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06/10/2024

TRUST

On a quiet, fog-covered evening, Sam and his longtime friend Eli stood at the edge of an old, rickety bridge. It spanned a wide, dark river, and below, the water roared with unseen currents. They had journeyed together for years, facing hardships and triumphs, but now the bridge stood as their final test.

“We’ll have to cross,” Eli said, his voice steady despite the uncertainty.

Sam looked at the brittle planks, some missing, others barely holding on. “How can we be sure it won’t collapse?”

Eli turned to him, a quiet resolve in his eyes. “Because I’ll go first. And if I make it, you follow. Trust me.”

The years of friendship weighed on Sam’s heart. He had trusted Eli with his life more times than he could count, but something about this moment felt different—more final. As Eli took the first step onto the fragile bridge, it creaked, but held. One step after another, he moved forward, the mist swallowing him up until Sam could barely see his figure on the other side.

Eli’s voice broke through the haze. “It’s safe. Come across.”

Sam hesitated, his fears pulling him back, but the trust they had built over the years urged him on. He stepped onto the first plank, then another, until his feet found steady ground on the other side. When he reached Eli, they stood in silence for a moment, the weight of their journey resting between them.

Sam realized then—it wasn’t the bridge that had carried him across. It was the trust that had always been there, unseen but unbreakable.

03/10/2024

Once, in a small village, lived a farmer named Rohan who owned a modest plot of land. Though his harvests were enough to provide for his family, he always longed for more. One day, while tilling his fields, he found a golden coin buried in the soil.

Overwhelmed with joy, Rohan believed it was a sign that greater riches awaited him.Each day, instead of focusing on his crops, Rohan would dig deeper and deeper into the earth, searching for more gold. He ignored the needs of his plants, letting them wither under the sun. His wife warned him, "We have enough, Rohan. Don't let greed blind you."But Rohan wouldn't listen.

Days turned to weeks, and his crops died. The soil, once fertile, became barren from neglect. Soon, his family had nothing left to eat, and the wealth he had imagined never came.

As he stared at his empty fields, Rohan realized that in chasing gold, he had lost the true wealth he already possessed—his land, his crops, and his family's well-being.The lesson was bitter: greed can make you blind to what you already have until it's too late.

02/10/2024

Fools can become wise

Once there was a fool named Jarek, known throughout the village for his clumsy mistakes and naive decisions. He stumbled through life, often laughed at, yet blissfully unaware of his shortcomings. One day, he met an old wanderer who, instead of mocking him, asked, “Do you know why you fail?”Jarek blinked, confused. “I don’t know. It just happens.”

The wanderer smiled. “It’s because you never listen to the world around you. The fool thinks he knows everything. But wisdom begins when you realize you know nothing.”Puzzled but intrigued, Jarek followed the wanderer into the mountains. Each day, the old man asked Jarek simple questions—about the sky, the trees, the people he met.

At first, Jarek answered carelessly, but with each passing day, he realized how little he actually knew. He began to listen more, observe quietly, and question deeply.Years passed. Jarek returned to the village, no longer the fool. He had learned that wisdom isn't in knowing all the answers, but in embracing the constant desire to learn. His once loud and boastful nature was replaced by humility and patience. People now came to him for advice, for Jarek had become wise. And he knew his journey had only begun.

29/09/2024

The web had finally consumed him.
The Web of Lies"Charlie Harper was known for one thing—his silver tongue. His charm and wit could make anyone believe anything. In his small town, people trusted Charlie’s words as if they were gospel, and for years, he took full advantage of it. He lied effortlessly, weaving intricate tales to get out of trouble, win hearts, and, most of all, manipulate situations to his benefit. He told stories about far-off adventures he'd never had, fabricated friendships with important people he'd never met, and made promises he never intended to keep.

His lies were like pieces of thread, each one fragile on its own, but together they formed a dense web that grew larger with each passing day. And for a long time, it worked. Charlie got the job he wasn’t qualified for, charmed his way into the heart of Sarah, the most beautiful woman in town, and made enemies disappear with a few well-placed fabrications. Life was good—until the web began to unravel.It started with a small thing. Charlie had borrowed money from his friend, Greg, swearing he'd pay it back after a "big deal" came through. The deal, of course, was a figment of Charlie’s imagination. Months passed, and Greg grew impatient.

One evening, Greg showed up at Charlie’s door, demanding his money. Charlie, as usual, spun another tale, promising it would only be a few more days. But Greg’s eyes had changed. The trust that had always been there was gone.“I’m tired of your stories, Charlie,” Greg said, his voice low. “If I don’t get my money by the end of the week, we’re going to have a serious problem.”That was the first crack in the web.Over the next few weeks, more and more people began confronting Charlie. His boss questioned the qualifications Charlie had listed on his résumé—ones that didn’t exist.

Sarah started asking questions about the people Charlie claimed to know, none of whom she had ever met. Every lie he had ever told seemed to come back, one by one, like ghosts demanding restitution.The panic set in.Charlie scrambled to cover his tracks, telling even bigger lies to patch up the old ones. But the more he lied, the more tangled the web became. It was suffocating him. He started avoiding people, locking himself in his apartment for days at a time, afraid to face the world he had deceived. His once-confident demeanor had vanished, replaced by paranoia and guilt.

