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Date: 16/10/2025

Stretching across Kenya like a timeless scar of beauty, the Great Rift Valley is one of nature’s most astonishing wonders. From Lake Nakuru’s pink flamingos to the volcanic ridges that paint the horizon, it feels like the earth itself is alive — moving, growing, dreaming.

Beyond its geography, the valley is the cradle of stories. Fossils found here trace humanity’s earliest footsteps. Today, it sustains villages, farmers, and wildlife in a delicate rhythm of coexistence.

Visitors often say that the Rift Valley isn’t just seen — it’s felt. The vast openness, the shifting light, and the endless skies remind you how small and sacred life truly is.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 16/10/2025

Some mornings, courage doesn’t roar. It just whispers, “Try again.” You may feel tired, unseen, or unsure — yet you still rise, still face the world, still move forward. That’s strength, not habit.

Success rarely comes from a single leap; it’s built from small, stubborn steps taken on ordinary days. Every sunrise is proof that you get another chance to begin — not perfect, just present.

So breathe deeply, smile softly, and start where you are. The rest will follow.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 15/10/2025

Langkawi, a cluster of 99 islands off Malaysia’s northwest coast, is more than a tropical paradise — it’s a land of myths, legends, and breathtaking calm. Known as the Jewel of Kedah, Langkawi’s turquoise waters and lush hills are wrapped in stories of princesses, curses, and ancient battles that echo in its name.

The Langkawi Sky Bridge, curving gracefully between misty peaks, gives travelers a bird’s-eye view of the Andaman Sea. Down below, mangrove forests hum with quiet life, and eagles soar — symbols of freedom and grace. The beaches, from Cenang to Tanjung Rhu, invite you to slow down, breathe, and forget the ticking clock.

In Langkawi, time moves gently, and nature still whispers in the language of wonder.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah,

Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 15/10/2025 | Time: Morning

You don’t need to have it all figured out to move forward. Some mornings, just showing up — even with doubts, even with tired eyes — is an act of quiet courage.

The world often rewards loud victories, but life changes through silent persistence. Each small step, taken when it feels easiest to quit, shapes the story you’ll one day tell with pride.

So, take your cup of tea, breathe, and begin. You’re already doing better than you think.Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 13/10/2025

There’s something magical about an evening that asks for nothing. No deadlines, no calls, no chase. Just the slow rhythm of the ceiling fan, the soft orange hue on the wall, and the whisper of tea steam curling into the air.

It’s in such moments that life stretches, unhurried and unmasked. We remember that not every day needs to be won — some are meant to be felt. Outside, a dog barks once, a scooter hums past, and silence resumes its place like an old friend returning home.

Let this evening be that pause between noise and need — a small, silent reward for making it through the day.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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11October 2025

Namibia is a country where silence has its own language. In the vast Namib Desert, dunes shift like soft-spoken waves of time. The ochre sands meet a cobalt sky, and somewhere between them, life thrives—quietly, defiantly. Wind sculpts mountains, and oryx leave fleeting footprints that the desert erases before nightfall.
Yet Namibia isn’t just emptiness—it’s ecological brilliance. Solar farms gleam under endless sun, and wildlife corridors reconnect elephants across restored lands. In Etosha, animals gather at waterholes like pilgrims to faith. Namibia reminds the world that sustainability isn’t a slogan—it’s survival, painted in sunlight and sand.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
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10 October 2025

My tea filed a complaint today—
It said, “You sip me and rush away!”
No gentle pause, no mindful stare,
Just buzzing phones and office glare.

I told it, “Dear brew, don’t take it so deep,
You wake my calm from dreamless sleep.”
It bubbled, steamed, then softly sighed,
“Just slow it down, be de-tea-fied.”

So here’s my truce with every cup:
No gulping goals before sun’s up.
We’ll sit, we’ll sip, we’ll breathe, we’ll grin—
Let the day knock, we’ll let it in.

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

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9 October 2025

She: Who left the cup on the table again?
He: The cup? I left it there for inspiration.
She: Inspiration or evaporation?
He: Great art needs half-drunk coffee and silence.
She: Then you must be Picasso of procrastination.
He: At least I don’t hide snacks in the cupboard.
She: I call it strategic storage.
He: And I call this… peace negotiation over tea.

The quarrel ends in laughter, as always.
Because in every home, love hides quietly between misplaced cups and unfinished conversations.

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

Date:9/10/2025

There are landscapes that seem to whisper stories, and then there are those that sing them aloud. Rwanda’s afternoon hills belong to the latter. The light here is softer — not the blinding gold of noon, nor the fading amber of dusk. It touches every fold of the land gently, as though blessing it.

Standing at the ridge, you see life moving slowly — children in uniforms returning home, farmers carrying bundles of green on their heads, and somewhere in the distance, the hum of Kigali, vibrant yet calm. The hills are never still; they rise and fall like a conversation between the land and the sky.

Every time I pause in such a place, I am reminded how rhythm is not just found in music but in the way light changes, in the laughter that echoes across the valley, in the hush before evening prayers begin.

Rwanda, the land of a thousand hills, teaches you this — that beauty does not demand attention; it invites presence.

Author: Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah