A Conversation the Night Didn’t Ask For


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Date: 24/12/2025


I told someone tonight,
“I think I’m tired of explaining myself.”
They laughed and said,
“Then stop.”
That stayed.
Evening doesn’t want clarity.
It wants honesty without witnesses.
The chair you collapse into knows your weight.
The room doesn’t demand progress reports.
If today felt small, let it be small.
Small days pass too.
Tomorrow will ask again.
Tonight doesn’t.


Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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