Mmegi

The conscious party

In a world filled with erratic volatility, the inspiration was smooth and peaceful. As the magic of biology facilitated the requisite oxygen exchange, the expiration with its carbon dioxide cargo tranquilly left my body. As my eyes opened, my cognitive machine joined the conscious party.

The room, bathed in the gentle glow of the sun’s morning whispers, revealed itself through thick curtains, each thread illuminated by the soft luminescence.

In this delicate interplay of breath, light and consciousness, the day extended its invitation, wrapped in the subtle enchantment of a sunlit hello. Amidst the tranquil embrace of a moment devoid of relentless stimuli, I discovered a profound wellspring of inner peace and happiness.


Editor's Comment
Mob justice isn't just

A young man suspected of breaking into a car was seized by residents, severely assaulted, and died in the hospital within an hour. We unreservedly condemn this mob justice. It is not a solution to crime, but a criminal offence that turns citizens into murderers.Residents are understandably angry about theft. The person who raised the alarm at 4am acted lawfully, and the neighbours who rushed to help showed community spirit. But what followed was...

Have a Story? Send Us a tip
arrow up