cup of espresso

Cup of espresso
A lmost half inch of crèma on top I lowly poor steamed milk over it in my cup and yes it tastes perfect.
As I was sipping my espresso all this was far from my mind I was enjoying the moment life living it for a change I was in the Zen of drinking my cup of espresso. Really didn't care who thought of what I was doing whether it was kosher halal or haram , didn't care about the past or the future. Just enjoying my cup of coffee or a cup of macchiato now that I'm labeled westerner I was drinking as if it was my last cup.

If those fanatics want to label me a westernized let it be so , however lets remind them things they label western like coffee, has its roots and origins here long before we were banned by Savafid rulers on us thru their barbaric intimidation, first closing coffee houses which to this day are called ghahvehkhooneh with one difference they only serve tea!!!
Or the tie they despise as signature of being westernized is actually derived from Muslim Croat regiment during crusade who wore a similar scarf to tie in time of battle. Since then gradually this tie or Cravat became a part of western attire.
Simple pleasures of life, it’s a cup of espresso after 8 months of not drinking good coffee it's bliss.
You only value things only in their absence, thinking how many cups of coffee I didn't enjoy, how I silenced my emotions my joy, cause of something which at the moment I thought was more important. Come to think of it I didn't appreciate people in my life either some how the cause or resistance as we used to call it was of more importance meanwhile we lost sight of real human emotions. We became people who couldn't really connect with the world around us.