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Date: 25/12/2025

This morning doesn’t ask for speed.
It asks for presence.
Christmas, at least the one I remember as a child, was never loud.
It was about waking up early, noticing the cold, and feeling oddly lighter.
Today feels similar.
No grand plans.
No long explanations.
Just a quiet wish that the day treats you gently — wherever you are reading this from.
If today finds you alone, may it not feel empty.
If it finds you surrounded, may it not feel crowded.
Merry Christmas to you —
from one human to another, without conditions.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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Date: 24/12/2025

I told someone tonight,
“I think I’m tired of explaining myself.”
They laughed and said,
“Then stop.”
That stayed.
Evening doesn’t want clarity.
It wants honesty without witnesses.
The chair you collapse into knows your weight.
The room doesn’t demand progress reports.
If today felt small, let it be small.
Small days pass too.
Tomorrow will ask again.
Tonight doesn’t.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 24/12/2025

Fernando de Noronha is a small island group in Brazil, far from the mainland.
Life here moves under strict rules — not of people, but of nature.
Only a limited number of visitors are allowed.
Plastic is frowned upon. Noise feels out of place.

Locals are proud of this restraint.
The sea is clear enough to see your own hesitation reflected back.
Dolphins pass without spectacle. Turtles don’t rush.
This place teaches a quiet lesson:
not everything is meant to be expanded.
Noronha doesn’t try to impress.
It protects itself.
For its people, pride comes from saying “no” —
and meaning it.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 24/12/2025

Some mornings don’t arrive with hope.
They arrive quietly, almost unsure.
I woke up today without a plan to improve anything.
Just coffee. A chair. The sound of someone else’s radio playing too loud.
Earlier, I would have judged this mood.
Called it laziness. Or decline.
Now I let it sit.
Not every day needs achievement.
Some days only need to be lived without resistance.
If you showed up, even without enthusiasm,
that still counts.
The world asks too much, too early.
You don’t have to answer everything before breakfast.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 23/12/2025

By evening, the voice changes.
We stop sounding impressive.
We start sounding real.
Someone asked me today,
“How was your day?”
I said, “Long.”
And that felt enough.
Evening doesn’t need a summary.
It only needs permission to sit down.
Lights soften.
Thoughts loosen their grip.
If the day didn’t go well, let it rest.
If it did, don’t replay it too much.
Tomorrow can wait.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 23/12/2025

Stone Town is in Zanzibar, off the coast of East Africa.
It doesn’t introduce itself loudly.

Doors here are older than many countries.
They don’t open in a hurry.

People walk slowly, not because they are tired,
but because history is close enough to touch.

The smell of cloves stays in the air.
So does memory.

This place has seen traders, sailors, pain, prayer, and patience.
Nothing is hidden, yet nothing is dramatized.

Residents don’t perform their past for visitors.
They simply live beside it.

Stone Town reminds you that pride doesn’t always shout.
Sometimes it just stays.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 23/12/2025

Before the phone lights up.
Before the news decides the mood.
Before someone needs an answer from you.
There is a small pocket of time that still belongs to us.
As a child, this hour passed unnoticed.
Now it feels rare.
I stood near the window today, doing nothing useful.
Just watching a stray dog stretch like the day owed him comfort.
No ambition entered the room.
No guilt followed.
That felt honest.
If you can protect even five minutes of this quiet,
you don’t need motivation for the rest of the day.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 22/12/2025

Evening arrives without instruction.
By then, the effort of the day has already been spent.
This is the hour when voices soften.
When we stop explaining ourselves.
Old memories sit beside us quietly —
not to disturb, just to be acknowledged.
Evening is honest because it doesn’t demand energy.
It allows tiredness. It allows truth.
Nothing needs fixing tonight.
Not the past. Not tomorrow.
Just sit.
Let the day close its own door.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 22/12/2025
Angkor Wat is in Cambodia, but it doesn’t feel like a destination.
It feels like something people grew around.
These stones don’t ask for admiration.
They stand there, worn, quiet, and unbothered by centuries passing.

Monks walk past without posing.
Children move through the spaces like this has always been normal — because for them, it is.
Angkor Wat is not preserved behind glass.
It breathes with the day.
You don’t leave with excitement.
You leave with a slowed heartbeat and the feeling that time doesn’t need to hurry.
Some places survive not by being protected,
but by being lived with.

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
Instagram@rajatchandrasarmah5
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Date: 22/12/2025

I woke up today without a plan to become better.
No checklist. No inner lecture. Just the sound of water heating and a sky that hadn’t decided its colour yet.
When we were young, mornings didn’t carry weight.
We got up because the day called us, not because life pushed us.
Now mornings come with expectations.
But today, I refused them politely.
I sat still. I remembered nothing important.
And for a few minutes, that felt enough.
If your morning feels slow, don’t rush it.
If it feels empty, don’t decorate it.
Some mornings don’t want motivation.
They just want you to show up quietly.

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