Uncle Albert
Uncle Albert and I used to share a cup of tea... We watched through rising steam as the odour of his tobacco soaked moustache mixed with the scent of mint tea. We talked about numerous topics.
From possibilities to hit the correct wave before it decides to be a particle to laws of life vectors...
One day like this, I understood the significance of putting some honey into the tea and not stirring it. When you are thirsty, tea looks so delicious. Just a few sips and the thirst goes away. After that, even the last drops of tea and honey are savoured.