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containers with which he cooled the tea and worked up
froth on top. “This is how I like my tea.” Said Guruji. He
then poured it into glasses and made us drink it.
“Sukhmani, Tell me if you have ever had better tasting
tea anywhere else.” As I took a sip, I was actually
surprised to know that the tea tasted perfect. It was
neither too sweet, as I thought it would be, nor was it
too strong. “Guruji, this tea is just perfect!” I sheepishly
admitted. “Good, now that you know how to make it,
Sukhi Aunty, you will make my tea and Sukhmani, you
will make tea for my sangat.” I nearly dropped my glass
of tea on hearing this, and Guruji gave me a look, that
meant 'It's an order!'

Well what can I say about my first day in the
kitchen? I too took two handfuls of tea leaves out on a
plate and measured them with spoons, now that I had
a number; I did the same with the rest of the
ingredients. I made pots full of tea each day in
Jalandhar as well as in Chandigarh, and my
measurements worked out to be just perfect. Making
tea now seemed to be a piece of cake until one day
Guruji asked me to make just two glasses of tea. How
does one make tea for just two people? What about the
measurements? No one told me how much of what goes
into making two glasses? As my mind went from one
question to another, Guruji sent word from inside to
hurry up. Not wanting to take a chance I decided to
stick to what I knew best, a pot full of tea!

“Guruji is calling you inside.” Someone was sent

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