When Mornings Return Us to Ourselves

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Date: 5 December 2025

Some mornings don’t arrive like alarms; they arrive like memories.
Today’s light slipped into my room with the gentleness of a long-lost friend, reminding me of days when life felt weightless. I remembered pedalling to school with friends, laughing at nothing, racing not to win but to stay beside each other. There were no responsibilities waiting on the other side of the day—only the innocent belief that the world opened up just for us.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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As adults, we rarely wake with that same softness. But a morning like this nudges the old spark awake. It tells us that even if the world has grown heavier, something inside us still knows how to feel light.

Carry that feeling today.

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