Voice of a Coffee Cup!

tumblr_mruhkl3X3a1qhu7x0o1_500How many of you e’er talked over a cup of coffee in your life? I dare say, most of you – on zillions of clips, discussing zillions of affairs. What if I paint the coffee cup’s voice for a variety? Yes! You scan it aright…. THE COFFEE CUP, a frail porcelain, with a cylindric body, curvy hand grip, basking majestically on the window sill; savoring a panoramic view of the alfresco. Oh oh… what am I making? I made a commitment to loan my tongue to the cup for a limited time.

Over to coffee cup:


I am not hither for an interview so I am not carrying any CV. I am a bare coffee mug (height: 6 inches, build: cylindrical, wall thickness: 6mm, diam: 88 mm, complexion: ??????) I am aware, this is not required but FYI. All you dazzlingly beautiful women and handsome men, please do not fall in love with me conning my measures. Ladies! Pardon me. I am already betrothed to a cute little tea cup. And men, you must be knowing by now that I am a male and I am not “36-24-36”. Others, I beg off! I have not devoted any idea to it. (No umbrage intended).

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My lil tea cup hates to see this!

I am imparted a vox for an abbreviated length, hence would let you know the things that matter. Arriving flat to my likes and dislikes…………. I love balmy lips adjoining my rim, particularly the brightly lipsticked ones. I detest smoke dried and chapped lips because they veritably scathe me. More than the warmth of a hot coffee, I love being caressed by clean manicured hands. Men, do not take me wrong. I do not mind if you deal me gently, sparing your stern hands for other intent. Only I hate, you pinking me with your nasty fingers on my body wall. Do realize that I am no playfellow. I cannot abide by its jarring noise.

Talking about the deeper things, the thing that resides in me. Coffee? Nah! Coffee lodges in me but does not make me.

  1. It disappoints me to see my body wall tattooed with cartoons, quotes, weird sketches, your face, his face, her face, etc. Although I am signified for coffee, you imbibe beer, coke, whiskey and what not in disguise but that is within concavity. The quotes and weird faces on my convexity? They are seeable and readable. I just cannot fend this. My body and your nameplate on it? Just unjust! Can you ideate “Coffee Cup” etched on your body?
  2. Alike you, I as well feel. I experience a burning pain while you relish your steaming cup of coffee. I am not prompting you to renounce coffee. I am just giving my honest self to genuine eyes. Please do not entertain any guilt. I am civilized enough to understand your love for coffee. I hold no ill will of any sort. My anguish wears thin beholding the satisfactory smile dancing on your coffee kissed lips, discovering your abstruse aaaaaaahhhs and hmmmms that you make while your lips still compacted against my rim.
  3. The justest thing about me- I neither preferred my love (little teacup) and my friends (other coffee cups) based on their physical appearances nor I discriminated anyone based on their make or monetary value. I hire pride in looking thru the lens of heart. I know this is amusing you a little but I do have a heart and it beats. When in doubt, ask my little tea cup. She knows how my heart hop-skips seeing her.
  4. You call it CONFIDENTIAL sharing your dingy and dark arcana in front me. LOL. You never guessed I would be reading your closed book. I took heed your tales of love, hate and treachery but never dropped my opinion any time. I witnessed your crimsoned cheeks over the proposal and also your wept eyes over the betrayal. I mutely contained your frustration and vexation ‘cause all I wanted was you being unbothered. It never mattered to me how many times you emptied me.
  5. My biggest fear- I am scared to death when I am palmed by young and impish, arrogant teen, scorned woman and scurrilous man. They might flap down me in any moment.

Hey, what are you doing? Don’t ….don’t you dare to put me there……hey you.  No No No …not there. Not on the edges at least. Please someone help me….



My lil tea cup!

Where am I? Oh great! I am still intact and one piece. You see, my heart slumps to abysmal depths when you place me on the edges. I hate being in such states of affairs because I do not own up an insurance. Please understand that I cannot tell you “please put me safe” and hearing me is not your cup of coffee. Now, do not start editing me. I am aware of the original phrase “not my cup of tea”. I am mindful that even when I am shattered to pieces on the floor, you will not sigh for me unless I were your favorite cup. The most regretful part would be no one being there to console my weeping little tea cup.

