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03 August 2025
There’s something sacred about the first sip of tea when the world slows down. Not the hurried morning gulp, but the one that comes later—when the chores are done, the light is soft, and the noise has stepped outside for a while. You hold the cup, feel its warmth seep into your hands, and suddenly, the day feels kinder.
In that moment, you’re not racing time. You’re just here—breathing, watching, being. Maybe the wind rustles the curtains. Maybe a bird calls and no one answers. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that you allowed yourself this pause.
We often chase peace in big places, grand gestures. But sometimes, it hides in plain sight—in a quiet cup, a gentle breath, a few undemanding minutes.
Make room for it. Again and again.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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