In the echoing chambers of silent suffering, my internal battles waged a relentless war for 14 long years. My anger, a misdirected tempest, lashed out at those dearest to me, leaving a trail of scars
by : Palango7 and Bard Six months have passed, yet Istanbul’s vibrant tapestry remains woven into my memory. My initial perception, of a modern European city with Islam veiled in the
By: Palango7 and CGPT Six months post my Turkey visit, memories of Istanbul’s vibrant Islamic practices linger vividly. My misguided perception of it being solely a modern European city
A Brother’s Lament (Part 1) Shadows hold tight, a heart’s shattered cry, An 11-year soul, drowning in its pain. By his brother’s side, cold and still they lie, A tender tale of
A Brother’s Lament (Part 2) Darkness clings, a heart’s fractured sigh, An 11-year soul, lost in its woe. Beside his brother, silent they lie, A tender tale of loss, eternally sown.
The Lost Art of Life Skills: A Dad’s Dying Plea In a quaint, little kitchen, there’s a father hunched over a lunchbox. For years, this daily routine has been his duty, his labor of love.
Normally I do not write opinion posts, but I was really upset last night and with the assistance of ChatGPT, here it is….. Unmasking PG&E: A Tale of Corruption and Rate Hikes In the sunny
Refugee Parent Roller Coaster TalesAs some of you may know, our 2021 Freshman move-in experience for us first-timers was full ofcrazy bloopers and a twisted sensory wonderland of WtFs.Fast forward to
To begin with, we had this college move-in day circled on our calendar months and months in advance. The amount of Costco/Target runs to pack and overpack. The items from FB marketplace fit the tiny