As a South Indian, I am pre disposed to waking up early in the morning. I love to catch a glimpse of the rising sun. Mornings are always good.. There is an extra affinity for the kitchen in the mornings as it lets me make my morning coffee. Making the day’s first mug of coffee is always a great pleasure. The milk is piping hot, decoction fresh and thick, the kitchen clean and tidy.

Milk is delivered by the milkman at my doorstep. Fresh decoction drops down into the lower chamber of the coffee filter, making me smile within as I know my coffee will soon be ready. The coffee making activity in the morning has its own process that I diligently follow. The saucepot is drawn out of its designated area with a great sense of joy. Milk packet is cut open and just the right amount of milk needed is added into the pot. 2 teaspoons of sugar goes next. Once the milk boils, in goes the strong decoction (actually every time there is an extra dose of decoction). Once I see the steam I know my coffee is ready.

Out comes a large mug that looks more like a soup bowl. I pour my coffee into it and head to my balcony. I wouldn’t want to miss the sunrise. Beams of sunshine hit my face. It feels amazing. The next thing I love to do is to ensure the aroma of the filter coffee allows my senses to wake up and get ready for the day ahead.

Sip by sip I enjoy my coffee in the balcony. The attachment and love for my mug of strong filter coffee only increases as time passes