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Date: 6 October 2025
The coffee mug had had enough. Every morning it was scalded, sipped, and slammed. Today it bubbled with rebellion. When the spoon clinked again, it growled, “I deserve a saucer-level respect!” The startled owner blinked at the talking mug. Then, half-awake, he muttered, “Fine. From tomorrow, you get brewed dignity — and a biscuit.” The mug smiled. Finally, justice was served — hot and strong.
Author: Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarma5
