Childhood
The Dangerous Love
(Dark Romance part :4) Bristy went into the room and walked toward the balcony. The balcony was quite large. Several potted flower plants were lined up, and beside them was a swing. Bristy sat down on the swing. Just then, her eyes fell on a guitar nearby. She picked it up and started examining it curiously.
By Sabiha Sums10 months ago in Confessions
When Greatness Meets Clippers: Ronaldo Gets a Cut from Messi
There are rivalries in sport, and then there’s Messi vs. Ronaldo — a saga so iconic that it has defined generations, divided dinner tables, and sparked endless Twitter debates. But what if that legendary rivalry found itself not on the pitch... but in a barbershop?
By Sultan Khan10 months ago in Confessions
“Dreams just need courage
Summary She was born in a forgotten corner of India, raised in poverty, told that her place was the kitchen, and marriage was her only destiny. But instead of giving up, she picked up a pen and started writing her way out. This is not a story of comfort. This is a story of courage. A rural Indian girl’s voice, reaching across oceans, to be heard by those who still believe in hope.
By Riya mandal10 months ago in Confessions
CHILDHOOD . Content Warning.
Once upon a time, in a small village surrounded by tall trees and colorful flowers, there lived a young boy named Leo. Leo was full of curiosity, always eager to explore the world around him. He loved the sound of birds singing in the morning, the feel of soft grass under his bare feet, and the warmth of the sun on his face. He lived in a cozy little cottage with his family, and though they didn't have much, their home was always filled with laughter and love.
By proffessor hafeez10 months ago in Confessions
The Sound of Her Silence
The first time I saw Ayesha, she did not say a word. It was a rainy afternoon. I had escaped to a half-occupied bookstore between two rusted shopfronts on a quiet street in Dhaka. I wasn't looking for anything particular—just peace. The doorbell rang softly as I entered, and there she was.
By Bari Mir Rahamatul10 months ago in Confessions
The Unspoken Words
There are moments in life when life turns around, and yet you don't realize it until later. That was one of them. It started when I first saw her at the park. The weather was mild, the kind of day that enticed you to sit in the sun and watch the world go by. I had been going to that park daily for a month, trying to find peace, trying to escape the insanity that had consumed my life. I wasn't looking for anything or anyone, then she appeared.
By Bari Mir Rahamatul10 months ago in Confessions
The Art of Living Lightly: A Symphony of Small Things
I. Grand Theatre of the Everyday Life My dear reader, the Grand Theatre of the Everyday Life is not a dreadful affair to be suffered through, nor a burdensome ledger of duties to be tallied and settled. It is a theatre — no, a carnival — splendid and tragic, absurd and luminous, unfolding in your living room, at bus stops, in the slicing of apples and the tying of shoelaces. We are all actors, unwitting but dazzling, wearing bathrobes instead of cloaks, reciting soliloquies to our pets, and dreaming revolution between morning coffee and emails. What folly to think only philosophers wear long beards and live in ivory towers! Philosophy is not reserved for musty books and ponderous monks. It is found in the boiled egg, in a late train, in the laughter shared with a stranger. To live well is to philosophize well, not with the tongue, but with the soul.
By Reshal Manzoor 10 months ago in Confessions
'I Just Want to Breathe': A Trans Student's Fight for Belonging Divides a Small Town" is the title.. Content Warning.
