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Date: 17/11/25

Some mornings arrive with a gentle sunrise. Others arrive like a mischievous universe tapping your head and saying, “Up, up — your life is waiting, don’t pretend you’re busy sleeping.” Today feels like the second kind.
You know that moment when you tell yourself you’ll wake up early… and your alarm laughs louder than you do? Yes — that comedy show. But here’s the secret: the day doesn’t ask for perfection. It only asks for presence. One honest step, one small courage, one smile. And if the world still feels heavy, crack a joke at your own seriousness. It lightens everything.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 16/11/25

Evenings in Iceland feel like a gentle contradiction. The air is cold, but somewhere below your feet, the earth hums with warmth. Steam rises in thin ribbons, as if the land is exhaling after a long day. This is a country that teaches balance — darkness beside light, winter beside fire, stillness beside strength.
As you settle into your own night, carry a little of that Icelandic lesson. Let warmth rise quietly through whatever feels frozen inside you. There is always a glow beneath the cold, waiting for you to notice.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 16/11/25

Ask an Icelander what makes them quietly proud, and many will point toward Jökulsárlón — the glacier lagoon where ice becomes poetry. Blocks of blue, older than memory, break from Breiðamerkurjökull and drift slowly across a mirror-like lagoon. The sound is gentle, a soft cracking that feels like time adjusting its breath.

Visitors see beauty. Icelanders see something deeper — resilience. Each iceberg carries centuries of storms, seasons, and silent patience. To stand there is to feel the weight of time held lightly. The light moves differently on that water, almost as if honouring what survived long enough to glow.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 16/11/25

There are places where the sky feels lighter, almost as if it remembers something we have forgotten. Iceland is one such whisper on the map — a land where cold air carries a strange warmth of clarity. This morning, imagine standing beside a quiet stretch of snow, the world stripped of hurry, the colours sharper, the mind calmer. In that silence, thoughts fall into their true places. Nothing demands; everything simply is.
Sometimes, peace is not an escape. It is a return — to a part of ourselves that still listens.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 15 November 2025

Evenings have a strange gift: they slow down the world just enough for us to hear ourselves again. The sky fades, the noise thins, and the day’s difficult moments lose their sharpness. This isn’t escape — it’s clarity arriving in softer clothing. Sit with this hour gently. Notice how the breeze carries away the arguments you never spoke aloud, how the shadows steady your breathing without effort. Night doesn’t ask us to be strong; it simply asks us to be truthful. End the day as you wish tomorrow to begin — with a calm mind, and a heart that forgives itself.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
youtube@ conversewithasmile .

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
youtube@ conversewithasmile .

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Date: 15 November 2025

Langkawi is an island of clear waters and rising cliffs, but beneath its beauty lives a story every Malaysian grows up hearing — the legend of Mahsuri.

She was known for her kindness and striking grace, yet jealousy turned the village against her. Wrongly accused, she was sentenced to death. When the blade touched her, white blood flowed — a sign of innocence so pure that even the land trembled. With her last breath, Mahsuri cursed Langkawi for seven generations of hardship.
Today, the curse is said to have lifted, and the island thrives again. But the pride of Langkawi is not only in its recovery — it is in remembering Mahsuri’s truth, her injustice, and her unwavering dignity. Her story is a reminder that beauty means little without fairness, and that a community’s strength lies in how it guards its own against fear and falsehood.

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Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
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Date: 15 November 2025

Some mornings arrive not with brightness, but with a quiet courage that takes a moment to recognise. We wake carrying yesterday’s heaviness, yet something inside us still reaches for the day. That reaching itself is strength. The world teaches us to be decisive, certain, quick — but dawn has no such demand. It asks only that we show up with sincerity. If your thoughts feel scattered today, gather only one: the willingness to begin. Even the smallest step resets the rhythm of the hours. Let the morning steady you. Let its calmness remind you that renewal doesn’t need grandeur — only honesty.

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Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
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Date: 14 November 2025

Every evening carries a hidden promise — that we can begin again tomorrow, lighter than we were today. The sun does not mourn its setting; it trusts its return. Maybe peace isn’t the absence of trouble but the ability to rest even while the world turns. Sit quietly tonight — feel the weight of your breath, the shape of the air around you. There’s no need to solve everything before sleep. Some questions are meant to soften, not to end. The world outside may stay restless, but within, a small light waits patiently — your own quiet proof that calm still belongs to you.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
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Date: 14 November 2025

High in the Andes, where the clouds graze the shoulders of mountains, women sit with quiet pride beside looms older than memory. Their fingers move like patient wind, guiding colours born from earth and plant. Crimson from cochineal, yellow from marigold, deep blue from indigo — every shade carries a story.

The Quechua weavers of Peru do not simply make cloth; they preserve time. Each pattern marks a village, a river, a legend. When they weave, they speak to ancestors and to children yet unborn. Their pride is not in fashion but in continuity — in keeping alive the rhythm of identity against the noise of forgetting. A finished textile is a landscape one can wear: mountains, prayers, and laughter spun together. For the people of Peru, these threads are not souvenirs for visitors — they are the language of endurance, stitched by hand, heart, and horizon.

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Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
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Date: 14 November 2025

Before we even open our eyes, something inside us already knows the shape of the day — not through logic, but through quiet memory. The heart recalls what it wants to heal and what it still hopes for. We often rush to think before we feel, but mornings are wiser than we believe. They whisper that we are not behind, not broken, not late. Every sunrise comes without judgement — it doesn’t ask for perfection, only presence. So begin softly. Breathe before you plan, listen before you speak. The day will form itself around your gentleness. The world changes most through those who carry calmness like light.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
youtube@ conversewithasmile .

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati , Assam , India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
youtube@ conversewithasmile .