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"Humor is what binds humans together and makes difficult times just a little less painful; Sometimes you can't help but laugh. "
🎢 Life Is an Amusement Park — And I Always Get on the Wrong Ride
🎟️ Entry Ticket: Hope They handed me a ticket at birth. It didn’t say much—just “Good luck!” scribbled in invisible ink. I didn’t ask for it, I just woke up one day with the sound of a thousand voices shouting different directions:
By F. M. Rayaan8 months ago in Humans
SUCCESS
You think when you hit success, life will finally start. You think the fireworks will go off, the crowd will chant your name, and your self-doubt will finally pack its bags and leave. You think success is the magic wand that turns the mess into meaning.
By Timeless Truths8 months ago in Humans
Rethinking Ambition: Acharya Prashant on Why Don't Need to be like Your Role Models
Rethinking Ambition: Acharya Prashant on Why You Don’t Need to Be Like Your Role Models Keywords: ambition, Acharya Prashant, success mindset, how to stay motivated, life purpose, inner fulfillment, role models, youth empowerment
By Ramesh Mahato 8 months ago in Humans
Learning to Leave Quietly
There is no thunderclap when a heart decides to leave. Sometimes, the loudest decision is made in silence, folded neatly like worn clothes into a small suitcase. That’s how I left—not with slamming doors or broken dishes, but with a soft zipper sliding shut and the quiet padding of footsteps at dawn.
By Shohel Rana8 months ago in Humans
She Who Spoke to Shadows
She Who Spoke to Shadows In the forgotten village of Darnel Hollow, where fog clung to the trees like old secrets and the sun seldom broke through the heavy canopy, there lived a girl named Kaelen. Her name was whispered more than spoken aloud, not because she was feared but because she was not fully understood. From the moment she could speak, Kaelen conversed with shadows.
By Author kelechi8 months ago in Humans
The Resilience of the Human Spirit
Man, Emily Thompson didn’t exactly hit the jackpot at birth. Forget a silver spoon—more like a plastic fork, if that. Her childhood? Total nightmare fuel. At seven, bam—both parents gone in some freak car accident. The whole town felt it, sure, but for Emily? It wasn't just noise from elsewhere. She was thrown into the deep end without any floaties as a result of that loss, which basically cut a hole in her entire world. She got a crash course in growing up, so yes. Her entire life was packed into this dingy old backpack, one foster home after another, each one being colder than the last. She picked up on kindness in a few places, which weren't the worst. Other locations? Let’s just say, she learned what neglect looks like up close. Every crappy chapter toughened her up, carved out this stubborn streak of resilience that just wouldn’t quit.
By Cotheeka Srijon8 months ago in Humans
I Read 100 Self-Help Books and I’m Giving You Their Secrets
My Quest for a Better Me Five years ago, I was a mess. My desk was a chaos of unpaid bills, my dreams of writing a novel were buried under excuses, and my mornings started with a groan and a snooze button. I wasn’t failing, but I wasn’t thriving either—just drifting, like a boat with no rudder. One rainy afternoon, I picked up a battered copy of a self-help book from a thrift store, its pages dog-eared and hopeful. That book was a matchstick, lighting a fire to read more. Over the years, I devoured 100 of the world’s top self-help books, from Atomic Habits to The Power of Now, not as a scholar but as a guy desperate to grow. Each book was a stepping stone, teaching me how to build habits, shift my mind, and chase what matters. I didn’t just read them—I lived them, scribbling notes, trying their advice, and stumbling plenty. Now, I’m not a guru, but I’m better—happier, bolder, me. I’m packing all that wisdom into this guide, a gift from my journey to yours, with three big lessons to light your path. Ready to grab it? Let’s roll! 😄
By F. M. Rayaan8 months ago in Humans
Lost in Translation ( Thailand)
It was 6:18 AM on Sunday, jan 25, 2025, when my alarm jolted me awake in a guesthouse in rural Thailand. I’d been traveling solo for three months, chasing cheap flights and spicy street food across Southeast Asia. At 28, I was a freelance writer with a knack for stumbling into adventures, but nothing prepared me for the day I accidentally crashed a village wedding. What started as a language blunder turned into a night of laughter, feasting, and a connection I’ll never forget—a story that still makes me cringe and grin in equal measure.
By Muhammad Ahmar 8 months ago in Humans
Chasing Sunsets and Storms
The Himalayas had always called to me, their jagged peaks a siren song for my restless soul. At 34, I was burned out—too many years in a Mumbai cubicle, staring at spreadsheets, dreaming of freedom. So I quit my job, sold my car, and bought a Royal Enfield Himalayan, a rugged bike built for the mountains. My plan: a solo ride from Leh to Manali, a 475-kilometer stretch known as one of the world’s most dangerous roads. It was June 2025, and I was chasing sunsets, storms, and something I couldn’t name. What I found was danger, beauty, and a version of myself I’d forgotten existed.
By Muhammad Ahmar 8 months ago in Humans
