Alex

Joined May 2025

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Whispers under the library floor
Chapter One: The Trapdoor No One Had Seen After sunset each day, the silence in Elder Halo Library would grow so deep that it seemed as if the books were whispering secret conversations among themselves.
By Alex8 months ago in History
The Facebook Guy Called Zuck. AI-Generated.
It was 2004. In a small dorm room at Harvard University, a young man sat in front of his laptop, smiling at the screen. He had no idea that the project he was working on would one day change how the entire world communicates. That young man’s name was Mark Zuckerberg. But his friends fondly called him “Zuck,” and some even joked, “There goes the crazy Facebook guy!”
By Alex8 months ago in History
The Story of an Unstoppable Warrior. AI-Generated.
The afternoon in Delhi was calm. A young child was standing at the corner of a tight alley, holding a bat, under the scorching sun. As they waited for the first ball, his friends crowded around him. The child had no idea at the time that his name would one day be heard all throughout the cricket globe. It is Virat Kohli.
By Alex8 months ago in BookClub
Lover's Diary . AI-Generated.
It was a winter evening. The day's last light was slowly taking leave in the lap of the sky. Standing on the balcony, Araf was gazing into the darkness, as if wanting to merge with it. In his hand was that old diary, in whose every page lay hidden the most precious memories of his life. In the corner of his eyes gathered some sadness, some ineffable feelings, some unwritten words.
By Alex8 months ago in BookClub
Healthy Body, Happy Life. AI-Generated.
Rayhan Chowdhury was a mathematics teacher at a small town's high school. He was always responsible, punctual, and popular among his students. But there came a moment in his life that would compel him to deeply reflect on his lifestyle and health.
By Alex8 months ago in Art
Love at First Sight. AI-Generated.
Kolkata's morning was alive with its usual rhythm. The metro line, like the city's lifeblood, raced through the tracks, carrying waves of people caught between urgency and hesitation. Amidst this bustling crowd, Raj stood, his eyes weary, his mind restless.
By Alex8 months ago in History
Where the Rain Meets the Heart. AI-Generated.
Today, the sky over the city was oddly gray. The clouds had been building heavy and dense throughout the morning. There is not a hint of sunlight anywhere. Raindrops appeared to be quietly sobbing as they cascaded down the windowpane, creating hazy trails.
By Alex8 months ago in Art
Head on your shoulder
That evening that had descended in silence. Only the chirping of birds around, and somewhere in the distance the continuous melody of the harmonium was floating. The rain water had washed the leaves of the trees - as if everything had woken up anew. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a village filled with cool air - his name is Kalabau.
By Alex8 months ago in Beat
Love seen on TV, took phone number from boarding pass—Beckham's madness for Posh
What did Beckham write November 1. Tibolis, Georgia. The night before the World Cup qualifying match. I'm sitting in the hotel room. My roommate is lying on the bed next to Gary Neville.
By Alex8 months ago in Art