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Date: 20/11/25

Some mornings do not begin with noise or urgency; they begin with a quiet clarity, as if the world is whispering a reminder you had forgotten to remember. Today feels like that—a gentle nudge, not to run faster, but to notice the place where your thoughts take their first breath.
What if the real shift in life starts not with effort, but with the moment you allow yourself to see differently?
A small change in perception can move an entire day. The mind wakes first; the rest of life follows.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 19/11/25

Evenings have a softness that no other hour possesses. They take the noise of the day, fold it gently, and leave only what the mind can hold without trembling. Today, as the light thins across the window, an old tune hums in the background—“Blue skies smiling at me…”—and suddenly the heart loosens a bit.
Not everything needs to be solved tonight. Some things are allowed to simply rest.
Let the sky dim without resisting it. Sometimes slowing down is not surrender; it is an act of remembering who you are when the world finally stops asking.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 19/11/25

Ask an Argentine what runs in their veins, and they will smile before answering—because the truth is too familiar to need words. Football in Argentina is not a sport; it is an inheritance. It is fathers lifting children onto their shoulders outside La Bombonera, it is grandmothers whispering match scores like prayers, it is the trembling hush of a nation waiting for a free kick that might rewrite a decade.

There is pride here—not in trophies alone, but in the courage of players who rise from dusty neighbourhoods, in streets that learn to dream through a ball.
In Argentina, football is the thread that stitches strangers into a single beating heart.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 19/11/25

Some mornings arrive quietly, like a curtain being lifted from inside the mind. Today feels like that—an unannounced shift, the sort you only notice when a forgotten part of you begins breathing again. There is no coffee cup on the table, no ritual to lean on. Only the soft truth that the world does not change in grand, noisy leaps; it changes in the smallest inch your heart agrees to move.
We begin again not because yesterday was heavy, but because dawn has a strange habit of forgiving us before we even ask.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 18/11/25

Evening has its own language — slow, kind, unhurried. The world begins to dim, not in sadness, but in relief, as if the day finally releases its breath. This hour doesn’t ask you to be productive or brave. It only asks you to settle gently into yourself.
Let a calm thought pass through your mind. Let a simple tune settle in your ear — something soft like “When the night comes, let it be gentle.” Allow these minutes to be a small sanctuary.
You have done enough for today. Now let the night take over, carrying your worries a little farther away.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 18/11/25

Ask a Tanzanian what fills their heart with steady, quiet pride, and many will simply point north — toward Kilimanjaro. Not because it is the tallest peak in Africa, but because it feels like a guardian. Rising above clouds, wrapped in ancient snow, Kilimanjaro stands with a grace that is almost human in its patience.
For people who live in its shadow, the mountain is more than a landmark. It is memory. It is inheritance. It is a reminder that strength can be silent and still be powerful. Travelers see beauty; Tanzanians see home — a towering presence that teaches resilience without speaking a word.

When dawn touches its slopes, the ice glows gold, and villages wake to a sight that has shaped generations. When evening falls, the mountain remains, unshaken, reminding everyone that some things in life are meant to endure. Kilimanjaro doesn’t dominate the land — it watches over it, carrying pride in its quiet, unchanging way.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 18/11/25

Some mornings don’t begin with grand inspiration; they begin with tiny victories. Waking up on time, remembering where you kept your glasses, resisting the temptation to argue with your own alarm — these are not small achievements. They are silent proofs that you still choose yourself.
Today, treat your effort with respect. You don’t need to climb a metaphorical mountain before breakfast. Just breathe deeply, stretch a little, smile at the ridiculousness of life, and step into the day with a gentle confidence. Progress doesn’t always roar. Sometimes it whispers, “I’m still here, moving with you.”

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

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Date: 17/11/25

Evening has a habit of arriving quietly, like a friend who knows you’ve had enough noise for one day. There is no competition, no rush — just a soft dimming of the world. Somewhere in the background, a gentle song might float through the room, the kind that whispers, “É preciso saber viver” — you must know how to live.
Tonight, let life be simple. Let the heartbeat slow. Let the worries sit outside the door for once. You don’t have to solve anything. Just breathe, notice the comfort of ordinary things, and allow the day to settle into calm. Balance returns in these small pauses, where nothing is demanded of you except being yourself.

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

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Date: 17/11/25

Ask a Brazilian what fills them with deep, unshakable pride, and many will whisper the name Iguaçu. Not because it is big, but because it is alive. At the border where Brazil meets Argentina, the river suddenly breaks into ninety-seven waterfalls — a thunderous, silver curtain that seems to fall straight from the sky. The air trembles. Mist rises like breath. Rainbows appear so casually that you start believing the world still remembers how to perform miracles.

To Brazilians, Iguaçu is not just a wonder — it is courage. A reminder that beauty does not always have to be gentle; sometimes it arrives with a roar. People stand on the viewing decks with their hearts widening, their eyes wet with spray, and a feeling they cannot fully name. Perhaps it is awe. Perhaps belonging. Perhaps the simple truth that nature still holds power we cannot imitate.
At Iguaçu, you don’t just see water fall. You feel something rise inside you.

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