The kitchen story
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you were the owner of a cafe, and I was your barista.
Yes.
I would surely wait the tables.
But in life-never.
Never if you hadn't waited for me.
And no- i'm not talking about tables here.
Because the tables have now turned, as you can see.-
Coffee/Cafe /Barista
A place where coffee artists
play,
making brew of flavour and art
creating amazing timeless display.
As I, try to write one.
And people all around too,
some on the making with their mates.
Some make memories,
with their dates,
all painting inside their heads.
"Cafe is place where masterpiece
are made....
memories, poetry, love & its stories,
all are connected to coffee."-
जब भी कुछ छूटने लगता है हांथो से
वो मंज़र याद आ जाता है
जब तुम चले गये थे मेरी ज़िंदगी से...-
Ped’ kay neeche ka Aaram
Aalishaan bistaro’ pe nahi milta
Kulhadd ki chai ka maza
Starbucks ya baristo’ mein nahi milta
-
today's coffee was special
But something was changed
Is it the sign of something new
Or something we called love-
कटी कलाई ये तन्हाई की जो,
भल-भला कर इश्क़ रिस्ता रहा..
शरारतें तो ज़िन्दगी ने की ,
मैं तो भला फरिश्ता रहा..
पकड़ गिरेबान है पूछे ये ज़मीर मुझसे,
हो न उसका सका तो तू अब किसका रहा..
चुस्कियां तो चाय की साथ लेनी थी,
क्या C.C.D , क्या Barista रहा..-
Are you a Barista, for your words and coffee are perfectly brewed.
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"I'll fall in love with the Barista"
She said.
He made her coffee in the morning
And smiled warmly too.
A temporary fix to a forever problem.-