Dear Friend #15
Dear Friend, My brain won’t stop. Sometimes it becomes unbearable. I have lot to say but nobody to listen to be precise I don’t know how to express my feelings. I’m afraid of being...
Dear Friend, My brain won’t stop. Sometimes it becomes unbearable. I have lot to say but nobody to listen to be precise I don’t know how to express my feelings. I’m afraid of being...
Almost over 90 villages in Naogaon, where countless families have been facing difficulties in making their ends meet after covid, a food bank initiative run by women, has become a revolutionary and magnificent step....
Ramadan 2019. As a stressed, overwhelmed, a teensy bit parched, and hungry little me was browsing Facebook looking for an escape from A-Level Physics, I came across a commercial for a mobile phone company....
Dear friend,I am miserable as always. But just like every hyperbole in the observable universe, in a literal sense, it is untrue. In truth, I have NOT ALWAYS been miserable, nor will I ALWAYS...
“Vinicius scored and Courtois parried.” With these words, Carlo Ancelotti summed up the Champions League final, a record fourth for the Emilian coach and number 14 in the history of the Merengues. Real got...
Mr Quack’s Self-care Time When we first started working on the magazine, we played around with the idea that the artists on our team will be putting out illustrations of cute ducks once in...