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He was a man of code, not creed. Aryan’s world was built on a foundation of verifiable data, a universe where every effect had a traceable cause. For him, belief was not a premise to be accepted, but a conclusion to be earned—the final product of a rigorous audit of the evidence. His philosophy was
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Rahul was a mechanical engineer, working a steady nine-to-five job at a reputable firm. The salary was good, the benefits comfortable, yet every evening, he returned home with a gnawing emptiness. Life felt mechanical—wake, work, return, sleep, repeat. The glow of his computer screen, the hum of machinery, the endless reports—it all left him drained,
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What if your instinct to help others is actually doing more harm than good? It’s a question most of us would rather avoid. Kindness is sacred — beyond scrutiny. But Friedrich Nietzsche, the 19th-century philosopher who famously declared “God is dead,” wasn’t one to tiptoe around sacred ideas. In On the Genealogy of Morality and
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Readers are more than a family, for they listen when the world turns away. They hold words gently, as if each matters, offering a quiet stillness that lets voices linger. In this space, a story unfolds—a woman’s silent strength, her voice too often unheard, yet enduring. Jane Hawking’s Travelling to Infinity: My Life with Stephen
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The Patel Story: Tradition, Transformation, and Triumph AbstractThe Gujarati Patel communities, encompassing Leva, Kadva, Matiya, Muslim Patels (Momin/Momna), Anjana, and Chaudhary, collectively known as Kanbis, have a rich history rooted in medieval Gujarat as village headmen and landowners. This article traces their evolution from peasant farmers to a globally influential community, emphasising their socio-economic rise
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In the heart of the Amazon rainforest, where the canopy stretches high into the sky, there lived a family of Harpy Eagles. These majestic birds, with their piercing eyes and enormous wingspans, were the rulers of the skies, feared and revered by all other creatures in the jungle. The family consisted of Arion and Leila,
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An old man, weary from a long day of shopping, sank into his armchair. As he reached for his tea, an unusual scene caught his eye: his cat, Cleopatra, sat perched regally by the window; his dog, Max, sprawled comfortably on the floor; and his parrot, Polly, stood upright on her perch. All three seemed
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The worn leather of the armchair creaked softly under Maya’s weight. She gazed out the window, watching as the city lights blurred into a hazy swirl of color, but her mind wasn’t on the view. It was somewhere else—stuck between the echoes of yesterday’s failure and the looming worries of tomorrow. Her grandmother, sitting nearby
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