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13 August 2025
The sun was slipping away when you decided to take the long way home. The path curved lazily between fields, where crickets had already started their evening song. In the distance, a farmer waved before disappearing behind rows of tall, swaying crops.
The air smelled faintly of jasmine, sweet and calming. Each step felt lighter, as though the day’s weight had quietly dropped off somewhere along the road. You passed a little tea stall, its kettle whistling cheerfully, and the owner gave you a smile that warmed more than the tea ever could.
By the time the first stars blinked awake, you realised the walk had done more than take you home—it had untangled your thoughts, replacing them with a simple joy that only quiet roads and soft evenings seem to bring.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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