Author: Rajat Chandra Sarmah

An engineer by Profession. Best Emerging author of Kolkotta book carnival 24 and Golden book award for his book A SANGUINE TALE Unfolding The Life of a Project Engineer. My second book A New Dawn Adventure in the Golden years is a Amazon Best seller No #1.The short story story collection Whisper of Diverse tale and Behind the headlines , a thriller are my latest addition to my publications. A Symphony of Life , a collection of Poem is due to be released shortly .I co authored in a numbers of Anthologies

Evening Shore: Let the Waves Carry It Away

The evening felt like a shore, with the tide slowly pulling away the weight of the day. You could almost hear the waves in the breeze, steady and reassuring, as if they knew how to wash away what no longer serves you.

The sun lingered low, painting a final path of light before slipping into the horizon. Each moment grew softer, kinder. Whatever you achieved today, however far you walked, you’ve reached this place—this quiet pause between what was and what will be.

Let the evening remind you that rest is not the end of progress, but its partner. Strength is built in the balance between effort and release.

So breathe deep, let gratitude fill your chest, and allow the calm to anchor you. Tomorrow will come with new waves, but tonight, you float.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Morning Rise: The Day Awaits Your Steps

The first light crept in like a gentle whisper, touching your face with warmth. Outside, the world was just beginning to stir—the call of a distant bird, the rustle of leaves waking in the breeze.

This is the moment when anything feels possible. The day hasn’t yet taken shape; it’s waiting for you to give it meaning. Whatever yesterday carried, let it rest. Today is a clean canvas, and you hold the brush.

Walk into it with a steady heart, a clear mind, and the quiet confidence that even the smallest step forward matters. The day is yours to create.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Evening Lights: Freedom in Every Glow

As evening draped the city, the celebration didn’t fade—it shifted. Lamps and fairy lights twinkled from verandas, their glow mirrored in the eyes of those who had spent the day together in joy. The breeze still carried the scent of flowers and the echo of patriotic songs, faint but warm.

In every street, small groups lingered, sharing tea, sweets, and stories. Flags fluttered softly in the dusk, no longer in the proud stiffness of morning, but in the easy sway of contentment.

Looking up, you saw the sky—dark yet scattered with quiet stars—reminding you that freedom isn’t only about grand speeches or parades. It’s in the right to gather, to speak, to dream, and to belong.

And as the last lamp was lit, you felt it deep within: Independence is not a single day in the calendar—it’s the gentle, everyday light that guides us home.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Morning Freedom: The Sky Wears Our Colours

The morning light broke gently, but there was something different in the air—brighter, lighter, almost celebratory. From rooftops and balconies, the tricolour unfurled, catching the breeze as if eager to dance. Somewhere in the distance, a drumbeat echoed, joined by the laughter of children dressed in white, green, and saffron.

You paused for a moment, breathing in the scent of fresh marigolds strung for garlands, feeling the quiet pride that comes from knowing this day belongs to everyone.

Today is more than a date—it’s a reminder of journeys made, struggles overcome, and the freedom to greet each sunrise with hope.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Evening Courtyard: The Heart of Home

As the day leaned into evening, the courtyard came alive in its own unhurried way. A clay lamp flickered in one corner, its glow dancing against the cool walls. Somewhere nearby, the smell of fresh rotis drifted through the air, warm and inviting.

You sat on the old wooden bench, feeling the stones under your feet still warm from the day’s sun. The world outside might be rushing on, but here, time stretched like a soft hammock—holding you gently in its sway. Evening had turned the courtyard into more than a place; it had made it a feeling.

Children traced chalk lines on the ground, playing games older than their grandparents. Laughter skipped across the space, mingling with the coo of a pigeon settling in for the night. The sky above deepened from amber to violet, as if it too was finding its way toward rest.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Morning Mist: A Gentle Invitation

The morning wore a thin veil of mist, softening the edges of everything it touched. Trees stood like quiet sentinels, their leaves glistening with dew, while the air held a cool sweetness that felt almost like a blessing.

You paused at the window, watching the light slowly push through the pale haze. It wasn’t a morning that demanded you hurry—it was one that asked you to linger, to savour. Somewhere, a bicycle bell rang in the distance, carrying the simple music of a new day beginning.

And in that stillness, you felt it—the quiet assurance that today could be shaped gently, one peaceful step at a time.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Evening Path: Where the Day Unwinds

The sun was slipping away when you decided to take the long way home. The path curved lazily between fields, where crickets had already started their evening song. In the distance, a farmer waved before disappearing behind rows of tall, swaying crops.

The air smelled faintly of jasmine, sweet and calming. Each step felt lighter, as though the day’s weight had quietly dropped off somewhere along the road. You passed a little tea stall, its kettle whistling cheerfully, and the owner gave you a smile that warmed more than the tea ever could.

By the time the first stars blinked awake, you realised the walk had done more than take you home—it had untangled your thoughts, replacing them with a simple joy that only quiet roads and soft evenings seem to bring.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Morning Breeze: A Quiet Beginning

Somewhere, a sparrow hopped along the fence, tilting its head as if curious about your first steps into the morning. You didn’t need coffee yet—the air itself felt like a sip of energy. And for a moment, you realised this was all you truly needed: a calm start, a deep breath, and the soft certainty that life always renews itself.

The morning began with a gentle rustle of leaves outside the window. A cool breeze wandered in, carrying with it the faint scent of wet earth from last night’s rain. The world felt freshly washed, as though it had been quietly prepared for your arrival into the day.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Evening Lanterns: The Sky’s Gentle Gift

By the time evening came, the street was bathed in a golden haze. Children’s laughter drifted from somewhere unseen, weaving through the warm air like a playful song. The day’s noise had quietened, replaced by softer sounds—distant footsteps, the rustle of a curtain, the faint chime of a bicycle bell.

As the sun slipped lower, clouds caught its glow and held it for just a while longer, as though they couldn’t bear to let it go. The breeze turned cooler, brushing past you like an old friend, and in the corner of the street, paper lanterns began to glow—small pockets of light against the growing blue.

It was a reminder that beauty doesn’t shout; it appears in quiet, unhurried ways. You stood there, letting the moment wrap around you, knowing that the simplest scenes often stay the longest in the heart.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

Evening Glow: The Gentle Return Home

Evening arrives like a friend who knows exactly how to calm you. The sun’s golden touch lingers over rooftops, fading slowly into shades of lavender and soft blue. It’s the kind of light that makes you pause, breathe deeper, and feel quietly thankful.

The day’s weight begins to slide off your shoulders, replaced by the easy comfort of knowing you made it through. Even the smallest wins—finishing a task, sharing a laugh, or simply showing up—now seem to shine in this forgiving light.

Listen to the world slow down: the gentle hum of life softening, the breeze brushing past like a promise that tomorrow will bring new chances. This is your moment to rest, to smile inwardly, and to let peace settle deep within. Evening has brought you home, in more ways than one.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah

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