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22/11/2025
Evening doesn’t always enter with colour. Sometimes it just arrives, settling around you like a quiet companion.
The world slows without announcement. Street noise becomes softer, thoughts become kinder, and even the air seems to lose its sharpness.
You might find yourself pausing — not because something demands attention, but because nothing does. That pause is the gift.
A familiar tune plays somewhere in the neighbourhood. A window glows. A few words from an old memory drift back, gentler than before.
This is the hour when you don’t need to achieve or explain.
The night places its hand lightly on your shoulder and whispers,
“You’ve done enough for today. Let the rest wait.”
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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