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19/10/25

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
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5 | YouTube: @ConverseWithASmile

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Date: 19/10/2025

Assam’s mornings begin with the rustle of tea leaves—an orchestra of dew, mist, and motion. From the rolling plains of Dibrugarh to the lush gardens of Jorhat, millions of leaves awaken with the first light, carrying the world’s most familiar aroma.

But Assam tea is more than a drink; it’s a way of life. Generations of skilled hands pluck the finest tips, women in bright wraps balance baskets under the rising sun, and the air hums with quiet purpose.
Every cup tells a story of patience, tradition, and pride—a taste strong and full-bodied, like the spirit of the land itself. Whether sipped in solitude or shared with a friend, Assam tea is a reminder: some of the richest flavors in life grow from the simplest roots.

— Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 19/10/2025

You said you’d come for coffee,
but brought your smile instead — a small sunrise in your hands.
Now my tea sits waiting, slightly jealous of the warmth between you two,
steam curling up like shy secrets that only afternoons will hear.

We laugh at nothing and everything; the kitchen keeps time with our whispers.
If love could be brewed gently — leaf by patient leaf, slow and steady —
I’d refill the cup forever, trading mornings for this easy quiet.
Stay longer; let the world wait outside the doorway.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 18/10/2025

Evenings are made for that quiet pause—the one that sits between what you’ve done and what you still hope to do. You switch off the screen, let the mind unclench, and realize the world hasn’t stopped turning without you.
No deadlines, no notifications—just the sound of something cooking, laughter from the next room, and the calm hum of life resuming its pace.
Maybe success isn’t about running faster. Maybe it’s about stopping long enough to breathe, smile, and say, “This moment is mine.” 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: 18/10/2025

Portugal is a melody painted in color. The soulful strains of Fado echo through Lisbon’s narrow alleys, weaving tales of longing and love. Each wall, adorned with azulejos—those blue and white tiles—whispers centuries of history, artistry, and resilience.

From Porto’s sunlit riverbanks to the Algarve’s golden cliffs, Portugal celebrates life in slow, poetic motion. The trams creak, the ocean hums, and time itself seems to pause for a glass of port wine.
What makes Portugal unforgettable isn’t just its beauty—it’s the calm grace with which it carries its past, turning every corner, every tune, into something deeply human and endlessly new.

— Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 18/10/2025

Every morning, I pour my coffee like it’s a sacred ritual. Today, the coffee spoke first. “You again?” it asked, annoyed by my half-awake face. “You think I can fix your life?”
I blinked. Maybe it had a point.
We stared at each other in silence—me searching for motivation, it cooling fast. Finally, I whispered, “At least you make me believe I can start.”
The cup said nothing after that. Wise choice.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: 17/10/2025

Evenings are not endings — they’re gentle pauses between what’s done and what’s yet to come. When the light softens and the world exhales, that’s when real thoughts return. You might sit by the balcony, the cup warm in your hand, and notice the quiet details you missed all day — a faint birdcall, the rustle of trees, the comfort of being unhurried. Let your mind wander without agenda. This hour asks nothing from you but presence. In a world obsessed with doing, this is your permission to simply be. To unwind is not to waste time — it is to reclaim it.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 17/10/2025

Spain moves to its own rhythm — a melody of sunlight, siesta, and soul. From Seville’s fiery flamenco nights to Barcelona’s playful architecture, every corner celebrates life with colour and conviction.

The air carries the scent of oranges and old stories, and the streets echo with laughter long after midnight. Madrid, ever restless, hides art and conversation in its cafés. Granada dreams under the Alhambra’s arches, whispering secrets from Moorish times. But Spain is more than history or beauty — it’s a way of being. People don’t rush here; they linger. They talk, they taste, they watch the world like it’s an old movie worth replaying. Even time seems to soften in the Iberian sun. To walk through Spain is to remember that joy, too, is an art form.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 17/10/2025

You don’t have to wake to the world’s alarm every morning. Let the sunlight, not the clock, be your guide. Some days call for stillness, for a slower beginning where thoughts have time to stretch before running into noise. Sit with a cup of tea and let your breathing match the soft rhythm outside your window. When you start from calm, the rest of the day finds its balance. Productivity isn’t born from panic but from presence. So take that pause, let your inner rhythm set the tone. The world can wait for five minutes while you greet the morning like an old friend.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah,

Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 16/10/2025

When the sun slips quietly behind the roofs, it carries the noise of the day away with it. Evening doesn’t demand — it forgives.

It’s the hour for slow walks, unhurried thoughts, and maybe a simple meal cooked with care. A soft playlist. A quiet corner. A reminder that peace doesn’t have to be found — it’s already waiting.

Let tonight be light on plans and heavy on calm. The world can wait till morning.

— Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
 Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
 YouTube: @conversewithasmile