Author: Muhammad Tuhin

There’s a moment in human history that seems insignificant on its surface: in 1956, in a cramped conference room at…

Somewhere in the dim glow of a bedroom, a woman lies awake beside her husband. The pale blue light from…

Picture this: it’s late evening, a hush has fallen over your home, and you sink into the sofa, determined to…

In the hushed quiet of dawn, a woman stirs beneath crisp sheets. Her eyes blink open, and before she even…

In a quiet therapy room in Los Angeles, a woman named Maria clasps a plastic controller between trembling fingers. A…

Imagine you’re in a hospital room, your pulse racing, waiting for test results. A doctor in a white coat stands…

On a quiet spring morning in 2022, a man named Noland Arbaugh lay in a hospital bed, blinking away tears.…

There’s a soft glow in the dark. It blinks like a lighthouse beam, urging you to look. A ping echoes…

In the soft glow of dawn, a woman wakes in a sunlit bedroom. Her partner stirs beside her, breathing softly.…

A teenage girl in Seoul slides her thumbs across her phone, and a moment later, a face in São Paulo…

In the hushed pre-dawn glow of a crowded international airport, a woman stands before a sleek, glassy kiosk. She removes…

It is the first hour of dawn. You slip into your child’s bedroom, treading softly over scattered toys and clothes,…

In the modern world, the frontlines of battle are no longer only drawn in mud-soaked trenches or sprawling deserts. They…

At 3:47 AM on a humid July night in 2021, the screens across a hospital in Jacksonville, Florida, suddenly froze.…

It begins in darkness. Not always literal darkness—though sometimes the hour is small, the office lights dimmed, the hum of…

Somewhere in the world right now, someone is staring at a login screen with an aching sense of dread. The…

On the surface, the internet feels like a sprawling metropolis—a place of cat memes, TikTok dances, streaming movies, and the…

Picture yourself at two in the morning. Outside, a quiet rain patters against the window. You’re fast asleep, oblivious. But…

There’s a war happening beneath the glow of our screens, a silent and invisible war that bleeds into the moments…

Somewhere above us—not quite in the sky, yet not entirely on the ground—an invisible ocean churns, rippling with data, pulsing…

In the pre-dawn stillness of a London street, a thin fog drifts around wrought-iron lampposts, softening the orange glow of…