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The Little Lantern In the quiet village of Willowbrook, where fireflies danced in the night and laughter filled the air, there lived a little girl named Mira. She had a simple dream—to light up the world, just like the glowing lanterns her grandfather crafted in his tiny workshop. But there was one problem: Mira’s hands were too small, and the lanterns too delicate. No matter how hard she tried, they always flickered out before she could finish. One evening, as the annual Festival of Lights approached, Mira stood by the river, watching the villagers prepare their glowing boats, each carrying a lantern filled with wishes for the year ahead. She sighed, holding the broken pieces of her latest attempt. That’s when Grandfather knelt beside her. “Mira,” he said gently, “light isn’t just something you hold. It’s something you share .” She looked up. “But my lanterns never work.” Grandfather smiled and handed her a small candle. “Then use the light from others.” Mira hesitated but f...

  Driven Hearts: A Billionaire’s Gamble Beijing’s skyline shimmered under the neon glow, a city where power and ambition raced side by side like high-performance engines on a track. Yuze, a billionaire venture capitalist with an obsession for cars, believed speed was everything—whether in business or behind the wheel. Mina, an automotive mogul shaping the future of luxury vehicles, understood that true greatness wasn’t about rushing ahead—it was about mastering control. Their worlds were meant to collide, but not like this. It started with an accident—almost. Yuze was test-driving his newest hypercar, pushing 300 km/h on a private track. Mina was there to inspect a prototype. One sharp turn, a miscalculated drift, and she barely dodged the beast of a machine before it came to a halt, inches from disaster. She shot him a glare. “If that’s how you handle business, I’d never trust you behind the wheel of a partnership.” Yuze smirked, stepping out, eyes gleaming with interest. “Th...

A TRIBUTE TO PROFESSOR A.V. -MEMORIES OF SEMESTER TWO! Just a few steps from English Hall, Room 103 is a favourite for all! The place where joy and happiness bloom, That fills the cheerful 103 room. Enter Professor Veda Andrew each day, On time, always — whatever may! With books in hand and eyes that gleam, And every class feels like a dream. His handwriting is hard to decode, A mysterious script, like a secret code! He's our favourite — wise and kind, With a truly brilliant mind. A happy place where we read and learn, Where passion for English will forever burn! Hello Prof. A.V. Sir, You were the one who truly sparked my interest in learning the English language. I still remember the sessions you conducted in the Literature Laboratory—they were both engaging and enlightening. I thoroughly enjoyed every English class in the second semester and learned so much. Brainstorming was a major highlight of your classes, and it always encouraged us to think deeply. How could I forget—"...

Here’s a whimsical reimagining of Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham—rewritten as a sushi and sake-themed parody. It captures the rhythm and rhyme of the original while swapping in Japanese cuisine Sushi and Sake (Inspired by Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham) I am Sam. Sam-I-am. Do you like sushi and sake? I do not like them, Sam-I-am. I do not like sushi and sake. Would you try them in a roll? With wasabi, in a bowl? I would not try them in a roll. Not with wasabi, in a bowl. I do not like sushi and sake. I do not like them, Sam-I-am. Would you eat them at a bar? Would you taste them from a jar? Not at a bar. Not from a jar. Not in a roll. Not in a bowl. I do not like them near or far. I do not like sushi and sake! Would you try it with some soy? Tempura, too— Oh what a joy! Not with soy, or with a toy! Not tempura, not with joy! I do not like them, Sam-I-am. I do not like sushi and sake! You may like them. You will see. Just one bite— Come, try with me. ...Hmm... Say! I like this sushi and...

The Story of Dev & Ananya: Hacking Dreams & Hearts Dev was a cybersecurity enthusiast, always fascinated by ethical hacking and penetration testing. His dream? To build a security system that would safeguard millions from cyber threats. Ananya, on the other hand, was an AI researcher, working on algorithms that could predict cyber-attacks before they happened. Though their fields were different, their passion for innovation brought them together. Late-night coding sessions turned into deep conversations about life, careers, and dreams. Ananya would always tell Dev, "Technology can change the world, but it needs the right people to lead the way." During their final year, Dev participated in a global cybersecurity hackathon. Everything was going well—until he hit a roadblock. His security framework had flaws, and competitors were ahead. Frustrated, he almost gave up. But Ananya stepped in, offering insights from her AI research that strengthened his model. With he...

   "Leo and the Magic of Learning" Every morning, Leo dragged his feet, dreading the walk to school. “Why do I have to go?” he complained. “It’s boring, and I never have fun!” His mother sighed. She had heard this every day, and it hurt her to see Leo unhappy. His grandfather, noticing the struggle, knelt beside him and said, “Leo, do you know that every great hero started as a learner?” Leo frowned. “Heroes don’t sit in classrooms all day.” His grandfather smiled. “That’s where you’re wrong! Scientists, artists, astronauts—every one of them started with lessons, curiosity, and hard work. Learning gives you the power to shape your dreams and turn them into reality.” Leo still wasn’t convinced. But later that night, his mother told him a story about a boy who didn’t want to go to school. The boy had dreams of building amazing things, but since he never learned, his dreams stayed small. One day, he met a wise old teacher who showed him the wonders of knowledge—how numbers ...

"42: A Reckoning of Meaning" ( A sky thick with swirling galaxies. A lone floating rock drifting through infinity. Cosmic storms churn in the abyss, watching. Waiting. ) ( ZARA and ELRIC stand amidst the chaos, the weight of existence pressing upon them. ) ZARA:   (eyes blazing, voice steady)   "Elric, do you realize? This is our 42nd planet." ELRIC:   (grinning, oblivious to the gravity of her words)   "And? Another world. Another adventure." ZARA:   (a step forward, defiant, determined, burning with revelation)   "No. It’s more than that. 42 isn’t just a number—it’s a challenge. A call. A reckoning. It’s everything we’ve survived." ( The universe trembles. Stars flicker. The void shifts. ) ELRIC:   (quietly, watching her, finally understanding)   "You think the meaning of life is… us?" ZARA:   (voice rising, defiant against the void)   "Not just us—what we  do.  The battles we fight. The love we carry. The absurdity we surviv...

Title: “The Last Step” In a small town nestled by the hills, lived a single mother, Mrs. Smith, and her 14-year-old son, Elijah. Mrs. Smith worked long hours as a tailor, her hands rough from years of stitching dreams together one thread at a time. Elijah, on the other hand, was a bright boy—but lately, he had lost his spark. He was failing math and had started to believe he just wasn't "smart enough." One evening, Elijah tossed his books aside. “I give up, Mom. I’m just not like the other kids.” Mrs. Smith walked over, sat beside him, and said softly, “Do you remember when you were five and tried to learn how to ride a bicycle?” He nodded, a bit puzzled. “You fell over and over,” she smiled, “but each time, you got back up—even when your knees were bruised. You didn’t say, ‘I can’t ride.’ You said, ‘One more try.’” “But this is different,” Elijah mumbled. Mrs. Smith got up and pulled out an old, rusted sewing needle from a box. “This was the first needle I ever owned. It...