Chai garam (hot cup of tea)

Intermittent showers of sunlight were of no help at Jalori pass. Screaming and biting wind threatened to embrittle our frames and shatter like shards of glass.
This man at the dhaba (a road side place for basic food) was a messiah putting God into glass of tea.
But it was so cold
that tea
by the time it filled the glass
was already c(old) !