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Humanity live forever

  In a small town nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, lived a young woman named Elara. Her life, though quiet, was filled with a subtle rhythm of joys and sorrows, each moment echoing through the corridors of her existence. Elara worked at the local library, a place she cherished for its tranquility and the endless stories it held. One crisp autumn day, a stranger arrived in town. His name was Jude, and he carried an old leather satchel filled with worn journals and letters. He was searching for something, though he could not quite articulate what it was. He spoke to Elara in soft, measured tones, asking if she could help him find any records of a long-forgotten poet. Elara, intrigued by his quest, agreed to assist him. As they sifted through dusty volumes and faded manuscripts, they discovered the poet's works, poignant and beautiful, written with a soul that seemed to mirror their own yearnings and dreams. The more they read, the more Elara and Jude felt a deep,...

FIND OWN HOBBIES

  So this story starts in class 9th. When all the students asked what's your hobbies? every one gave answers but  not a single word come out of my mouth. All the students there started looking at someone else. Teacher asked me son, what are your hobbies? What do you enjoy doing? Even at that time I could not say  anything.  The teacher said, you have come to 9th class and you still don't know what your hobbies? tears started coming out of my eyes, because I didn't know what my hobbies? I was getting very angry with myself. I wasn't talking to anyone after going to home. After that I went to my room and started crying. Because I felt very bad about the teacher's words. I set out in search of myself to correct this mistake.  I didn't understand what I was doing with my life.  just went out searching.  Similarly, one day I came across a unique event in which all the students had participated.  Everyone was showing their skills, I too participated in...