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Understanding Your Partner Before Marriage

The foundation of any successful marriage lies in mutual understanding and compatibility By Abdullah Usman Morai Marriage is one of the most significant decisions in a person’s life. It is a bond that brings two individuals together, not just physically but emotionally and mentally as well. However, despite the romanticized view

Water Color Table – A Poem from Korea

Our fresh table, prepared with sincerity A lively story unfolds It seems like a dinner where the water color will fade… Ms. Han Ina, a poetess from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poem Poet Han Ina was born in Cheongju, Chungcheongbuk-do, South Korea. She graduated from Cheongju National University of

Short Story: The Curious Frogs

Two little frogs began to dream of a world much bigger than they had ever imagined. Just like many humans who dared to step outside their comfort zones, they were beginning to realize that the truth was out there, waiting to be discovered. A piece of fiction based on some true events related to the frogs and a Field Water Engineer By

Acacia Flowers – A Poem from Korea

Unraveled stories, Strand by strand, Braiding their ribboned hair… Mr. Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares a poem Oh Young-ho, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, made his literary debut in 1986 through Sijo Literature. He has received the Korean Sijo Criticism Literature Award and the

Short Story: Engineers Trapped in Tunnel

The heavy steel door slammed shut with a chilling echo. In the heart of a remote tunnel, David and Aisha froze. The faint sound of dripping water punctuated the eerie silence, but the real horror crept in when David twisted the handle. It didn’t budge. “We’re locked in,” he murmured, his voice tight with