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A poem about finding strength, learning from mistakes, and moving forward with hope.

PART 2 COMING SOON

just something i wrote in the dead of the night, because it's better than texting him.

**Title: Hiring Is a Two-Way Respect Process** Recruiters often forget that hiring is a two-way process. Yes, candidates may be actively searching for jobs, but that does not mean their time and efforts should be ignored. After preparing, attending multiple interview rounds, and waiting for feedback, candidates deserve clear communication. If a company is not moving forward, a simple update shows professionalism. Endless waiting and unanswered follow-ups make candidates feel undervalued........

Just a experiment of self realisation or you can say consciousness....

Chapter 1: cheater's Paradise

inspired by letdown by radiohead

The 1942 Behali movement was a prominent local chapter of the Quit India Movement in Assam, driven by "Mrityu Bahini" (Death Squads) and "Shanti Sena" (Peace Corps). On September 20, 1942, locals marched on the Behali Police Station in the Biswanath district, where freedom fighter Tileswari Mahanta was instrumental in hoisting the national flag.The 1942 Context & The Behali IncidentThe Call: Following Mahatma Gandhi’s "Do or Die" call in Bombay, the Darrang District Congress Committee organized

At its foundation, the justice system exists to distinguish right from wrong, to weigh evidence against allegation, and to ensure that truth, not power, popularity, or emotion, guides the outcome. Every safeguard within the legal process was established with a single purpose: to preserve fairness, even within the limits of human understanding.

She picked up after the second ring — that was the first warning. Nobody picks up after the second ring at two in the morning unless they're waiting. And someone who's waiting wants more than just talking.

Using a Visual "Happiness Pie" to Balance Life

Some dreams end with the night. Others stay with us until they become reality.

This is a poem about the feeling of being lost in darkness within yourself. And the hope that makes you overcome it ..

Do you lose yourself when attracting love?

Maybe everyone misses the person they used to be. I know I do. For years, I believed my life was like an unfinished puzzle. Every heartbreak, every goodbye, and every disappointment stole another piece of me. I searched everywhere for the pieces I had lost, never realizing that life wasn't asking me to rebuild the old picture. It was quietly creating a new one. Then, on an ordinary sunny afternoon, a single message changed everything. That was the day I stopped searching for what I had lost

Growing up in a big middle-class family with three siblings taught us one thing very early—survival skills. Breakfast wasn't something you could demand. If you were lucky, you'd get it fresh from Mom. If not, there were no complaints, no arguments, and definitely no second chances. You simply searched the kitchen for leftover biscuits, puffed rice,or anything edible. If you found nothing, you quietly waited until lunch. spent my childhood searching for food in the kitchen. My son spends his mor

What really is my purpose . I feel like everyone have their own time , their own path but what about mines . Why is none of us patient , why is there no faith

there is an eagerness to you that i hate. enthusiasm, enjoyment, an excitement for the mundane, whatever you wanna call it and it makes me feel evil.i am the same. the exact fucking same but i feel this undeniable anger, a pang of pure disdain in my head, maybe its because you get to stay a child,you look at me with that light in your eyes and i can barely manage a smile.sometimes i wonder if my eagerness bothered the grown ups the same way. i haven’t lost it yet though, and i hope you wont

I thought the people who knew my heart would protect it. I never imagined I'd have to learn how to rebuild it after them. This is a story about heartbreak, friendship, unanswered questions, and the quiet beginnings that follow every ending.

Life is different for everyone. Some are born with privileges, while others face hardships from the very beginning. This blog reflects on struggle, failure, self-love, and the courage to keep moving forward despite life’s challenges.

Someone lost a coin a longtime ago. Someone found it after a long time. Someone said it doesn't belong to the man who found but to the one who lost.

Marley entered my life without warning and left it far too soon. Though he was only a rabbit, his love, loyalty, and companionship taught me more about friendship than words ever could. This is the story of a bond that neither time nor distance can erase.

Hey there reader i am your friend yuki and telling you my old story

I had almost learned to move on when I saw her again in the cabin corridor while filling my admission form. Same presence, same music pendant, same eyes that once felt like home. For a moment everything I built to forget her broke silently. She walked past like nothing had ever changed, while I stood still realizing some people never truly leave—they just stop noticing how much they stayed inside you.

Some seek it. Others fear it. And most lie about which group they belong to.

This world is like a giant puzzle, and each of us is a unique piece of it. No piece is greater or lesser than another. Without you, the puzzle is incomplete. Without me, it is incomplete too. Our worth does not come from another person's validation. Our completeness does not depend on another person's presence. Love begins when we recognize our own value and embrace ourselves fully.

Would this first chapter hook you?