Today started with a headache that just refused to leave. You know that kind not sharp, not dramatic, just this constant dull pressure behind your eyes that sits there all day like an uninvited guest. I tried everything. Water, rest, lying down, sitting up. Nothing worked. And then I looked outside and the whole sky had turned grey, the wind was going crazy and it felt weirdly cold for summer.
Thatโs when I decided. I need to get out.
I was the one who made the plan actually. My idea, start to finish. Letโs go on a rickshaw, feel the wind, roam around a little and then sit somewhere warm and have coffee. Thatโs it. No big plans, no agenda. Just me and my headache needing some air desperately.
And honestly? The rickshaw alone was half the cure. Something about that open air, the wind hitting your face, the city moving around you โ my head started feeling lighter almost immediately. No medicine did that. Just the wind.
The first sip of coffee was just perfect. So warm, so good. The vibe of the place matched the evening perfectly brick walls, warm lighting, big leather chairs, Crimson Cup frames all over the wall. The kind of place that feels like it was made for exactly this kind of rainy evening.
Now. Here is where I need to be honest about something ๐
My order was the chocolate cake. That was my plan. Niaz my husband ordered the hot coffee. His name was written right there on the cup in black marker. Very official. Very his.
But the coffee smelled SO good when it arrived. That warm strong smell, the steam coming up and I had been craving coffee all day because of my headache. I just leaned over and took one sip. Just one. To taste it.
And then maybe a few more sips after that.
Okay look. I donโt have an exact number ๐
But by the end of the evening Niaz had significantly less coffee than he ordered and I am not going to apologize for it because those sips were genuinely the most refreshing thing I have tasted in weeks. My headache started melting away almost from that very first stolen sip. I fully believe it was the coffee that fixed me. Niaz can disagree but he would be wrong.
And the cake โ oh the cake was incredible. Dark chocolate, three thick layers, chocolate mousse filling, that perfect shiny coating on the outside. Rich and slightly bitter and so smooth. I ate it slowly because it deserved to be eaten slowly. No regrets. Zero.
We sat there while the rain got heavier outside. Just talking, nothing important the kind of conversation you have when you are full and warm and comfortable and there is nowhere you need to be. I took pictures of everything โ the coffee cup with his name on it, the cake, the walls, the little details of the place. It just felt like an evening worth remembering.
The headache? Completely gone by the time we left. Whether it was the rickshaw wind, the stolen coffee, or the chocolate cake โ Iโll never know. Probably all three ๐
On the way home we stopped for plants. I had already been planning this for a while โ my balcony needed new life and today felt like the right day.
I picked up two bromeliads with these vivid orange-red flowers and hung them from the balcony railing. At night with the city lights behind them they look absolutely stunning. Like two little flames just hanging there quietly.
Then on the floor I arranged a money plant, a jasmine with tiny white buds already forming, and a monstera adansoni with those beautiful holey leaves. Iโm most excited about the jasmine honestly. Once those buds open the whole balcony is going to smell like nighttime and flowers and everything good. Iโm already waiting for it.
Tomorrow I will properly reorganize everything and arrange them nicely โ today I just kept them as they are because itโs already late and I am tired. The good kind of tired though. The kind that comes from actually going outside, doing things, breathing real air instead of just surviving indoors.
Today started badly because of that stubborn uninvited guest called headache โ but it ended so perfectly. Good coffee, incredible cake, rain outside, new plants waiting on my balcony and a really nice evening with my hubby. ๐ธ
Bye bye headache. Donโt come back ๐