The tea leaves told the story - 100 Word Story



She watched him sleeping soundly, wondering whether to wake him up. She decided to let him sleep till she had her tea. 

As she entered the kitchen, the mess made her smile exasperatedly. She had left the kitchen spic and span last night. There was a pile of used tea leaves in a bowl near the sink. 

The tea leaves told her the story of her son’s late night . He gets to sleep undisturbed for a few more hours, she decided.



Written in response to the prompt 'The tea leaves told the story'

Comments

  1. Corinne Rodrigues9 January 2015 at 14:40

    Sweet! My mother always left a flask of coffee for me when I studied late! :)

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    1. Nimi Arora24 January 2015 at 00:17

      My mother would do so early in the morning, if needed. But late night tea and coffee, I would manage on my own...
      But they are such beautiful memories, Corinne, aren't they?

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  2. Tomichan Matheikal11 January 2015 at 11:25

    Very understanding mother.

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    1. Nimi Arora24 January 2015 at 00:18

      The best possible friend... an understanding mother. It is just that at times, it takes us years to appreciate what we have...

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  3. Davinder Kaur11 January 2015 at 18:02

    Only a mother can smile at the mess made by the kids

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    1. Nimi Arora24 January 2015 at 00:19

      And I think a mother can only smile at the mess that is made by her kids, not at any other mess :)

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  4. sulekkha12 January 2015 at 16:59

    When the kids leave for hostel, the mother longs for the mess they used to leave behind. Lovely post

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    1. Nimi Arora24 January 2015 at 00:20

      Thanks, Sulekkha. It is true, we do miss the kids when they go to hostel. On the other hand, they do need to learn to fly on their own...

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  5. vishalbheeroo18 January 2015 at 18:47

    haha!! I always do that at night, messing the kitchen with leaves:)
    https://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2015/01/08/100-words-on-saturday-th-tea-leaves-told-the-story/

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    1. Nimi Arora24 January 2015 at 00:20

      It's a lovely and secure feeling to have someone smiling at the mess you would make. Isn't it, Vishal?

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