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The Life We Carry

Life hasn’t been kind to many of us.The only shoulders to catch our tears have been our own,And the only pillow that knows our sorrowIs the one we’ve cried into. Our palms have wiped away more painThan they’ve held love,And we’ve worn smiles like masks—Hiding the echoes of quiet heartbreak. Often, we stand alone.Sometimes, we fail to connect.Sometimes, we don’t even try. Adulthood is a strange…

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The Inevitability of Change: A Reflection on Adversity and Resilience

When things don’t go as planned, the frustration is real. Hard work doesn’t always guarantee success, and sometimes, despite our best efforts, the outcome is beyond our control. Others may question our dedication, but only we truly know the effort we’ve put in. There are times when exhaustion takes over, and pushing forward feels pointless. Repeated setbacks can wear down motivation. In these moments, it’s natural to wonder: How much more can I take? DO YOU THINK THIS IS TRUE?

A Moment of Realization Change is never easy. It disrupts our routines, challenges our expectations, and forces us to confront the unknown. Whether it’s losing a job, relocating, or facing rejection, these moments test our resilience. But within them lies an opportunity—to learn, to grow, and to redefine our path. The struggle is real, but so is the possibility of transformation. So, how do we…

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All the Moles on His Face

Falling in love through the eyes of her. At first, he looked like any other guy—until he didn’t. She noticed his heavy beard, his broad shoulders, his wide-set eyes. Just a normal guy. But then their eyes met. Not once, not twice—multiple times. It’s nothing, she told herself. Until it wasn’t. It was the small things he did that caught her attention. She was always “one of the guys,” the…

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ARYA! LET HER GO...

Summary : “In a tender but strained family, two sisters, facing their mother’s terminal illness, find themselves on opposing sides of a desperate battle. The elder sister, terrified of losing her mother, clings to the hope of a cure. She pushes for every treatment, every medication, every experimental procedure, she refuses to let go, fearing that her mother is all she has left. The younger…

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The Unexpected Cure for Modern Loneliness

Scroll through your Instagram feed. How many smiling faces do you see? How many of those people do you think feel truly connected? We live in a hyper-connected world, yet loneliness is reaching epidemic levels. Why? I believe it’s because we’ve forgotten the simple power of caring. We’re bombarded with messages about “self-love” and prioritizing our own needs. While self-care is essential,…

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Ghosts in the Algorithm

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is intended for entertainment purposes within the horror genre. It contains scenes that depict self-harm as part of the narrative to create fear and suspense. These elements are not intended to glorify, promote, or encourage self-harm or any harmful behavior. If you or someone you know is struggling with thoughts of self-harm or suicide, please seek…

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Story of a Fairy from Far LandsFairies

What do you think of when you hear the word “fairy”? Beautiful hair, a pretty face, poetic eyes—all in all, something mesmerizing? This version of the story is sold in many parts of the world, but not here. In the small town of Uttarakhand, India, people knew what fairies were really for. Indifferent, never crossing the boundaries to find the living, legends have it, fairies loved riversides.…

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GREED would kill them all

Clapping, smiling, singing songs—the soldiers on the bus were having the best time while traveling. They were finally going home after ten months of grueling duty at the borders. Proud soldiers who had served their time, it was their moment to relax, to no longer sleep with one eye open. Their families were eagerly waiting, calling to ask where they had reached, and every soldier’s phone rang…

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END : Distance over You&Me

Hi, how are you?   Let’s stay on the call for a few hours or two.   I’ve been missing you   All day long.   Let’s stay on the call   For a few more songs. I can’t. I love you,   But you can’t be on my neck.   Wasted time, wasted days   On this stupid rectangle box. I have a life to live.   I’ve got some real things to finish.   You have your life online,   But this life of mine…

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Make Your Own Website

Making your own website and everything else So, you’ve decided to start your first blog. Congratulations! Whether you’re passionate about sharing your thoughts, showcasing your creativity, or building an online presence, blogging can be an incredibly rewarding endeavour. But where do you begin? Here’s a step-by-step guide to help you kickstart your blogging journey: 1. Define Your Purpose 2.…

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BLUE VS GREY

You like the blue in the sky,You love the sunny days,Chilled summer drink in hand,Three or more ice cubes clinking,That sundress from winter’s sale,30% off,Saved for these kinda days. You call friends, ready to go out,“IT IS A BEAUTIFUL DAY,” you say. I too like colours, like the grey.I sip my ginger tea,Wear warm pyjamas,Cover myself with a blanket,Looking like a teddy, Watching the view…

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Explore - Halifax, Canada

Duncan’s Cove trail Through my eyes: The story of the water, the sea, the greenlands, and the breeze. Everyone has heard tales of orange hues, but let me share a story of when the sun stands high in the sky. It’s 2:00 PM, and the sun, at its zenith, demands my jacket’s surrender to the heat. I step from the car, and a chilled air sweeps through, born from the vast blue ocean, traveling…

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Portfolio

A portfolio to remember! “creativity transforms challenges into innovations”“Leaving a legacy admired by all” CharcoalBiryanikebabs Screenshot During my tenure from March 2022 to December 2022, I successfully managed and grew the restaurant’s social media presence. Through strategic content creation and consistent posting, I was able to increase the page’s followers from 0 to 250 in 9 months,…

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PART 2 : FALLING

This is the part -2 of falling, make sure you read part -1 falling.. Enjoy :)

Her eyes were tightly shut, ensuring she saw nothing. She kept it closed, both hands placed on her ears, not wanting to hear anything she didn’t want to listen to. But the closing and opening door made sure she knew it was her destination—thud, thud, thud. She wanted to know if this was a dream, screaming in her head, ‘Wake up, wake up,’ but she did not. She did not cry hard, thinking that if…

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Part 1 : Welcome, We Are Neighbours

“I’m telling you, crazy people live here,” she said for the third time. “Ma’am, you have to put yourself together. The neighbors are complaining, and right now, you are scaring them.” “I’m scaring them? How? Am I the one who knocks on their door every hour of the night?” “Ma’am, we’ve checked. Nobody knocks on your door. If you keep this up, we’ll have to take you to the station, where you’ll…

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He’s a Dad

“Morning, Ratan. Here’s your book. Thanks for lending it to me,” said the girl with the pretty eyes. Ratan was a shy man who hardly ever spoke to his classmates. But with this girl, he had his next 50 years planned. To him, she was it. It was love, and it was hope to wake up next to her. However, destiny doesn’t take you where you want to be. It takes you where the plan is coincidental. You can…

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AUTUMN AND ME