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By Mohamed Miah In the ancient world, rivers like the Euphrates coursed through the heart of civilisations, nurturing life, creating boundaries, and holding spiritual significance. Today, those same lands remain battlefields of control—places where wars are fought, civilisations are erased, and the seeds of future conflicts are sown. But what if these wars, genocides, and
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By Mohamed Miah There’s something deeply unsettling about the way time governs our lives. From the moment we wake up to the chime of an alarm, to the endless cycles of work and productivity, we are tethered to a system that feels inescapable. But what if I told you that time, as we know it,
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By Mohamed Miah They lived on the edge. Artists, scientists, writers, thinkers—some of the most brilliant minds in history, they burned so intensely that it consumed them. For many of these geniuses, creativity wasn’t just a product of intellect; it was a force born out of madness, rage, and an overwhelming drive to create. Behind
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James walked briskly up the steps to the entrance of the small hotel, barely noticing the chipped paint on the once-grand door. It had been a long day at work, and all he could think about was collapsing into the comfort of his room. The doorman, an old man with a perpetually furrowed brow and
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The Old House The old house sat on a hill, surrounded by overgrown woods and shrouded in mystery. It had once been part of a thriving village, but now it stood alone, its windows dark and its paint peeling. The war had swept through the area, leaving behind a ghost town. A group of soldiers,
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