Tag: fiction
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Raya and The Magic Pencil – Chapter 2

Raya was still asleep at 7 AM and had not started to get ready for school. Raya’s mother was furious. “Raya, wake up, dear! It’s time for school! If you don’t wake up, I am going to get angry.” “OK, Mummy, I will get up soon.” Raya, still asleep in her bed, was being poked…
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Raya and Thatha – Chapter 1

Raya was a spirited 6-year-old girl. She lived with her grandparents and her mother at her grandparents’ house in a small village in South India called Mithra. Raya’s days were filled with going to school, playing with her cousins, and all of them listening to her Thatha’s stories on the veranda when the lights went…
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The Courage to Learn: Lessons from Failure

Felina always thought she was decent at her job—reliable, consistent, and capable of delivering results on time. When her manager asked her to join a new AI/ML team, she felt both honored and excited. After all, Artificial Intelligence was the frontier of innovation, and this opportunity could be career-defining. But there was one catch—Felina knew…
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If I Were a Tree

If I were a tree,I would stand stilland observe the world. I would breathe in opposite of man in the morning,while resting like man at night. Truly, a wonder how I support a manto continue living on this planet that we both cherish. I would watch as my leaves bloom in spring, summer,change colors in…
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The Colorful Oracle

Maya wiped sweat from her brow as she sorted through the dusty boxes in her uncle’s attic. That’s when she spotted it—a spherical object wrapped in faded velvet. “What even is all this junk?” she muttered, unwrapping a perfectly round crystal ball. Maya shook it, expecting snow globe action. Nothing. “Is this from Crystal Maze?”…
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I bloom a beautiful flower!

Nature waits for no oneNor does it do things in a hurry.There is a process you see—an invisible process that gets things done.How can I, human, be similar to thisbeautiful nature and planet?How can I flow like a river,slowly, gently towards its destination,without a worry of how it becomesthe sea, ocean or a bigger pond.Water…
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Callie the Invisible

Chapter 1: The Day the World Forgot Her Callie Morris felt she lived a mundane life. At twenty-five, she had landed what others called a “dream job” as a software engineer at a big tech company, yet she found herself wondering if there was more to life than work, and more work. She wanted to…
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Tale of Sam
Sam – the strong, loyal, gentle hero Sam was dreading this moment. She had dreaded it for years—as though a lifetime had passed since the fellowship was born. She knew this moment would come. A moment of weakness, or a moment of strength. She hoped—desperately—that it would be the latter. She asked Frodo to throw…
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The library’s Butterfly

Tears fell as Madam Butterfly was being handcuffed and taken away by the police.How she got to this point, she didn’t even know. At 54, Madam Butterfly had long settled into her quiet rhythm. She wore black every day—practical dresses with fitted leggings beneath—and every morning, before unlocking the library doors, she would gently adjust…
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There is Still Time
Mayumi sat in her modest kitchen in the early morning light, a half-drunk cup of green tea warming her hands. The hum of the refrigerator was the only sound accompanying her thoughts. Two photographs were tucked into the corner of the refrigerator door, held up by a cherry blossom magnet—one slightly curled at the edges,…
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Final Chapter: “The Light That Stayed”
The next morning, Masti awoke with a strange feeling. Lightness. It wasn’t loud or dramatic—just a subtle ease in her chest, like she could breathe a little more freely. She reached for her phone, more curious than anxious. Notifications from the blog glowed softly on the screen. 5 Comments. 13 Likes. 2 Subscribers. She blinked.…
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Scene 8: “Letters in the Moonlight”
The late evening light cast a soft glow across her room. Masti sat cross-legged on her bed, laptop balanced on a cushion. Her heart was pounding—not from nerves, but from something far rarer: purpose. The blog was ready. She’d chosen a clean, simple layout. Pale lavender accents, moon and stars in the banner. The title…