The Morning Didn’t Ask Me Anything


All rights reserved by the author — 13/01/2026


The morning didn’t ask me how I was feeling.
It just arrived.
The sky was there.
The sounds were familiar.
Time moved as it always does.
Some mornings don’t invite reflection.
They simply expect participation.
I didn’t search for meaning today.
I followed routine — brushing, walking, sitting quietly for a minute longer than usual.
There is comfort in mornings that don’t demand explanation.
They remind you that life continues even when you don’t narrate it.
If today begins without excitement, accept it.
Continuity itself is a kind of strength.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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