When the Rains Whispered Her Name The rain didn’t knock gently that evening. It barged in — unapologetic and loud — drenching the city in a restless melancholy. The kind of rain that didn’t ask for your permission to bring old memories along. And somewhere in the middle of honking cars, fogged-up windows, and wet pavements… I saw her. Again. No, she wasn’t there. Not physically. But her name echoed every time a raindrop hit the sidewalk. As if the sky was whispering her back into my life. I had just entered my favorite café — the one tucked behind the row of dying bookstores at Church Street. A quiet place. Always smelled like burnt espresso and damp pages. It used to be our spot. Mine and Aanya’s. I ordered the same thing I always did: black coffee, two sugars, no milk. She used to laugh at that. “You’re such a contradiction,” she’d say, stirring her creamy latte, “sweet on the inside but pretending to be all dark and broody.” God, I hated how right she was. I took my coffee and settl...
A Christmas Miracle: The Power of Kindness and Hope Christmas is a time for joy, togetherness, and love. It's a season that brings warmth to even the coldest of hearts and inspires people to share kindness with others. This Christmas, we bring you a heartwarming story that captures the true essence of the holiday season: a Christmas miracle, the power of hope, and how a small act of kindness can change the world.