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Tea Garden in Assam , India

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Tea Gardens in Assam , India 2016.

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Evening Breath: A Fresh Start in Disguise

© All rights reserved by the author08 August 2025 The day may be ending, but evening feels like a cool sip of water after a long walk. The air lightens, carrying the scent of something green, something alive. Windows open to invite in the breeze, and the sky paints itself in colours you couldn’t name if you tried. This is the secret the evening keeps—every sunset is also a quiet beginning. You…

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What people think about me,

I have kept that notification off already .

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The Day Slips into Silence

© All rights reserved by the author07 August 2025 Evening doesn’t arrive with noise. It seeps in—softly, like breath on a mirror. The light turns amber, shadows stretch, and somewhere in the kitchen, the clink of a cup signals pause. The world, always urgent, now exhales. Birds return, not hurried. Trees still. Even the breeze changes tone—less of a shout, more of a sigh. You sit by the window,…

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Good news in the morning

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Great to be a part of world record anthology INK FROM THE FATHERS SOUL published By Bluestar publication .on the occasion of father's day .

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Evening Whispers

© All rights reserved by the author05 August 2025 There’s something about the hush of evening that no hour of the day can replicate. The sky slowly folds into a softer version of itself, as if even the clouds have tired of rushing. A bird calls once, then silence. Somewhere, a kettle begins to hum—its sound warmer than words. We sit with the day’s remnants: thoughts half-finished, smiles…

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Pleased to be  a part of Hidden Letters .

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Evening Pause: Where the Day Exhales

© All rights reserved by the author04 August 2025 The sun slips gently behind the skyline, as if closing the curtain on a well-played act. Evening doesn’t ask questions—it simply arrives, soft-footed and kind. You don’t need to fix anything now. The lists can wait. Let your breath deepen, your shoulders drop. Maybe there’s a quiet cup of tea waiting, or the low hum of a fan, or just your own…

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The month of July and August is good for me . Got some important recognisationd

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A Cup of Quiet

© All rights reserved by the author03 August 2025 There’s something sacred about the first sip of tea when the world slows down. Not the hurried morning gulp, but the one that comes later—when the chores are done, the light is soft, and the noise has stepped outside for a while. You hold the cup, feel its warmth seep into your hands, and suddenly, the day feels kinder. In that moment, you’re…

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Proud to be a co-author of this international anthology

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Evening Hush

@ all rights reserved by the author02 August 2025 Some evenings don’t need plans — they simply unfold. Like the soft curl of steam from a quiet cup of tea, or the way the curtain dances with the breeze. Today feels like that. No urgency, no noise, just the gentle presence of time moving slower than usual. I sat by the window with nothing but the sound of distant traffic and a curious crow. The…

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Whispers of the world stirred something silent in me.

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In the Garden of Hope

@All rights reserved by the author31July 2025 Hope grows quietly – like moss, like grass between cracked stones. It does not demand attention, it just persists. Even in neglect, it finds a way. Today, give yourself permission to pause. Not all growth is dramatic. Not all progress is loud. Sit for a moment with your thoughts. Feel the quiet life that still stirs in you, even on difficult…

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Inspirations