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My eyes slowly adjusted to the blackness as I looked through the window, the sounds of shuffling students gathering around me and filling the quiet.My internal switch flicked, pulling me back to the moment, and I gathered my books and tucked them...

My backpack was already packed, my brain had clocked out, and my legs twitched like a sprinter on the blocks. Then, at last, the bell rang, sweet liberation! We erupted outside like jubilant prisoners on perfectly legal parole. The excitement level...

Yet somewhere in that chaos, our brains begin to map meaning. A mother’s coo repeats often enough that it becomes familiar; a father’s laugh becomes music we recognise. Slowly, sound starts to segment into patterns, and patterns into...

A sharper mind built better tools, forged tighter tribes, and dreamed beyond the visible horizon. Yet intelligence, ever restless, soon turned inward, questioning its own purpose. Perhaps evolution’s slyest twist was this: in giving us thought to...

On the field, competition distills our restless energy into something beautifully civilised: rules instead of chaos, sportsmanship instead of savagery. We run, leap, and dive not to survive the day, but to prove, if only for a moment, that we can...

As the day drifts onward, does some cosmic hand ease the dimmer switch, casting a gentle glow to soothe our frayed, city-worn nerves? And as the light slowly ebbs, the world’s volume seems to hush itself.Coincidence, or calibration? Perhaps...

Trees trade their bright greens for muted golds and rusts, and the air carries a new edge that hints at what’s coming. The hum of insects fades, the evenings arrive earlier, and gardens quietly surrender their last bursts of colour. There’s a...

The carriages swayed with an almost artful rhythm, the whistle echoing across vast stretches of wilderness where electricity was scarce and darkness pressed close.Smoke curled into a sky jewelled with stars, as if the locomotive were sketching secret...

Anticipation sharpens it: the crowd swelling with tension, the air thick with the possibility of triumph or heartbreak. In that charged moment, each racing heartbeat oxygen for the soul.Discovery and even rivalry, sporting or otherwise, nourish...

The window is open, and the curtain shifts just slightly, as if the morning is peeking in, asking permission. I slip out of bed before the house stirs, feeling the quiet stretch wide around me. The floor remains silent, maybe out of courtesy. I boil...

The lyrics don’t always say things directly; they hint, remember, and hope.A chorus returns again and again, clinging desperately. Whether it’s a slow ballad or an upbeat track, the message stays familiar: someone meant something. Someone still...

Yes, Canada: where winter isn’t a season, it’s a full-time occupation, and where temperatures drop so low that birds, clearly wiser than many of us, migrate to sun-soaked lands where t-shirts, shorts, and iced drinks make far more sense. You...

This new fluidity jolted the neurons from their stupor, prompting them to chart an itinerary for the moments ahead. Progress was occasionally interrupted when someone else’s cognitive or muscular machinery lagged behind, demanding extra time to...

Physically, I felt excellent with my muscles primed, my body coiled and ready for the post-work ritual at the gym. Mentally, though, it was the usual end-of-day pandemonium.Every ounce of effort had already been siphoned into the relentless parade of...

Framed by Parliament and a soft mist, it feels less like architecture and more like London’s crown, unmoving, iconic, quietly magnificent. I glanced left as I stepped onto Westminster Bridge toward Southbank.Even blindfolded, if you’d erased Big...