Life

Eternal Whispers in Moonlit Gardens
I feel the warmth of your laughter echoing through the corridors of my heart as I stand alone in our favorite spot – the rooftop garden that once bloomed with the vibrant hues of our love. The moonlight casts a gentle glow on the flowers that, just like our memories, refuse to wither away.
By Ismail Zbail2 years ago in Writers
Exploring The Rainiest Place On Earth
The world's largest rainfall simulator, nestled in Tsukuba, Japan, stands as a testament to human ingenuity in the face of nature's fury. Beyond its unassuming exterior lies a hub of scientific innovation, dedicated to understanding and mitigating the devastating impacts of extreme weather phenomena on human lives. As we embarked on an exclusive tour of this remarkable facility, it became abundantly clear that its significance transcends mere infrastructure—it represents a beacon of hope for millions facing the relentless onslaught of natural disasters.
By Med Karim2 years ago in Writers
In the lost stance of life. Top Story - February 2024.
In the lost stance of life Nothingness is the land where my thoughts belong a little too often. The art of wandering in the lost ocean of opportunities while creating the dreams I want to stride upon is the skill I have mastered in the ride of life. Stirred by the beacon of hope in the cup of blossoming hot coffee, I decided to write a tale of victory over defeat, a tale of joy triumphing over the sadness and atrocity of darkness. But as I walk upon this journey called life, the menace of time plonks and plunges me into the blindsided trance of nothingness. Our dreams are often shunned by externality as we are deemed delusional in uproars. Often it becomes our fuel as we turn the bitterness of words into the ounces of grit and determination that propel us forward.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Writers
The Biggest Problems Writers Have That No One Talks About
Writers in media are often portrayed as either the lonely hermit sitting in a dark room and talking to themselves as they typic almost frantically on the keyboard or the rich celebrity walking down red carpets and fending off movie deals left and right.
By Elise L. Blake2 years ago in Writers
Hit and Run Around
I’m still in shock. After that night, I thought my life was over. I stopped planning for the future, I stopped daydreaming about how things might turn out, stopped playing scenarios in my head, and at just 16 years old. But, this. This is a turn of reality that I never expected. These are some of the thoughts that play through my head as I sit in a red fancy cushioned chair brought out especially for me while we await the results.
By V Devi2 years ago in Writers
Capturing the Essence of Love
In the tapestry of emotions, expressing true feelings sometimes requires a touch of poetic assistance. Explore this curated collection of love quotes, meticulously crafted to ignite the flame of emotion within your heart.
By Mohammad Ali Ahsan2 years ago in Writers
What I’ve Learned About Myself During Distressing Times
Life has an approach to tossing startling difficulties our way, and it’s during these upsetting times that we frequently find stowed away features of our personality. Throughout the long term, I’ve explored through different tempests, each making a permanent imprint on my excursion. Through these encounters, I’ve come to understand that pressure isn’t simply a disruptor; a strong educator uncovers the profundities of our versatility and the real essence of our internal strength.
By Muhammad Tanveer2 years ago in Writers
Canvas of the Heart
There happened with a lady by the name of Emma at some point in the far off past, in a tranquil local area away from the uproar. She was a typical individual who explored life's intriguing turns with the artfulness of a fastidiously pre-arranged explorer. Each part of Emma's story was isolated by laughs, tears, and snapshots of quiet reflection, similar to the pages of an old book.
By Kyrol Mojikal2 years ago in Writers
Work As a Culture Consultant
The picture above is not what I look like. When I was in college, a professor came to my internship at a detox facility on the reservation. She asked at that meeting why I didn't wear my hair in braids. I really couldn't believe she asked that.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Writers
"Temporal Reflections: Navigating the Illusions of Time and Perception"
When a moment becomes a part of the past, can it ever truly be relived? Sure, my beard will grow back, but it won't be the same beard, and it won't adorn the same face. It'll be on a slightly older, different version of me—Michael. Yet, the bearded Michael of yesteryear isn't completely gone; he lingers in our minds as a memory and through the records of the past, like images and videos.
By Med Karim2 years ago in Writers
Cold mid nights of winter
The cold midnights of the freezing winter when the glacial gusts bellows around to ice the cores of flesh and bones. Amidst the blank scene is the whispering breeze and falling flakes of snow. The bleak mid nights with a slit of shine from the distant skies. Twanging of the leaves on the brisk branches of erect trees. The lands laminated by stratified sheets of snow fudging the way through.Bedside the fire and a smoking chimney squats an old lady into a sofa, reading the words from a book's frame.Shivering windows pleading refuge from the racking cold.Knocking and then the only light when the old lady opened her door to a gallivant. In the Chills the heart hasn't yet set cold.
By Assat Ahmed2 years ago in Writers
Look at life with different eyes
Look at life with different eyes As a child, I looked at the Day River flowing through my village with an overwhelming feeling of its majesty and endlessness. But by this time, my view and feeling about that river was completely different even though the river had not changed. Both views, one of a 5-year-old boy and one of an old man, are completely accurate. It's funny how that old man or that boy denies each other's looks. Because each view is born from that person's personal history, experiences and emotions.
By Diligent Person2 years ago in Writers