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This is not a motivational morning.
It doesn’t need to be.
It is the last morning of a year that asked too much from many of us. A year where some survived quietly, without applause. A year where plans broke, people changed, and silence became familiar.
If you woke up today, you already did something right.
Don’t rush this morning.
Let it arrive slowly.
There is no obligation to feel grateful.
No pressure to feel hopeful.
Just be present — that alone is enough.
Before the year ends, sit with yourself once.
Not to judge.
Just to acknowledge.
You made it here.

Rajat Sarmah
Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Evenings are honest.
They don’t pretend.
By now, the day has shown its cards.
Some plans worked. Some didn’t.
Some words were spoken better in the head than out loud.
I like this hour because nothing demands excellence anymore.
Only presence.
A cup of tea tastes truer.
Conversations slow down.
Thoughts stop racing and start walking.
If today didn’t go your way, don’t carry it into the night like luggage.
Set it down.
Tomorrow will decide what’s worth picking up again.
For now, rest your mind.
It has travelled enough.

Rajat Sarmah
Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
YouTube: Converse With A Smile

Date: 30/12/2025

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High above the plains of central Greece, giant stone pillars rise like unfinished sentences. On top of them sit monasteries — quiet, weathered, stubbornly alive. This place is called Meteora.
It doesn’t shout history.
It lets history breathe.
Monks once climbed ropes and ladders here, carrying faith, food, and fear. They weren’t escaping the world; they were choosing distance from noise. Even today, silence feels heavier than sound.
From below, the rocks feel impossible.
From above, the world feels small.
Meteora reminds us that humans have always searched for higher ground — not to look down on others, but to hear themselves better.
Some places don’t ask to be photographed.
They ask to be felt.

Rajat Sarmah
Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
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Some mornings don’t need motivation.
They only need honesty.
I woke up today without a plan. No grand thoughts. Just the sound of the fan, the early light, and the question — what kind of day will this be?
And then I realised something simple:
The day doesn’t decide first. We do.
Not with goals. Not with resolutions.
But with the way we sit up.
The way we look at the window.
The way we speak to ourselves before speaking to the world.
Even tired minds deserve gentle beginnings.
If today feels heavy, don’t fight it.
Just walk into it quietly.
That’s enough for now.

Rajat Sarmah
Assam, India
Instagram: @rajatchandrasarmah5
YouTube: Converse With A Smile

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Date: 29/12/2025

This evening, I argued with myself quietly.
About time wasted.
About things not said.
About plans that stayed plans.
Then I stopped.
I realised I was speaking like a supervisor, not a human.
Evenings are not for interrogation.
They are for letting the body loosen its grip on the day.
If you’re exhausted in a way sleep doesn’t immediately fix,
you’re not broken.
You’re just carrying more than you admit.
Tonight, put some of it down.
You can pick it up tomorrow — or not.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 29/12/2025

Sossusvlei lies deep inside the Namib Desert of Namibia, Africa.
It is known for sand dunes so old they no longer compete with time.
There is almost nothing here — and that is the point.
Locals don’t try to fill the landscape.
They respect its refusal.
The dunes shift slowly, reshaping themselves without urgency.
Colors change with light, not noise.
What people are proud of is restraint.
No rush to develop. No urge to decorate.
Sossusvlei teaches a difficult lesson:
emptiness doesn’t need improvement.
Sometimes, space itself is heritage.

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

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Date: 29/12/2025

I didn’t feel like being strong today.
Not weak either.
Just uninterested in effort.
There was a time when mornings demanded courage —
to prove something, to move fast, to be seen.
This one didn’t.
I noticed that strength has become overrated.
It’s loud. It performs.
What helped instead was honesty.
Admitting I didn’t want to fight the day or fix it.
If you’re reading this from another country, another hour,
and today feels flat — let it.
Not every morning needs a spine.
Some mornings need a chair and silence.

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

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Date: 28/12/2025

This evening didn’t bring peace.
It brought small truths.
One — my body was tired before my mind admitted it.
Two — silence feels heavier after a long day.
Three — not every message needs a reply.
I noticed these while sitting alone, phone face down,
letting the day lose its grip slowly.
Evenings don’t solve anything.
They only lower the volume.
If your day felt unfinished, let it remain so.
Tomorrow doesn’t require a clean ending tonight.

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

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Date: 28/12/2025

The Avenue of the Baobabs stands in western Madagascar, quiet and unapologetic.
These trees were already old when borders were being drawn elsewhere.
Locals don’t decorate them.
They don’t rename them.

They simply live alongside them.
Each baobab holds centuries of droughts, storms, and survival without complaint.
No fence separates people from them.
What the people of Madagascar are proud of here is continuity.
Nothing was replaced. Nothing rushed.
The avenue reminds visitors that progress is not always about building higher.
Sometimes it’s about standing still — and lasting.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
YouTube@conversewithasmile

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Date: 28/12/2025

This morning resisted words.
I sat with the notebook open and nothing came.
No insight. No mood. No sentence waiting to be rescued.
Earlier, I would have forced it.
Today, I didn’t.
I made tea. I watched steam rise and disappear without finishing a shape.
That felt honest.
Not every morning wants interpretation.
Some mornings just want to pass quietly through the body.
If you’re reading this in the U.S., Europe, or somewhere else entirely,
maybe your day also began without meaning.
That’s not failure.
That’s life before editing.

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