The Vocation Void: Why Work Feels So Deeply Unfulfilling
A Cup of Coffee and a Crisis Amber was sitting in a café near her office, still wearing her ID Card like a leash. Her laptop was open, not because…
A Cup of Coffee and a Crisis Amber was sitting in a café near her office, still wearing her ID Card like a leash. Her laptop was open, not because…
The Candle in the Storm Kabir sat in the darkness of his apartment, the only light coming from a single candle flickering on the table before him. The power had…
'The Man with No Footsteps to Follow' Raghav first felt the absence when he was eight. It happened on a school trip to a museum. The guide spoke of legacy,…
The Weight of Silence Aarav had been avoiding Mira’s calls for weeks. He had read her messages, seen the dwindling enthusiasm in her words, noticed how the exclamation points had…
The Price of Holding Firm Gaurav sat in the dimly lit office, his resignation letter clenched in his hands. The words on the page were clear, but the war inside…
The Echo of Others Amber sat on her bed, the blue glow of her phone screen illuminating her face in the dimly lit room. She scrolled absentmindedly through an endless…
The Weight of a Name Mira always hated Sunday dinners. They were loud, exhausting affairs where the weight of unspoken words pressed down on her shoulders heavier than the steam…
The Forgotten Applause Daniel was the kind of person who worked in the shadows. He liked it that way—or at least, that’s what he told himself. At 31, he had…
"The Last Train Home" It was nearly midnight when the last train pulled into the station. The platform was empty except for Mia, clutching her coat tightly around her shoulders…
"The Forgotten Canvas" The attic was a tomb of forgotten things, a place where time had settled like dust on forgotten dreams. Lena hadn’t been here in years, but something…