He brewed so many coffees and cashed innumerable bills. Yet, he never owned a brewing machine. He was a waiter, more like a lover of a drink with Chinese origins. A steamer was sitting on his wishlist for quite some time now. As his thoughts danced on the aroma of the coffee, he went out for a break. He counted the drip-feed of his savings. Yes, it was enough. On his tea break, as he said, “Bhatia, Ek masala chai dena”, his order for a steamer was a success.