Embarrassment
I’m An Artist, I Wanted To Be An Accountant
From a young age, I was captivated by the order and logic of numbers. Math felt like a reliable friend in an unpredictable world, promising a future of stability and success. However, as much as I adored the subject, external forces and familial expectations began to shape a path I never truly chose.
By Gading Widyatamaka11 months ago in Confessions
The Glass Room. AI-Generated.
We fell into darkness. A moment ago, we were arguing in the cold, sterile motel room—now, we were here, suspended in nothingness. Then, suddenly, we landed on a hard, icy floor. Light seeped in from nowhere, illuminating our surroundings. We were inside a cube, each wall, the ceiling, and even the floor made entirely of mirrors.
By Syafin Sanjaya11 months ago in Confessions
January and February 2025: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly.
I messed up. In complete honesty, 2025 has been a whirlwind of difficulties and lessons that have humbled me in its entirety. Though lasting only two months in its stretch, I have danced through the storms that have wearied the brevity of my soul. Some days were radiating with a sense of hope and oozing peace that displayed the possibility of a bright future, while others had a sense of doom, the kind of despair that doesn't go away with a full night's sleep, or ice cream or a warm bubble bath. It is the kind of tiredness that lingers onto your soul in its deepest trench, leaving no room for any light to enter.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Confessions
The Pain Echoed by That Laughter...
The Pain Echoed by That Laughter... School days—an era of innocence, a sky painted with endless memories, and the silent blooming of unspoken dreams. These years carve countless imprints on the heart, some fading with time, others remaining as scars that never truly heal.
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Confessions
The Ballad of Shadows
Title: The Ballad of Shadows Raheel was an aspiring musician, possessing a guitar and a voice capable of warming the coldest of hearts. Residing in the impoverished neighborhoods of Dhaka, he entertained patrons at modest roadside cafes and lively street corners, where the aroma of fried delicacies mingled with the vibrant sounds of the crowd, creating a disordered yet harmonious atmosphere. Despite his financial struggles, his fervor for music sustained him, with his melodies reflecting the burdens of his life and the aspiration for a brighter future.
By MOHAMMED NAZIM HOSSAIN11 months ago in Confessions
Sex Robots 2025: The Shocking Truth Behind AI Lovers, TV Drama Hype, and Alibaba’s Secret Listings. Content Warning.
Are Sex Robots Taking Over Your Bedroom? Imagine a world where your perfect lover is just a click away — custom-built, always attentive, and programmed to please. From sci-fi fantasies to Alibaba’s shadowy listings, sex robots are sparking global frenzy. But do they even exist? Dive into the scandalous truth about AI companions, K-drama fantasies, and why Silicon Valley won’t shut up about silicone lovers. Buckle up — this is not your grandma’s love story.
By David Snam11 months ago in Confessions
Unwavering Dedication to the Goal… Towards the Peak of Success!
Unwavering Dedication to the Goal… Towards the Peak of Success! is a journey filled with struggles. Along the way, there are many twists and turns—some easy, some difficult, some joyful, and some painful. But the moment a person remains dedicated to their goal, their journey toward success truly begins. My success, my goal—and I am always ready to pursue it!
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Confessions
Sipping Wisdom: A Personal Journey of Meeting My Younger Self Over Coffee
The air permeated a sense of calmness and stillness as I entered the coffee shop ten minutes late, I saw my younger self sitting there reading a book as she was sipping on her favourite caramel ice cream latte. Engrossed in her tale, she scrunched her nose as she did not like a particular stance of the story, I smiled with a serenity-filled eye as I saw the beauty of innocence brimming in her eyes. Hurrying across the table I told her sorry I was late and she said it was no problem. She asked me what I would like to have and I ordered an iced mocha frappuccino as she made room for me to sit alongside her on the table.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Confessions
From the Storm of Failure to the Peak of Success!
From the Storm of Failure to the Peak of Success! Life is an unending stream of struggles. Every individual experiences success at some point, but before reaching that destination, they must navigate the rough paths of failure. Some people succumb to failure, while others use it as a stepping stone toward greatness. As for me, I have made a firm decision—I will be successful because failure does not scare me!
By Dipak Pawar11 months ago in Confessions
