The city hums in the background—rickshaws weaving through winding lanes, the distant ring of a cycle bell, and the laughter of friends huddled over a roadside stall. The air is thick with the familiar scent of kadak chai—steam curling from a small glass, infused with ginger’s zest, cardamom’s sweet spice, and cinnamon’s warm embrace. This is a moment suspended in time, a ritual
