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20/12/2025
Morning has a strange honesty.
Your phone is still quiet. The world hasn’t started asking yet.
For a few minutes, you belong to yourself.
I remember mornings when nothing was urgent.
No plans. No pressure.
Just a window, a sky doing its own thing, and time moving slowly.
Life later taught us speed.
Deadlines. Noise. Explanation.
But mornings still try — every day — to bring us back.
Not with advice.
Not with motivation posters.
Just with a simple question:
How do you want to enter today?
Some days, that answer is silence.
And that is enough.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