" Watertown Schools at Crossroads: Trans Student Support Sparks Community Identity Crisis"* Image Concept:** A striking split-frame visual: On the left, a blurred chalkboard with phrases like “equality” and “tradition” partially erased; on the right, a diverse group of teens holding a pride flag outside Watertown High. The community's struggle to connect is symbolized by the bridge at the center of the image. WATERTOWN, NY— What started out as a routine meeting of the school board on Tuesday has turned into a heated argument about identity, safety, and the role of public education in this close-knit community in upstate New York. At the center of the storm is 16-year-old Alex Martinez (they/them), a transgender student whose request for updated locker room accommodations has forced Watertown Unified School District (WUSD) into a national debate—and exposed deep fractures in a town once united by Friday night football and apple harvest festivals. The Spark: When Personality Meets Policy** Alex, a sophomore honor student and robotics team captain, approached school administrators in August seeking access to gender-neutral changing facilities ahead of gym class rotations. Currently, transgender students must use staff bathrooms or facilities aligning with their birth certificates—a policy adopted in 2019 but rarely tested until now. Alex told The Watertown Chronicle, "I just want to change for swim class without feeling like a zoo exhibit," with a steady voice and sparkling eyes". This is not political. It all comes down to breathing. Their mother, Marisol Martinez—a third-generation dairy farmer and EMT—says the family anticipated pushback but never foresaw the vitriol. She was stacking hay bales on the family's 40-acre farm when she said, "We've had folks who have known Alex since preschool suddenly quoting Bible verses at us in the Piggly Wiggly parking lot." When did simple acts of kindness become controversial? Community Whiplash: Jobs, Jeers, and Jeopardized Unity** As national advocacy groups descend on Watertown (pop. 24,700), the debate is reshaping local dynamics: The Conundrum of the Educator** Last week, 12th-grade biology teacher Sarah Cheng received complaints from parents regarding her LGBTQ+ history lesson. “One dad accused me of ‘recruiting,’” said Cheng, who’s taught in WUSD for 17 years. "However, my job is to teach facts, such as how the American Psychiatric Association declassified being transgender in 2012 as a disorder." Whispers in the Medical Field** At Carthage Area Hospital, pediatric nurse Liam O’Connor reports a 30% spike in anxiety-related ER visits among LGBTQ+ teens since September. He stated, "Kids are hearing parents argue about Alex's case at dinner." "They're turning that fear inside out." Small Business Squeeze** Gina Patel, the proprietor of the "Brewed Awakening" café on Main Street, now rotates pride and "Don't Tread on Me" flags on a weekly basis to avoid boycotts. “Regulars who’ve shared scones for years won’t sit together anymore,” she lamented. Legal Limbo** Albany-based civil rights attorney Elena Ruiz warns WUSD could face Title IX violations if they deny Alex’s request. Citing July's Doe v. Ruiz, Ruiz stated, "Courts increasingly side with trans students." Texas ruling by Midland ISD. National Script, Local Cast* The conflict in Watertown is indicative of broader tensions, as 18 states passed laws in 2023 that restricted transgender youths' access to facilities and healthcare. Yet here, the conflict wears familiar faces: According to First Baptist Church Pastor Jim Holloway**, schools are "overstepping": "God created male and female." Period”. Dr. Alicia Monroe**, WUSD’s first Black superintendent, counters, “Our duty isn’t theology—it’s ensuring every student thrives.” Even the local trades are split. Union pipefitter Joe Kowalski, 54, circulated a petition supporting Alex after his niece came out as trans. “I weld pipes, not judge people,” he shrugged. The Path Forward—Or Backward? ** Both sides are mobilizing ahead of the crucial November 7 vote on the school board: Advocates** hosted a “Rainbow Rally” featuring Alex’s robotics team demoing a pride-themed robot. Opponents held a prayer vigil where chants of "Let kids be kids!" and hymns competed. Alex, on the other hand, concentrates on college applications and taking care of their prize-winning 4H goats. They said, adjusting their rainbow-striped face masks, "I didn't choose this fight." However, "it's worth it if speaking up helps one kid feel less alone." Image Suggestion for Social Media:** A close-up of Alex’s weathered barn door spray-painted with “Y’ALL MEANS ALL,” their shadow cast long against Upstate New York’s golden autumn light.
By Kazi Faruqul Islam10 months ago in Confessions
Healing Childhood Trauma
Healing from Childhood Trauma: A Journey Toward Wholeness Childhood trauma can leave lasting scars that affect an individual’s emotional, mental, and even physical well-being throughout their life. Whether it involves physical, emotional, or sexual abuse, neglect, loss, or witnessing violence, the impact of trauma in childhood is profound. The effects can range from difficulties with trust and relationships to mental health struggles such as anxiety, depression, and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). However, healing from childhood trauma is possible. It’s a long and often challenging journey, but with the right tools, support, and mindset, it’s a path toward recovery and emotional freedom.
By Gabriela Tone10 months ago in Confessions
Aren't Women More Than Just Wives in Punjabi Stories?
When Punjab is remembered, either pictures of gigantic, hulking men willing to fight for their motherland or the popular love stories come to our imagination. Punjabi literature can submerge both extremes of love and war it most delicately. While the literature of the wars is resistance against invaders or powers, love is also highly militant.
By Hridya Sharma10 months ago in Confessions
Echoes from a Simpler Time
Dil dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat ke raat din..." (Once more, my heart yearns for those leisurely days) The familiar tune played softly in the background as I leaned against the window, watching the gentle sway of new leaves on the branches outside. Spring had arrived in Boston, draping the town in fresh greens and soft blossoms. The air smelled of renewal - of the earth waking up, of flowers daring to bloom again. Yet, as the breeze carried the scent of rain-soaked soil and the distant hum of birdsong, something inside me stirred.
By Vikas Dhingra10 months ago in Confessions
