Date: 03/10/2025
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Evenings are not measured in hours but in sighs. You find your chair, the one molded by time to your shape, and let the world shrink to the size of a cup. A page from a half-read book waits; the breeze lifts the curtain just enough to remind you that the day is done. No hurry, no noise — just the simple rhythm of being still. The chair holds you, the silence heals you, and you remember: rest is not idleness, it’s renewal.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
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