That infusion

There is something captivating about that drink.

Although I’m not a fan of herbal drinks, this one in specific gives me great pleasure. It does have this sentimental value and it does take me back to the first time I shared a sip of it, but then I have never shared sips (or bites) with anyone else.

But this drink is still different. Whether I’m sitting in that café within my compound on the outskirts of the city, the one in that new mall in maadi, or even that one in jumeira overlooking the Arabian gulf; it always comes with the same nostalgia. I would never drink it thinking of someone else.

It infuses into my veins and takes me right back to that seat with the panoramic view of the ancient river.

It takes me right back to her.