When the Sky Sits Down to Rest

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31 July 2025

There’s a moment in the evening — just after the birds have finished their last arguments and before the streetlights fully commit — when the sky seems to sit down and rest. The colours blur, like an old painting washed in gentle tears. It’s not sadness. It’s softness. A quiet sigh at the end of a loud day.

You don’t need music then. Or coffee. Or anyone to ask how your day was. You just need that little pause when nothing demands your attention. The phone is silent. The ceiling fan hums like a lullaby. Even your thoughts slow down, as if they’ve been walking too long and finally found a bench.

Let it be enough today — not to conquer, not to create, not to figure anything out. Just to be. Even for ten minutes.

Because sometimes, peace doesn’t come in answers. It comes in stillness.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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