My fortune on walls of a cup

It's such an amusing thing to observe, and see how eyes of participants twinkle with eagerness to know. What could the residues of my finely grind coffee in my beige or white cup be drawing? What paths they will take and form for me? Will they form a husband? A shape of a baby? An enemy in the shape of a snake?

I, for myself hardly believe it. But I don't see harm in practising it. Plus it makes people talk. What's funny is that my friend Amino mentioned it in one of her latest posts. But of course, she did it in a hell more poetic way.