Good morning, all friends. The deep sea is not like our Brahmaputra; it is a cold, permanent night where pressure can crush steel. Yet, life there is not just surviving, it is *jhaka*—luminous, like little stars moving in the black water. I know this because my son, who studies ocean science, shows me videos, and we feel the same wonder as when my granddaughter first showed me the moon through her telescope. It reminds me that life finds a way, even in the hardest places, just as my papaya saplings push through the rocky soil in my village.
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