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THE Dream of Hope

  When the Sky Whispers Hope These days, I wake up with a question that lingers longer than the alarm tone buzzing beside my bed: What is happening to my life? The world outside seems foreign, almost alien, changing faster than I can make sense of. Every day feels like a new set of rules has been written overnight—rules that make no sense, rules that seem to pull the ground from beneath my feet. It’s as if life is trying to see how much uncertainty I can take before I crumble. And yet, here I am—still surviving. Is that survival rooted in hope or belief? I’m not sure. Maybe it’s both. Or maybe it’s just habit. A strange habit of waking up every day and convincing myself that better is coming, even if I have no proof. Living in a country where unpredictability has become the norm, I sometimes feel like I’m walking through a fog. You take one step forward, only to realise that the path you thought was there has disappeared. Policies shift, values crumble, and people seem more tired t...

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