It was just an ordinary Tuesday, or at least it seemed that way. Ethan sat in his room, staring out the window. The clouds, which were once his canvas for daydreams, now just seemed like a collection of random shapes. But today was different. He could feel something odd in...
I’d rather have one real friend Instead of a thousand fake ones. I’d rather count my own blessings Instead of being jealous of others. I’d rather be happy with little Instead of asking for too much. I’d rather care for myself Focus on being the real me, People only judge...
One came with the sunrise, A new river formed from melting ice. Now the sun is setting once again, Creating frozen ice in time’s domain. Clean water brought life with thrill, Sun rays showed the future for the reed. But the setting sun has brought disappointment— Is darkness going to...
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail,...
Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secresy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace sealed, The human heart its hungry gorge.
(After Episode 1) The night in Rangamati was thick with silence, broken only by the distant calls of nocturnal creatures and the soft lapping of Kaptai Lake against the shore. Little Prince lay in bed, unable to sleep. The strange encounter with the cloaked figure, the old man’s cryptic words,...
Where the future was always just a heartbeat away, two brothers—Rishad and Masum—were about to change the world. Identical twins with a shared love for science and faith, they were fascinated by the challenge of time management. Waking up for Fajr prayer, studying at the right intervals, taking breaks for...
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done. Then rest at cool evening Beneath a tall tree While night comes on gently, Dark like me– That is my dream! To fling my arms wide In the...
Beloved, who has bid thee ask no more How fares my life? to play the enemy And ask not where he dwells that was thy friend? Thou art the breath of mercy passing over The whole wide world, and the offender I; Ah, let the rift my tears have channelled...
Language opens the door to new experiences, and French, one of the most beautiful languages in the world, is an ideal choice for any curious adventurer. As we step into 2025, let’s embark on a fun-filled, strategy-driven journey into learning French. Whether you dream of wandering through the cobbled streets...
(Episode 1) The sun was just rising over the city skyline when Bicchu Mama and the Little Prince set off on their long-cherished journey to Rangamati. The city, still shrouded in the haze of dawn, seemed to bid them farewell as they navigated through the early morning quiet. For years,...
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair– The bees are stirring–birds are on the wing– And WINTER slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring ! And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor...
Any lifetime that is spent without seeing the master Is either death in disguise or a deep sleep. The water that pollutes you is poison; The poison that purifies you is water. ******** Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted. From that water of life he...
The Props assist the House Until the House is built And then the Props withdraw And adequate, erect, The House support itself And cease to recollect The Auger and the Carpenter— Just such a retrospect Hath the perfected Life— A past of Plank and Nail And slowness—then the Scaffolds drop...
O my Lord, the stars glitter and the eyes of men are closed. Kings have locked their doors and each lover is alone with his love. Here, I am alone with you. Reality In love, nothing exists between heart and heart. Speech is born out of longing, True description from...
Carl Sandburg I Am the People, the Mob I am the people—the mob—the crowd—the mass. Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me? I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world’s food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. The...
Jalaluddin Rumi My Hart Is In Constant Fervour Now sleeping, now awake, my hart is in constant fervour. It is a covered saucepan, placed on fire. O you! who have offered us from a cup a silencing wine; Each moment a new tale is shouting to be told in silence....
Imagine a place where the land meets the sea in a dance of life and mystery, where the air is thick with the scent of salt and earth, and the only sounds are the whispers of the wind through the mangroves and the distant calls of exotic wildlife. Welcome to...
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide. Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from seventy springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more. And since...
A Guide has entered this life, in silence. His message is only heard, in silence. Take a sip of His precious wine And lose yourself. Don’t insult the greatness of His love, for he helps all those who suffer, in silence. Polish the mirror between the breaths. Go with Him,...
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