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20/03/2025

Dont hurt a soul which cant express its pains 💔

14/03/2025

The Herbal Cat 🐱 🥴

Oliver wanted to be fancy. He had seen humans sipping herbal tea and thought, What if I BECOME the herb?

So, he took a deep dive into the grass, rolled in the best-smelling plants, and returned home like a walking cup of green tea.

His owner sniffed the air.

“Did someone order a catpuccino?”

Oliver flicked his tail and strutted off. Some cats bring home mice. He brings home aromatherapy.

14/03/2025

Lost in Our Own World

Birds leave footprints in the sand—light, temporary, washed away by the wind.
Turtles leave trails—gentle, guiding their young toward life.
Crabs leave delicate marks—signs of movement, but never of destruction.

And then there are humans.

We do not leave just footprints. We leave scars. Plastic instead of shells, waste instead of wisdom. The sand no longer tells a story of nature—it tells a tragedy of greed.

The birds, the turtles, and the crabs move on. But humans?

We will drown in what we leave behind.

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Final Thought

Every footprint fades—except the ones humans leave behind.

Will we change our story before it’s too late?

13/03/2025

The Day He Chose to Change

He was 35 years old when he realized something terrifying.

He had his father’s temper. The same sharp tone. The same heavy hand. The same disappointment in his eyes when his son made a mistake.

One day, after another outburst, his son whispered, “I’m sorry, Baba. I’ll be better.”

His heart shattered. Because once upon a time, he had whispered those same words to his own father.

That night, he stood in front of the mirror and made a decision. He couldn’t change his childhood. But he could change his son’s.

The next morning, when his son spilled his juice, he took a deep breath and said, “It’s okay. Let’s clean it up together.”

The past didn’t have to define the future.

And in that moment, a new story began.

13/03/2025

A Cup of Coffee and an Unfinished Conversation

She used to visit the café every evening, ordering the same cappuccino with extra foam. He would sit across from her, pretending to read a book, stealing glances as she smiled at her phone. One day, she wasn’t there. And the next. And the one after that.

Months later, he found a letter on her usual table, left there by the café owner. It read: “If you ever noticed me, know that I noticed you too. Life had different plans, but I hope you never stop enjoying your coffee.”

He ordered a cappuccino with extra foam that day. And every day after.

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