I should slap myself tightly. Why am I sharing my poignancy with you? It’s weird to anticipate your empathy…………… your hands won’t even stretch out from the pockets to wipe your fellow being’s tears.

Enough of my life’s account because it exacts your time and forbearance. I guess, you have no time to listen to others in your busyness and it is unmanageable for you to re-learn the art of patience in your hastiness. Hence, I am better unspoken.


I am bubbling to share more and more but I fear my words falling on deaf ears. 😦


50 comments on “Voice of a Coffee Cup!

  1. Awww its so cute and touching.. just like the coffee cup was your bestest friend.


  2. sherinsk says:

    Riva along with all this we do a very sweet thing to the cup-kiss it to drink coffee right?.So it can’t quite complain right? : D

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    I loved your post about coffee. I start each day with a hot cup and a conversation.
    This post made me smile!

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  4. JuJuwe says:

    Hi, I found it finally. The comment box, just at the end of screen,haha. This is very good , at it best. Like others are saying, tomorrow I won’t look at my cup the same as today. Psst, it has three little elephants tatooed on its body hehe. Sometimes I just stare at them and enjoy their cute looks. I guess next time I can have a chit chat with my cup and the lil’ elephants on it. See what story we can tell to each other.
    All I want to say is I love your writing.

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    • beingeternal says:

      Oh Julia, Kudos………. you finally got hold of the comment box. Glad to know that your take on coffee cup has changed for good. Tell those elephants to make friends with the cup and not put more weight on it. Hold your cup, sit down along, stare, have a silent conversation, note it down and tell me the story. That would be a good going altogether. I hope, you will not forget to wear your lovely smile while having a word with your cup. It likes beautiful smiles. he he:)

      Thank you once again dear for liking my writing. I wish to stay connected with you. Just keep smiling and do not push yourself too hard. Just chill…………… go easy and the thoughts will dawn. 🙂 Take care. Reva.

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  6. viktoryarch says:

    Coffee looks so hot and tasty. But cann’t do that. A deep night in my backyard.

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  7. HEHEHE, enjoyed reading this a lot, R. And bravo for the imagination!
    This totally changed my take on mugs and cups, though. Must-be-more-careful-from-now-on. XD

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  8. Lala Rukh says:

    LOL, 36-24-36 ? Seriously ? 😛
    Well the post was highly amusing and light toned. Loved reading it. The complaints that cup had were just the tasks he was born to do… The things that are meant for him. Marked with colors he don’t like, Burnt when he wasn’t ready, emptied when he hated loneliness….. Everything seems strangely related to us, Humans. I thought it is just we, who enjoy pain. Seems like we are not alone. Coffee cups are with us 🙂 Excellent post ❤

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    • beingeternal says:

      A jumbo THANK YOU! The time and patience you invested in reading this post and coming up with this detailed and exceptionally lovely comment is highly appreciated dear. The irony is we are living beings but we never live…… we just exist. They are called non living things and are defined as not having any life but they truly live although a disguised life (this is my school of thought). I love being part of their life. 🙂

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  9. Well! Im listening. Go on..

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  10. I’ve just read the opening lines.. and want to read it at leisure before I comment. 🙂 amazing piece!!

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  11. lightthelie says:

    I highly enjoyed reading, and laughed at the end- “I guess, you have no time to listen to others in your busyness and it is unmanageable for you to re-learn the art of patience in your hastiness.” Ha! Too busy for a coffee cup. I can’t look at this cup of coffee next to me the same way now. 🙂 And it is my favorite cup… I would be devastated if it was knocked off the table! I wonder how the carpet would feel… maybe I’ll ask it.

