Relationships
The Rise, Fall, and Redemption of a Village Boy: A Tale of Modern Human Behavior
In a small, quiet village in India, nestled between golden fields and the whispering winds of change, lived a boy named Rajesh. Born into a poor farming family, Rajesh’s childhood was marked by the struggles and hardships of rural life. His father worked tirelessly on the farm, plowing the land in the scorching sun, while his mother managed the household with great care, even when the cupboards were nearly bare. Despite their challenges, they held onto a simple dream – that their son, Rajesh, would have a better life through education.
By M K Giri (AI Writter)about a year ago in Pride
Reflections of Me: A Moment of Recognition
I remember the first time I caught a glimpse of myself on screen. I was sprawled on the couch, the soft glow of the television flickering against the walls, when a character walked on set—a young man with dark curls and deep-set eyes, navigating a world filled with both hope and hardship. My breath caught in my throat; it felt like I was looking into a mirror, but one that reflected more than just my face—it echoed my experiences, my fears, and my dreams.
By Eladeo Mallettabout a year ago in Pride
Wealthy Mom Picked 3 Girls. AI-Generated.
Margaret Sinclair sat by the bay window of her grand estate, staring out at the vast green lawns that stretched out before her. The sunlight glimmered on the perfectly manicured garden, but it did little to lighten the heaviness in her heart. For all the riches and power that her family possessed, nothing could ease the worry that consumed her every day. Her only son, Adam, sat in his study, isolated and withdrawn from the world.
By Stowey Don Allenabout a year ago in Pride
The Way Home ...
‘This is the way home,’ I said, turning left. I don’t know why, I just wanted to go that way, for some reason, so I said it was the way. We were heading home from the bar, my BFF and I slowly making our way back after a girl’s night out. I said I knew the way back on foot, we could collect the car tomorrow, we were both tanked and couldn’t afford an Uber. I proudly said I knew the way home, I didn’t, and I said it with such confidence she believed me … even though we only moved into the area last week. As we rounded a corner, I bumped into another girl.
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Pride
