My Saturday Mornings

If you would ask me to pick between sleeping in on a Saturday morning skipping breakfast or roam around the streets looking for some hot chai and steaming poha, I would definitely pick the second one. I am more of a local-food-explorer-chai-savoring kinda person. Tell me what can get more interesting than the chaiwala asking " बहुत दिनो से दिखे नही मैडम??"😆 and this is when I realize the inseparable bond I have with CHAI and there is definitely some positivi-tea offered in every sip of that cute cutting chai glass💕.

This has undoubtedly become my routine every Saturday morning. Let me tell you'll, it is these little things that bring more joy and will keep your spirits up and high all the time🤗

So go out, walk around and find some chai or anything you love to explore. Just get going. Maybe this is not the best thing you would wanna do on a Saturday morning but trust me you'll end up all chirpy and cheerful.

Happy chai-ing folks!!!😚

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