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22 October 2025

There’s a strange beauty in the quiet that follows laughter — the stillness that holds the echo of joy. The day slows, the air cools, and even your thoughts seem to smile before resting. Sit by yourself for a while. Let gratitude take shape in silence. You don’t always need grand meanings; sometimes, it’s enough to have felt light for a little while. Peace, after all, often wears the face of gentle tiredness.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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22 October 2025

Hoi An feels like it’s forever caught between a dream and a memory. Yellow walls lean against narrow lanes, and riverside cafés spill soft music into the afternoon air. As the sun dips, lanterns bloom — red, blue, gold — floating like whispers across the Thu Bon River.

You walk slowly, because here, time prefers walking. Tailors call out gently, the smell of pho curls through the air, and children chase the drifting lights.
Every turn feels like a painting, and every reflection holds a story.
Hoi An doesn’t ask you to hurry — it teaches you how to glow quietly.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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22 October 2025

1. The Alarm Clock
It screamed at 6:00. I smiled back at 6:05 — victory in five minutes.

2. The Coffee Cup
Too hot. Too strong. Too perfect to complain.

3. The Mirror
It didn’t say “good morning.” I said it first — and suddenly, it agreed.

Sometimes laughter hides in corners — in spilled tea, mismatched socks, or crooked smiles. Don’t fix everything today. Let life be slightly funny, slightly human. That’s where joy lives. 

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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21 October 2025

1. The Window

Rain on glass. Tea in hand. A thought floats by — maybe peace was always this simple.

2. The Streetlight

A lone lamp flickers at the bend. Two dogs sleep beneath it, guarding silence better than anyone ever could.

3. The Heart

Not every story ends loudly. Some close their eyes, sigh softly, and keep beating — quietly grateful.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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21 October 2025

In Luang Prabang, the air itself seems to pause.
Monks in saffron robes walk the quiet streets at sunrise, their alms bowls reflecting gold. The Mekong flows gently beside ancient temples, carrying whispers from mountains far away.

Wooden houses tilt over cobbled lanes, and frangipani flowers fall silently onto stone. Every sound — a paddle dip, a bell chime, a footstep — feels like a conversation with time.
Here, life doesn’t chase hours; it lives within them. Sit by the river, sip Laotian coffee, and you’ll understand — peace is not absence of motion; it’s rhythm without rush.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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21 October 2025

Some mornings are soft, others come with rain — yet rise anyway.
Not because the world is waiting, but because your spirit deserves light.
Let the small sounds of dawn remind you — hope hums quietly before it sings.
Stretch your thoughts, unclench your worry, sip your calm.
The road ahead may not be perfect, but it is yours.
And that is reason enough to walk it with a smile. ☀️

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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20/10/2025

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20/10/25

Evenings arrive like gentle reminders to slow down. The light softens, and shadows stretch just enough to invite stillness. Sit by your window, or simply pause wherever you are, and let the world quiet itself around you. Hear the soft hum of distant life, the rustle of leaves, or the faint call of birds returning home. There is no rush, no pressure — only the space to breathe, to feel, to be. In these moments, the day’s weight eases, and gratitude surfaces naturally. Sometimes, peace is not found in grand gestures, but in small pauses where your heart meets silence. 

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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20/10/25

At Cox’s Bazar, time takes the shape of waves. Each one arrives softly, leaving silver edges on the sand before disappearing again. The fishermen work in rhythm with the sea, mending nets, sharing jokes, or pausing to watch a crimson sun slip into the Bay of Bengal. Children run barefoot, collecting shells that glimmer like tiny promises.

The air carries salt and simplicity — a reminder that life, like the ocean, is beautiful when unhurried. Here, even silence speaks in tides. And when you stand at that endless horizon, you understand: peace doesn’t come to us — we walk toward it, slowly.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
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20/10/25

Some mornings don’t shout; they whisper. Monday arrives not to test our patience but to remind us that beginnings can be quiet too. A new week stretches ahead — unhurried, unjudging, waiting for our small steps. Take your first sip of tea, feel the cool air on your face, and let gratitude replace the rush. The world moves faster than our hearts sometimes; that’s why Mondays exist — to slow us down just enough to smile before we start again.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah / Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5 | YouTube: @ConverseWithASmile