The Ritual and the Rut — When Calm Turns Mechanical
Every morning, Kavya made her coffee the same way — same mug, same playlist, same silence.
It felt like calm.
But lately, the calm had turned mechanical — comfort without connection.
She stirred the cup, watching the swirl settle, wondering when a ritual becomes a rut.
Sometimes, even peace needs refreshing.
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