Cutting-Chai follows a small moment in a regular morning. Two strangers stop at a stall, share tea, talk a little, and sit through a few stretches of silence. Nothing dramatic happens, yet something quiet hangs in the air.
The piece moves through simple details and passing thoughts. It hints at shifts that are easy to miss while they are happening. A cup cools, the city keeps moving, and the moment fades before anyone names it.
What it means is left open.
A moment of connection, born out of routine, reminding us that sameness is only the surface—Underneath, everything flows.
