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The Unexpected Wisdom of Laughter
Laughter, that spontaneous burst of joy, often seems like a simple, delightful reaction. We laugh when we're amused, when something is silly, or when we share a moment of mirth with others. But beneath the surface of this seemingly simple act lies a profound and unexpected well of wisdom. Laughter isn't just a fleeting emotion; it's a powerful tool for understanding ourselves, connecting with others, and navigating the complexities of life.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humor
How I earned 200$ in a weekend by writing articles
The humid Peshawar air clung to me like a second skin as I stared at the blinking cursor on my laptop screen. It was Friday afternoon, and my bank account balance was a bleak echo of my ambitions. Two hundred dollars. That was the magic number I needed to cover my share of the upcoming trip to Islamabad with my university friends. A weekend job seemed like the only viable option, and my writing skills, honed through countless essays and a few amateur blog posts, felt like my strongest suit.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
WHAT MADE ME RICH
The scent of stale coffee and desperation clung to my threadbare suit like a second skin. That particular Tuesday, the rain outside hammered against the grimy window of my rented office, mirroring the relentless drumming in my skull. I was 32, a year past the “promising young entrepreneur” phase and well into the “about to lose everything” stage. My latest venture, a convoluted online platform for bespoke artisanal dog collars, was circling the drain faster than a terrier chasing its tail. I was, by all accounts, broke, broken, and dangerously close to losing the last sliver of hope.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
THE CRUEL DIVORCE
The mahogany desk, usually a symbol of his unwavering control, felt like a small, isolated island in the vast ocean of Alexander Sterling’s despair. Outside his panoramic office window, the Manhattan skyline shimmered with the indifferent brilliance of a million distant stars, each one a reminder of the life he was steadily losing.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
The Obsidian Bloom
The year is 2342, and the great cities of Earth are no more, swallowed by the rising oceans centuries ago. Humanity now thrives in sprawling, self-sustaining habitats that float like iridescent jellyfish across the vast, calm expanse of the Panthalassan Sea. Lyra, a bio-engineer whose hands were as accustomed to the microscopic world of cellular regeneration as they were to the weathered controls of her personal submersible, was a creature of the deep. Her world was a kaleidoscope of bioluminescence and the silent hum of life support systems.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
THE GIRL IN APARTMENT 4B
The building was a monolith of faded brick and chipped paint, a testament to decades of city grime and countless transient lives. Ten stories high, it loomed over the street like a tired giant, its windows, a hundred vacant eyes, reflecting the indifferent sky. Leo, the new superintendent, knew every crack in its crumbling facade, every loose floorboard, every groan of its ancient pipes. But of all its secrets, the most intriguing was the girl in Apartment 4B.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
America's Unfolding Story: From Ancient Roots to Modern Realities
The story of America is a complex tapestry, far predating the arrival of Europeans. For tens of thousands of years, Indigenous peoples traversed and thrived across the vast and varied landscapes that would later become known as the Americas. These diverse cultures, from the sophisticated agricultural societies of the Mississippi Valley to the nomadic hunters of the Great Plains and the intricate civilizations of Mesoamerica and the Andes, developed unique languages, spiritual beliefs, social structures, and profound understandings of their environments. They *discovered* and shaped America in the fullest sense, building intricate societies and developing sustainable practices that sustained millions.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Earth
Journey Through Japan: A Tapestry of Tradition and Tomorrow
The aroma of ramen hung in the air, a delicious promise of culinary adventures. From the window of the Shinkansen, Japan blurred into a vibrant tapestry of urban sprawl and verdant countryside. My long-anticipated journey to the Land of the Rising Sun had begun, and with each passing kilometer, the excitement in my chest swelled.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Earth
THE FIRST TIME I WAS SEEN
I still remember the nervous flutter in my stomach as I stood in front of the mirror, trying on my third outfit of the evening. My room looked like a hurricane had swept through it—clothes tossed everywhere, shoes mismatched, and cologne lingering too heavily in the air. It was just a date, I told myself. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t just any date. It was my first date.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
A LOVE THAT STAYED
The ancient grandfather clock in the study, a silent sentinel of time, ticked away the moments as Elias, his hands gnarled with age but surprisingly steady, carefully placed a faded photograph back into its worn leather album. The image showed a young man and woman, their faces alight with an unburdened joy, standing by a blooming cherry tree. It was a spring day, much like the one outside his window, where the first tentative blossoms were unfurling their delicate petals. Elias smiled, a crinkle of warmth around his eyes. He was 92 now, and the woman in the photograph, his beloved Clara, had been gone for fifteen years. Yet, looking at the picture, it felt like yesterday.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
The Day I Found My Father's Journal
I was never close to my father.It’s not that we didn’t get along—we just existed beside each other. He was the quiet, stern type. The kind of man who never raised his voice, never lost his cool, and never told you how he felt. He worked hard, read the newspaper religiously, and believed emotions were something you kept folded up in your back pocket, like an old receipt you never threw away.
By noor ul amin8 months ago in Humans
