At Basistha temple and river at Guwahati ,Assam – From my album

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GOOD MORNING FRIENDS AND MY READERS

Good Night Friends with a lovely orchid .

Welcoming Spring,- from my album

Good morning friends and readers

The Heavy Price of Perfectionism

Date: 14/03/2025
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Perfection is a seductive illusion — we chase it believing it will bring fulfillment. Yet, in this pursuit, we often sacrifice peace of mind. The fear of imperfection breeds anxiety, self-doubt, and endless procrastination.

True growth lies not in flawless execution, but in embracing mistakes. Imperfections add depth to our journey — they teach, challenge, and ultimately shape us. Perhaps, the most ‘perfect’ life is one that’s beautifully flawed.

See what your mind has to say?

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GOOD  MORNING. – FROM  MY ALBUM

1.The Illusion of Control: Are We Really in Charge?

Date: 13/03/2025
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We spend our lives planning, calculating, and strategizing — believing that control is the key to stability. Yet, life’s unpredictability often shatters those illusions. The truth is, control is fleeting; what we really possess is our response to change.

By embracing uncertainty, we open ourselves to new possibilities. Sometimes, surrendering control doesn’t mean giving up — it means trusting the flow of life. The unexpected may just lead us to what we needed all along.

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From my album

LOTUS TEMPLE NEW DELHI , a place of silence and peace

Good morning Readers and friends

Hope these make you giggle!

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1.Funny Wedding Moments:

Ah, technology, always keeping things interesting at weddings!

Neeta could start a podcast!

2. The Family Therapy Session:

Seriously, who knew doing the rounds in a queue could double as a therapy session?

3. Bank Queue Chronicles:

Neeta stood in that bank queue for so long that she ended up giving free life advice to all those around her—she should start charging for therapy!

4. Smart Appliances Gone Wrong:

Vikram ordered a toaster that sings; he didn’t realize it would impersonate a famous villain.

And the last one

Her friends just blinked at her, secretly wondering if there was a ‘cleaning out of the closet’ trend they missed.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah

Guwahati , Assam , India

12/03/2025

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GOOD MORNING  MY READERS AND FRIENDS

The Weight of an Unspoken Truth

Posted On 11/03/2025

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Rajat Chandra Sarmah

Guwahati , Assam , India 

There are moments in life when silence feels heavier than words. I found myself in such a moment not long ago.

A close friend—someone I deeply respect and admire—has always been the image of a devoted spouse. The kind of person who makes marriage look effortless, built on love, trust, and unwavering commitment. But one evening, entirely by chance, I witnessed something that fractured that image. A stolen glance, an intimate whisper, a touch that lingered just a second too long—clear signs of something beyond friendship.

I told myself I must have misunderstood. I wanted to believe I was mistaken. But as the days passed, the truth became undeniable. My friend was having an affair.

And so began my torment.

Should I tell their spouse? If I were in their place, wouldn’t I want to know? Or would that truth only serve to destroy, leaving behind wounds that might never heal? I considered confronting my friend, demanding an explanation, but even then, what right did I have to interfere? Was it my place to pass judgment on someone else’s choices?

I thought about loyalty. To whom was I more loyal—the friend I had known for years or the unsuspecting spouse whose trust was being shattered? I tried to picture the possible outcomes, but no scenario felt right. If I spoke, I might tear a family apart. If I remained silent, I would be complicit in a deception I did not create.

That night, as I lay awake, I wondered—do we owe the truth to those who might be hurt by it, or is silence sometimes the kinder choice?

What would you do in my place? Would you reveal the truth, or would you carry the burden of silence?

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