Darjeeling and it’s early April. The cold weather
has receded, at least for now, and Chowrasta, the town’s “square” which sits on
top of the ridge is bathed in warm hazy sunshine. It is busy, there are many
visitors, some foreign, but many travelling up from the oppressive increasing heat
of the plains and together with the locals they occupy the benches which line
the square. “Square” is something of a politeness as it is an irregular roughly
rectangular space but it is much loved by the townspeople and a thoroughfare
for many. It also has the singular benefit of being traffic free and the main
noise is the hum of voices or the occasional clopping of horse hoofs as the
ponies carry children and sometimes adults on pleasure rides around Observatory
Hill.
Today the mountains are invisible and hidden by the
mist, so attention is concentrated on events in the square: the children as
they cross it on the way home from school, the chai wallah as he does his
rounds, the changing of places on benches as the sitters tire and move on – and
the small shops around part of the perimeter. These are mainly old buildings,
remnants perhaps from Raj days, and they include within their number new
additions: tea shops. Passing by, the signs are appearing in their windows –
“First flush now in” – an open invitation to enter and taste.
It is still early season and to date there are only
five teas. Three are high end whilst the rest are described as decent teas. We
go for one of the high end ones from Barnesbeg, a lovely tea garden a few
thousand feet below Darjeeling. First the tea must be smelt, cold and in the
caddy or else a small amount of tea leaves warmed and swirled around in cupped
hands. The ritual brewing takes place and the tea leaves then separated from
the tea which comes in a clear pot, light and golden. The bouquet of the leaves
is presented separately for a further experiencing by the nose. We are told the
first sip of our tea is delicious, light and floral, but it induces a desire for
the next sip and then the next and the experience changes as the tea cools.
First flush Darjeeling is indeed the champagne of teas!
Marilyn Adams
Chairperson
Darjeeling Children’s Trust