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    • beingeternal says:

      I am cracking down in my lunar laugh reading your comment Emily dear. 🙂 Already lost imagining you talking to your carpet. he he…. Jokes apart, but I seriously feel life in all these pulseless things. The best part of them is that they dont frame any kind of prejudice. I saw my other friends being very extremely careful with their coffee cups and other things after I shared this with them few months ago. This is some forgotten conversation from my mental diary. Do ask things at your house and tell me what they have to say. 🙂

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      • lightthelie says:

        Haha well we are laughing together! Seriously love that I am able to read this at the beginning of my day. The life of a stay at home mom is filled with many conversations. With the coffee cup, laundry, dishes, etc. Also the babbles of my one year old. No idea what she tries to tell me sometimes… probably genius ideas. I’ll be on the watch today with open ears. The carpet did say they would rather me keep coffee cup on the table, but table did have some very different opinions… talk about drama!

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        • beingeternal says:

          Wow! This is something hilarious. Hey, seriously watch out for what your lil angel babbles. Who knows, what great discovery or genius idea she is hinting at……..If you ever find a clue about her extraordinary ideas pls pass down my share. Lol @ table’s opinions. I am glad we are laughing in all our seriousness. 🙂


  12. Wow, Imagination! The home of creativity 🙂

    I love the way you think about those things,
    you know if you take inanimate stuffs that way, you might as well never be lonely! 🙂

    As for me, i do the talking to myself, i dont know but there is this imaginary other ‘me’ thats like the best friend on earth, she has the solution to almost everything, In a world full of ‘If Onlys’ and ‘What Ifs’, she inspires and gives assurance 🙂 🙂
    all the smiles, yells and tears are done with her! Crazy right?? 🙂

    And its actually the reason i always tell people to look within, the answers lies inside of you! If only we could listen, you’d hear the tea cup and yourself as well 🙂

    Waiting for a glimpse of that diary of yours, i’d bet alot is to be enjoyed!
    Have fun 🙂 ❤

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    • beingeternal says:

      Thanks for the big boost and your wonderful thoughts. My apologies dear…………… I donno how your comment got into spam folder. I checked it just now. Sorry for the delayed prompt.
      “If only we could listen, you’d hear the tea cup and yourself as well” You have said it the beautiful way. I love all the smilies you have invested in the comment. The words seem full of happiness. Thank you once again for reading a page from my diary. Yes, there is a secret ocean trapped in the diary. Would flow when the time is right and shore is set. 🙂


  13. Oh, my God. This is totally amazing! “I witnessed your crimsoned cheeks over the proposal and also your wept eyes over the betrayal”… I love the way you’ve penned this down! And even though it’s just the cup speaking, I particularly felt this line: “It never mattered to me how many times you emptied me.”.. There was something about this conversation carrying tidbits of real conversations of people over coffee cups, that added to the beauty deeply.
    Seriously though, a coffee cup witnesses more joys and smiles and tears and secret phrases of love, heartbreak, and random rants of busy routines than anything else! I like how you’ve captured it all with the poor cup’s complaints.

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    • beingeternal says:

      Thank you very much dear. I appreciate your kindly reading. I am pretty glad that you got the very pulse so closely. Though many of people around me feel sick seeing me talking to tea cups, plates, tables, etc. But I do feel they have a life more real and more larger than ours. I have written many of my conversations with different things ever invented on this earth but they are just warming themselves under the blanket of my diary. They fear the crisp chills of frozen hearts and minds outside. Isn’t it amazing that the coffee cup is so generous emptying itself always to make us stay full and satisfied all the time……………. They are honest and raw and hence i love them the most.

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  14. namenews says:

    Amazing post. I love the imagination, the DEEP insight into the mind of a coffee cup. I wonder how the party scene would look like…. Muffins? Other coffee cups? Perhaps spoon, sugar, honey and cream will come?

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    • beingeternal says:

      Wow! the party set looks complete now with muffins, other coffee cups, spoon, sugar, honey and cream. I hope, all these will join in part II sooner or later. Thank you for such a beautiful idea.:)

      I appreciate your kind words and precious time. I was totally down yesterday writing this piece. I went on writing, putting myself into the coffee cup on my table. There was too much to pen down but I failed to contain everything in one piece. That is the reason @ my last gif in the post.I seriously do not know how it turned up to this.
      THANK YOU once again.

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