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Date: 13 November 2025
There is a hush that arrives before the city remembers to move. Windows hold a dim patience; the pavement keeps the memory of night’s cool. In that small, luminous hour, the world feels very young — and we, for once, are only guests. This is not a time for grand plans, but for gathering slight things: a steady breath, the shape of a forgotten hope, the warmth that lives beneath panic. When we meet the day this way, we do not force brightness into being; we allow it to emerge around what already glows inside us. Let the morning be a gentle audit of the heart — what’s tender, what needs tending — and then step out: not hurried, but ready. The smallest decisions taken with attention often change the day more than the largest intentions made in haste.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
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