From Dust to Stars
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From struggle to starlight — I write for the soul.
Through words, I trace the quiet power of growth, healing, and becoming.
Here you'll find reflections that rise from the dust — raw, honest, and full of light.
Stories (45)
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🧱 Walls That Touch the Sky: Exploring China’s Ancient Marvel
There’s something humbling about standing before a wall that stretches beyond the horizon. A wall so massive, it snakes over mountains, weaves through deserts, and clings to cliffs with the persistence of a legend that refuses to die. That wall is none other than the Great Wall of China, often called the longest man-made structure in the world. But beyond its physical grandeur lies a story—one that echoes resilience, sacrifice, and the powerful will of a civilization determined to defend itself and define its identity.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Wander
The Fascinating Story of Human Evolution
Have you ever looked in the mirror and wondered—how did we get here? Not just you or me, but us, as a species? The way we walk, think, love, fight, explore—none of it happened by chance. It's the result of a long, painful, beautiful journey that started millions of years ago. A journey that isn’t just about science. It’s about identity.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Futurism
THE SOUL: A CONCEPT OF DEFINED
Chapter 1: The Hollow Chase Ravi Sharma was the kind of man every parent pointed at with pride and envy. At just 34, he was the regional director of a renowned tech company in Bengaluru. His LinkedIn was a tapestry of milestones — promotions, awards, international conferences. His Instagram showed luxury vacations, gourmet meals, and curated smiles. To the outside world, Ravi had it all.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Humans
My Thoughts as a Feminist
For a long time, I hesitated to call myself a feminist. Not because I didn’t believe in equality, but because I didn’t fully understand what feminism really meant. The word carried too much noise—opinions, arguments, labels. In school, when someone said “feminist,” others rolled their eyes or laughed like it was some dramatic performance. The media didn’t help either. Feminists were often portrayed as angry, aggressive, “too much.” I didn’t want to be seen as difficult or extreme.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Humans
God, Who Is Lucky?
It was one of those busy, restless evenings in Mumbai—where traffic honks are a language of their own, and every soul seems to be chasing something. Fourteen-year-old Riyan Mehta was walking back from his coaching class, schoolbag swinging behind him, earbuds tucked in. His mind was a cocktail of stress: math homework, an upcoming science test, and the silent tension brewing at home between his parents.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Humans
IN THE ARM OF JESUS: FINDING COMFORT AND PEACE
“You’ll be okay, Mom. I promise.” Those were the last words Sarah’s son, Michael, said before stepping out of the house that stormy evening. It was just a few days after his 21st birthday. A quick errand. A short drive. Nothing unusual. But Sarah couldn’t shake the feeling in her chest—that sharp, anxious tug she now understood had been more than just a mother’s worry.
By From Dust to Stars7 months ago in Families
