02/06/2026
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“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” — Marcel Proust
A friend once told me that happiness rarely arrives with a drumbeat.
It comes quietly.
In the steam rising from a morning cup of tea.
In the neighbour who remembers your name.
In the tree that has survived another season without asking for applause.
We spend much of life searching for large moments. Promotions, celebrations, achievements and destinations. Yet, when people look back on their happiest years, they often remember something else entirely.
They remember conversations.
Shared meals.
Unexpected laughter.
The comfort of a familiar voice.
Perhaps the richest lives are not those filled with extraordinary events but those rich in noticing ordinary ones.
Today, before rushing into schedules and obligations, pause for a moment and observe something you usually overlook.
A bird on a wire.
A child asking a question.
A patch of sunlight on a wall.
The world offers small gifts every day.
Most of them arrive without wrapping paper.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Email: rajatchandrasarmah@gmail.com
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