Christopher Gomes
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The Beggar Who Always Dreamed For Life Changer
There was a beggar named Ram, who sat every day at the foot of the old banyan tree at the corner of Mahatma Gandhi Road. His clothes, tattered and stained, barely covered his thin, frail body. His face was weathered by years of exposure to the sun and rain, his eyes tired yet bright with a spark of something that never quite faded—hope.
By Christopher Gomesabout a year ago in Humans
The Weight of Tomorrow
The pandemic had come like a thief in the night, unseen, unheard, but leaving destruction in its wake. For Rina and Ronald, it wasn’t just a virus that came knocking—it was the collapse of everything they had worked for. Once, they had been a typical family: a home full of laughter, two bright-eyed children, and jobs that paid the bills. Life had been steady, and they had planned for the future, invested in their children’s education, and dreamt of a comfortable retirement.
By Christopher Gomesabout a year ago in Humans
The Heart of winter
The wind had howled through the trees all day, a relentless reminder that winter had come to claim the world outside. Snow piled up against windowsills, thick and heavy, and the sky, a heavy shade of gray, seemed to press down on the earth like a soft, woolen blanket. The world beyond the walls of the little cabin was a frozen wilderness of white drifts and ice-coated branches, but inside, warmth and light filled every corner.
By Christopher Gomesabout a year ago in Families
A Letter of Gratitude
Dear Grandma, As the seasons change and we approach the time of reflection, I find myself thinking about the moments and people that have shaped my life. There’s an undeniable warmth that this time of year brings—an invitation to pause, look back, and express the gratitude that sometimes gets lost in the rush of daily life. As I reflect on the paths I’ve walked, there’s one person who stands out in ways that are impossible to overlook: you.
By Christopher Gomesabout a year ago in Humans
Tension is in my cerebrum, for what reason is my heart beating?
You have likely felt tension inside your chest or stomach, and your cerebrum generally doesn't hurt when you're terrified. Many societies attach weakness and grit more to the heart or the guts than to the cerebrum
By Christopher Gomes2 years ago in Humans
It can be difficult to part ways with a terrible sweetheart or sweetheart for several reasons.
Title Why It's Difficult to Part Ways with a Terrible Beau or Sweetheart Introduction: Breaking up with a terrible partner can be a challenging and complicated process. Despite knowing the negative aspects of the relationship, some individuals find it difficult to separate or stay separated from their partners. Learning about the underlying psychological principles and patterns can offer insights into why people continue to invest in these unhealthy relationships. This article will explore the addictive nature of bad relationships and why individuals struggle to let go.
By Christopher Gomes2 years ago in Psyche
