Once upon a time, there was a rich man who loved to travel a lot. One day, he decided to visit a distant country. But he had a problem. Who will take care of his house during his voyage? He asked his neighbor to do it, who happily agreed.
After a few days, the neighbor wanted to move into the now empty house. Since he owns the keys, he opened the door and brought his baggage in. He was amazed to find the large house and its spacious rooms.
Ankidroid is a flash cards app that I have probably used the most for my NEET PG preparation. For those who are not familiar with flashcards, a flashcard is a card bearing information, as words or numbers, on either or both sides, used for revising and memorizing. One writes a question on one side and an answer overleaf. There are a lot of flashcard apps available in the play store and you can use any of them. Now this app is based on the principle of spaced repetition for revision. You can make your own flashcards in the app(so this app is of better use if you start a bit early). These flashcards are then repeated in the app on particular time intervals.
I look down and I don't recognize myself; I tried to push my legs to go faster; but I guess theirs was faster than mine; Pushed to the wall of a filthy building; All I heard was ripples; I knew I've been caught; I could not register what was happening again; Grunts, painful moans of pleasure; Their hormones was saying yes, mine said no; After getting satisfied, they push and go; But I'm left to pick the pieces, but they left with one thing; and that was my pride;
The moon was glistening tonight, the first time in awhile. I look out onto the water as I sit on the cliff’s edge, the crickets seem to be humming a new tune tonight, faster, more exciting than usual. Behind me, I could hear the rustling of bushes. He’s here, I thought to myself as I turn to see him pushing away a stray branch.
“Fancy seeing you here,” he laughs, his icy hair reflecting the moon’s magnificent glow as he steps towards me. “I thought you wouldn’t show,”
“Why wouldn’t I?” I ask. The question hangs in the air, he sits down next to me.
Do you see us when we cry? When we try to hide our faces in the sand? have you ever thought it through, That these people might be hurt too; Do we seem like we do not have pain receptors in us? Nay, we are born out of bone and blood; We also feel the same pain you do; Only that the would sees us as weak and your strong when we show it
Do we seem like goats; We do not need to be told; “You are a man, be one”; Will you tell these words to my boy when I am gone?; Of course, I am a boy!; Is that a curse?; Can I not feel hurt as well?; Or will you only notice my tears when I drown in the well
People write it as Cinque Terre and call it as 'Chin-Kway Tey-re' and it looks out of the world, though it is on the edge of the world. It is under UNESCO and includes five villages chiseled on the mountains artistically and very beautifully colored. The pictures looked so beautiful in the brochure that it felt unreal. It looked like somebody's imagination, a download from a fiction book. Going from Florence, where we were stationed, the trip would take us little more than 12 hours. It was the last day of our 6 days at Florence.
The sun swept in casting shadows of the window pane as the train paced forth, leaving the lush green outside to a blur. The train promising an on-time journey, if not early. My heart fluttered with anticipation and warmth just like the warm sunny day outside. There wasn’t much rush too in the train. If you look around you could see a few passengers scattered here and there, like small flowers on a lawn. All the more better! I missed this peace and serenity. City life is alluring and cozy but empty and pointless and above all costly and congested.
The weather is warming up fast, meaning it’s that time of the year most of us dread: swimsuit season! This summer, I wanted to be as proactive as possible with my health. Translation? I aspired to look decent, at least, in a swimsuit. At the beach or by the pool wearing a bathing suit is inevitable and, if you’re like me, you’ve never felt 100 percent comfortable in one.
