After few days, today was a holiday for me. Holiday means getting up a little late, reading a favourite book but not a newspaper with tea. But today nothing happened like before. Every morning it was on my own time. Tea was also being made but I had changed my attitude a little, yes today I turned my face with tea. Tea has the same importance in my life as you think that everything is there but something is lacking. Love is a similar feeling. There is no substitute for the one who really loves. I mean do I love