all these years. It’s true I love coffee, rich coffees.
Chocolates, coffee, men...somethings are always better rich, but while I still think straight I have given up them..not yet totally but almost. So a few days ago when I agreed to meet this beautiful lady at CCD, coffee wasn’t any important reason. I was trying to come out of my cell/self and ready to shake hands with or hug people.
So what do you do in a coffee shop? You obviously have coffee, you date, you pass some time, you do many things over a coffee I guess, if we really believe in the marketing jingo.
I and she talked. Perhaps initially with a well-hidden awkwardness but soon thoughts and words found channels that paved their way within. Later that night I delved on relationships. And saw that there are so many of the kinds. A complete rainbow; each varied and of different hue but each talking of some emotions, some thread which binds us all, some hope. Relationships that open you up to something new and exotic, spurring you for an untried venture, area, where you go with an open mind...ready to enjoy the lust for life or ready to be vulnerable enough. Relationships that are old and familiar and you feel instantly at home. Relationships that bring up lots of questions, making you answer with favourable answers or quiver inside seeking answers and relationships that bring you somewhere unexpected. Some bring you far from where you started, and some bring you back.
But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself and your own life. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, and love the life you love to live, wow then, it’s just fabulous.
A lot does happen over a mug coffee. If not elsewhere, in your own self.