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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
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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

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Date: 27/12/2025

By evening, the body takes over the conversation.
The mind still wants to explain.
The body just wants a chair.
I noticed my shoulders today before my thoughts.
That told me enough.
Evenings don’t need reflection essays.
They need permission to slow down without guilt.
If your day was loud, let the evening be quiet.
If it was empty, let the evening fill itself gently.
Nothing important needs to be decided tonight.
Rest is not retreat.
It’s maintenance.

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

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Date: 27/12/2025

Valparaíso sits on the Pacific coast of Chile, climbing hills the way it wants to.
No symmetry. No apology.
Houses are stacked in colors that shouldn’t work together — yet they do.
Staircases lead nowhere obvious. Elevators feel like stories themselves.
What people here are proud of is not perfection.
It’s character.
The city never tried to impress anyone with order.
It chose expression instead.
Murals speak.
Walls remember.
Valparaíso reminds you that beauty doesn’t come from alignment.
It comes from honesty.
For its people, living crooked was always more truthful than standing straight.

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

My friends and readers , I am recognised as Bharat Kavi Ratna award 25 ( Jewels of Indian poet, this translation is mine only ). A proud moment for me and sharing with you .

Rajat Chandra Sarmah

Guwahati , Assam , India

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Date: 27/12/2025

I almost missed the morning today.

Not because I overslept —
but because I was already thinking about noon.

It happens quietly.
The body is present, the mind isn’t.

I caught it while brushing my teeth, staring at nothing,
already negotiating with a future hour that hadn’t arrived.

So I stopped.

Stood there longer than necessary.
Let the tap run. Let the moment exist.

Morning doesn’t announce itself with drama.
It shows up once. If you’re absent, it leaves.

If you’re reading this later in another country,
maybe your “morning” is already gone too.

That’s okay.
Just don’t miss the next one.

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