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Prem sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the flickering tube light. His head throbbed, not just from exhaustion but from the sheer weight of everything he carried. His father’s business was failing, his younger sister’s education depended on him, and his job barely covered their household expenses. On top of it, he […]

Purnima wiped her hands on the kitchen towel, staring at the closed bedroom door. Last night’s fight with Rajat still echoed in her mind—his sharp words, her cold silence. The house felt like a battlefield, frozen in the aftermath of war. She sighed, stepping onto the balcony. The morning sunbathed the city in gold, the

Anisha sat in her car outside their apartment, gripping the steering wheel. Her eyes burned with unshed tears, her breath coming in sharp bursts. The echoes of Vikram’s words still rang in her ears—sharp, cutting, unfair. “How can you be so insensitive? You never understand me!” he had shouted. She had snapped back, her voice

The weight of words hung heavy in the air as Neeta hurried through the hospital corridor, clutching a steel tiffin box wrapped tightly in a cotton cloth. But this time, her heart was heavier than her hands. Her younger brother, Karun, had been admitted after a drunken brawl at a wedding—an evening meant for celebration

In a vibrant Indian village, Priya stood as a beacon of positivity and vitality. Her days were a whirlwind of activity, filled with laughter, love, and boundless energy. From the crack of dawn, she would embark on her morning yoga routine, greeting the sun with a radiant smile. The rhythmic chants of her breathing exercises

Caught in a Whirlpool of constant noise and outrage, Ankit was no longer the cheerful, easy-going young man he once was. Once well-liked by his friends and family, something inside him had shifted. It started subtly—he began spending hours glued to his phone, scrolling through aggressive news debates, watching videos filled with anger, and engaging

Choose Wisely—that was the quiet motto Kriti lived by, though she never said it aloud unless someone truly needed to hear it. In a small town near Pune, she was known not for loud opinions or flashy posts, but for her calm presence and thoughtful ways. Though young, Kriti carried a sense of awareness that

Young Ravi found solace in the glow of his smartphone screen. Initially, it was innocent—a quick scroll through social media or a casual binge-watch of his favourite shows. But as days turned into nights, Ravi found himself ensnared in the hypnotic grasp of his devices. With each passing hour, Ravi’s world shrank, confined to the

Ranjay, a young IT professional in Bengaluru, lived on instant noodles, burgers, and energy drinks. “Who has time to cook?” he often said. His days were spent coding, scrolling social media, and binge-watching late into the night. Sleep-deprived and restless, he never understood why he felt so exhausted. One evening, while hurrying home, he collided

Breaking the Chains of Hate: A Terrorist’s Journey to Redemption From Hate to Healing – A Powerful Story of Transformation, Peace, and Redemption In a huge sprawling city, amidst the chaos of daily life,two individuals resided standing at opposite ends of the human spectrum. Onewas a terrorist named Sameer, indoctrinated with fear, hatred, and violence.The