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Date: 08/07/2025
He made two cups of tea every morning.
One for himself. One for memory.
She never came back.
But he never stopped.
The steam curled like her laugh once—light, rising, fading.
Some habits are love letters.
Some routines are stories left unfinished.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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