Then came the tipping point.
Sarah, the woman who had once adored him, discovered the truth. She found out that the job Charlie had claimed to have in the city—a high-paying executive role—was a complete fabrication. In reality, he had been working as a clerk in a small office. All those business trips? Lies. All the stories of lavish dinners with clients?

Made up.
She confronted him one night, her eyes full of hurt and betrayal."Who are you, Charlie? I don’t even know anymore," she said, her voice trembling.Charlie tried to explain, to lie his way out as he had done so many times before. But the words wouldn’t come. For the first time in his life, he had no story to tell.

There was nothing left to say.
Sarah left him that night, and with her departure, Charlie’s entire world crumbled. Word of his lies spread through the town like wildfire. Friends turned their backs on him, his boss fired him, and he was left alone in the wreckage of his deceit.One night, sitting in the darkness of his empty apartment, Charlie finally understood the true cost of his lies. The web he had spun had not only trapped those around him but had ultimately ensnared him as well. He had destroyed everything—his friendships, his relationship, his career—all for the sake of momentary gain.In the silence, the weight of his deception pressed down on him like a crushing force.

There was no way out.
He had lied his way to the top, but now, at the bottom, he realized there was no one left to believe him, no one left to save him from the monster he had become.And so, in the stillness of the night, Charlie Harper disappeared—not in the physical sense, but in spirit. The man who had once been so full of life, so confident in his lies, was now just an empty shell, haunted by the ghosts of the truths he had abandoned long ago.The web had finally consumed him.

25/09/2024

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24/09/2024

**The Story of Kofi and the Mighty Elephant**

In a small village nestled at the edge of a vast forest, lived a young man named Kofi. Known for his quick wit, Kofi often observed the world quietly, while others valued physical strength above all.

One day, a mighty elephant wandered into the village, trampling crops and destroying homes in its path. The villagers were terrified, and the strongest men tried to chase it away, but their strength was no match for the elephant’s power. They threw stones and wielded sticks, but nothing worked.

Kofi, who had been watching from the sidelines, approached the village elders. “Let me try,” he said. The villagers laughed. "How can a man as small as you face an elephant?"

Undeterred, Kofi set out into the forest. He gathered leaves from a tree whose scent was known to calm wild animals. Then, he found the elephant and quietly placed the leaves before it. The great beast sniffed the leaves, calmed down, and slowly walked away from the village, back into the forest.

The villagers were astonished. The elders praised Kofi, saying, “Indeed, wisdom is better than strength.”

From that day on, the villagers learned to respect not just the strong, but the wise as well.

24/09/2024

THE BRIDGE

It was a quiet, fog-covered morning when Maya arrived at the old bridge. The wooden beams creaked under the weight of time, the ropes swaying gently as if warning her to stay away. On the other side of the chasm stood Ava, her best friend, eyes wide with anticipation. They hadn't spoken in days, not since the argument. But today, they agreed to meet here—at the bridge that connected their two worlds.

“Are you sure it’s safe?” Maya called out, her voice trembling slightly.

Ava nodded, her face barely visible through the thick mist. “I’ve crossed it before. You have to trust me.”

Maya stared at the bridge, the planks looking more like loose teeth than solid footing. Trust. That had always been Ava’s word. She used it when she convinced Maya to skip school for an adventure, or to sneak out late at night to stargaze. It was Ava who made life exciting, unpredictable. But trust was fragile. It cracked under the weight of their argument, when secrets had been spilled, and words they didn’t mean had flown out like arrows.

Now, this bridge felt like an embodiment of that trust. Unsteady. Worn. Dangerous.

Maya took a deep breath, her hand gripping the rough rope. The drop below was hidden by the fog, but she knew it was steep enough that one misstep would mean a fall into nothingness.

Ava’s voice cut through the silence again. “Maya, I need you to trust me.”

Maya hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. Ava had always been the brave one, the one who leaped without looking, the one who made everything seem possible. But after the fight, doubt crept in. Could she trust her again? Was Ava still the friend who’d catch her when she fell?

The wind blew, pushing the mist aside for a brief moment. Maya could see Ava clearly now, standing firmly on the other side, her hand outstretched, waiting. It was a simple gesture, but one that spoke louder than words. Ava was asking for forgiveness, for belief, for trust.

Maya took her first step. The plank groaned beneath her foot, but it held. Then another step. And another. The wind howled around her, and the bridge swayed, but she kept moving forward, her eyes locked on Ava.

When she was halfway across, a loud crack echoed beneath her. One of the planks snapped, and Maya stumbled, her heart lurching. She grabbed the rope, her fingers white-knuckled, fear surging through her. The drop below seemed endless.

“Maya!” Ava shouted, panic in her voice. “Don’t look down. Look at me. Trust me.”

Maya closed her eyes for a moment, steadying her breath. Her heartbeat roared in her ears, but Ava’s voice cut through the fear like a lifeline. Slowly, she opened her eyes and locked them back on Ava. With one final deep breath, she pushed forward, ignoring the cracks beneath her feet.

Finally, she reached the other side, collapsing into Ava’s arms. For a moment, they stood there, breathing heavily, the fog swirling around them like a protective blanket.

“I’m sorry,” Ava whispered, holding her tightly. “I should have been more careful with your trust.”

Maya pulled back slightly, meeting her gaze. “It’s okay,” she said softly. “We both have to rebuild it, plank by plank.”

And in that moment, standing at the edge of the chasm, they both knew it wasn’t the bridge that had held them—it was the trust they were learning to rebuild.

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