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This super-dense cosmic 'pasta' is the strongest material in the Universe
Credit: Nazarii Neshcherenskyi Deep within the crusts of neutron stars—the ultra-dense remnants of exploded stars—exists a bizarre, nearly indestructible form of matter whimsically nicknamed nuclear pasta. It’s not made of flour or eggs, but instead of tightly packed protons and neutrons twisted into strange shapes. And despite the playful name, it’s believed to be the strongest material in the universe.
By rifat_haksonabout a year ago in History
Argentina seals $20 billion IMF deal, tears down currency controls
BUENOS AIRES, April 11 (Reuters) - Argentina sealed a $20 billion, 48-month Extended Fund Facility deal with the International Monetary Fund on Friday and, in a major policy move ahead of the deal, dismantled key parts of its years-long currency controls and loosened its grip on the peso.
By rifat_haksonabout a year ago in History
Felt like a 20-minute earthquake: Delhi-NCR residents left shaken after sudden dust storm
New Delhi, April 12 — A sudden and intense dust storm swept across the Delhi-NCR region late Friday evening, leaving residents startled and the city blanketed in a cloud of dust and debris. The out-of-the-blue weather phenomenon, which lasted about 20 minutes, reduced visibility significantly, uprooted trees, and disrupted power in several locations. Ritesh Malhotra, a Noida resident, said, "It felt like a 20-minute earthquake." He described how windows rattled and things fell inside as strong winds howled outside. Videos depicting dramatic scenes of swaying electric poles, flying debris, and people caught off guard by the storm soon flooded social media. The sudden dust storm was brought on by a combination of high surface temperatures and strong westerly winds, according to the India Meteorological Department (IMD). Wind gusts of up to 70 kilometers per hour were recorded in parts of Delhi and Gurgaon. Although the IMD had previously issued a yellow alert for the region warning of light rain and gusty winds, the severity of the storm surprised many. Power outages were reported in a number of neighborhoods as a result of damaged overhead cables and fallen trees. On important roads like the Ring Road and NH-48, traffic was disrupted, and Metro services experienced brief delays as a result of operational safety checks. As minor injuries and property damage were reported from South Delhi, Dwarka, and Ghaziabad, emergency services were on high alert. Authorities advised residents to stay indoors and avoid parking vehicles under trees or unstable structures.
By Kindless Exeabout a year ago in History
Rainbow friendship
Our friendship is a vast canvas—each of us a brushstroke painted with different colors, each hue a reflection of our paths, our professions, and our personalities. We are the sons of the same soil, growing in different directions yet rooted in the same ground of love and laughter.
By Jeweljonyeeabout a year ago in History
Canadians in the Second Boer War.
Canadians were always well known for their fierceness and integrity in both World War I and World War II, yet the first time Canuck boots would hit foreign soil was 1899, in South Africa. Canadians served alongside the British troops against Dutch settlers named Boers. Approximately seven thousand Canadians volunteered for the service, including twelve nurses and three contingents of the Canadian Army, many others would even serve in British units. The Canadians would play an important role in the British war effort, taking part in the three biggest battles of the war.
By Jacob Newsonabout a year ago in History
A letter from Death 💀
Start Dear Soul, I know my name brings chills to many hearts. I’ve been feared, cursed, misunderstood for as long as time has existed. People run from me, cry at the thought of me, and yet—sooner or later—we all meet. I do not write this to frighten you. I write this to speak the truth, not the one wrapped in horror stories or whispered in hospitals, but the quiet, honest truth you deserve to hear. I am Death. But I am not darkness. I am not cruelty. I do not come with blood or fire. I do not arrive with screams. I come when the world has grown quiet around you, when your breath begins to fade like fog in the morning sun. I come with calm hands and softer steps than you imagine. My arrival is not a storm—it’s a sigh, a gentle closing of the last page in a story that has been long, beautiful, and at times, hard. You’ve seen me before, though you may not have known it. In the fading eyes of a grandparent, in the silence after a funeral prayer, in the final exhale of someone you loved deeply. I was there. Not to take with cruelty, but to carry with care. People fear me because they do not understand me. And I do not blame them. The unknown is frightening. But I promise you this: I am not the end. I am the doorway. I am the release from pain, from burden, from the weight you’ve carried so long. I am not the fall—I am the landing. I do not take joy in sorrow. I do not hunger for lives. That is not my purpose. I am not the one who causes suffering—I am the one who arrives when it’s done. I am the one who lifts you out of it. When your body can no longer carry your soul, when your heart grows tired of fighting, that is when I come. Quietly. Respectfully. I have taken children who left too soon, and I’ve taken warriors who fought long battles. I’ve stood beside those whose hands were held tightly and those who passed in silence. And I’ve mourned every single time, because though I am Death, I understand love. I see it every day. I see it in the way people whisper goodbye, in the tears that fall on pillows, in the prayers that rise after I’ve come. I do not erase love. That is the one thing even I cannot touch. Love follows you beyond the veil. It connects you still, heart to heart, across time and space. Those who love you will remember, speak your name, dream of you, feel you in small moments—and that will be you, reminding them that though your form is gone, your essence remains. I know many ask, “Why now?” or “Why them?” I wish I had answers that would satisfy every broken heart, but the truth is, I do not control time. I do not choose the moment—I only arrive at it. Life gives, and life takes. I simply carry what remains. So please, do not fear me. When your time comes, and it will—just as night follows day—I will be there, not as a terror, but as a friend. You will not be alone. You will not be lost. I will carry your soul like something fragile and sacred. I will guide you gently, so gently, to what lies beyond. Until then, live boldly. Love deeply. Laugh loudly. Use your time well. Not one second is promised, and yet every second is a gift. Make your life a story worth reading, so that when the last line comes, it ends with peace. And when that day comes, when the sun sets for you for the last time, remember—do not be afraid. I am only Death....
By Zaeem Hasan about a year ago in History
Mars Planet live Alien? 5 Unknown Facts That’ll Blow Your Mind
For many years, Mars has captivated humanity with its reddish color and enigmatic landscape. From science fiction movies to NASA’s robot explorations, the Red Planet has become a symbol of our curiosity about life beyond our planet. But does life really exist on Mars? And if it does—could it be … extraterrestrial?
By Mubarak Hossain Akashabout a year ago in History
AfricansHateAfricans.Org; Ghana & Ghanaians The Spirt of African Sellers Still Exists Today
Thursday, 10 April 2025 By: TB Obwoge People want to debate and argue about the prolific impact that Ghana played in the supplying of Africans into worldwide slavery. Many Black Americans and Africans might want to sit and debate the fact that Ghana for 150-years was the biggest slave trading country in Africa.
By IwriteMywrongsabout a year ago in History
