friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
The Magnetic Pull of the Soul Tribe:
Have you ever met someone and felt an instant connection, like you've known them forever? A friend once told me about meeting a kindred spirit at a spiritual gathering. This feeling is more common than you might think, tied to the idea of a spiritual community.
By Wilson Igbasiabout a year ago in Humans
That Pregnant Pause
The sky looked like it was forgetting how to hold its own color. Sara sat on the edge of the old park bench, fingers tracing invisible shapes on the worn wood. Around her, leaves hurried across the ground like scattered thoughts. Autumn was shedding, as if the world itself were in the act of quiet release.
By Nadeem Khan about a year ago in Humans
Taurus Woman and Leo Man Compatibility Score. AI-Generated.
The pairing of a Taurus woman and a Leo man is one of strength, charisma, and deep sensuality. Both signs are fixed in nature, which means they are loyal, determined, and at times—stubborn. While Taurus is an earth sign and Leo is fire, they approach love and life from very different perspectives. However, if they learn to navigate their differences with mutual respect, this union can be both powerful and enduring.
By Inspire and Funabout a year ago in Humans
🌳The Forest Her Son Never Saw
The villagers thought she had gone mad. She no longer spoke at the market. She no longer wore bright colors. The laughter that once spilled from her door had vanished. Ever since the accident, she'd become a shadow—moving through town like a silent breeze, leaving silence in her wake. Every morning, she walked alone to the edge of the village with a tiny sapling in one hand and a small shovel in the other. The path was always the same—through the cracked dry grass, over the rocky bend, to the open hill where nothing had ever grown. And there, with the sun barely rising behind her, she would dig a hole and plant another tree.
By DR. Allama iqbalabout a year ago in Humans
The Broken Toys
The small decrepit room was thoroughly silent and filthy as if time itself had gone to sleep beneath the cobwebs. Afnan hadn’t been in this room since he was a boy. Now decades later, the old wooden house in his native village was almost empty and deserted; echoing with the memories of voices no more. He was here to search through what remained—faded photographs, worn-out books and one specific thing he couldn’t ignore was the trunk.
By Nadeem Khan about a year ago in Humans
