HivePakistan Curation Compilation October 11, 2024

Greetings, Hello to all my fellow hivers here. And I hope everyone is doing well. How is your day? And I'm fine here. So today I want to share with you my trip to Cebu City yesterday. Are all of you guys lovers of travel? ...

I am surprised that I was able to get rid of my silly and rebellious lifestyle after I left my parent's house and anyone would have thought I would become worse because I was very troublesome while still with them. If you are looking for a troublesome child, search no more because the person writing this post is in Grade 1 when it comes to stubbornness, it is that thing they ask me not to do that I always want to do, even if I was not interested in it before, the moment you say don't do it, I would become curious and become interested in doing it... So the trick is not to tell me not to try it. My Dad was a civil worker so he always went to work as early as 6. am and returned by 9. pm at night because his place of work was far from home, He used to lock the door of his room whenever he was going to work because we have spoilt the Cd in the parlor so he does not want us to gain access to the one in his room whenever he was not around ...

I have had so many funny experiences in life worth sharing as an entry for this month's Neoxiancity prompt but chose to share a strange experience instead. This particular one was from my childhood days but it's definitely an unforgettable one because the experience just wouldn't get off my head. It could have been my last day, and George might just be a memory to those who knew him then. Sometimes, life isn't all about fun, and there are moments in life that carry a lot of weight in our hearts. I was young and couldn't do anything about the experience, but I can confidently say it's one of the things that shaped me into the adult I am today. It was pouring heavily that night, and I was waiting for dinner to be served around 9 p.m. It was an unusual dinner time for me, and I couldn't stop thinking about my mother, who always ensured that we had dinner before 7 pm ...

A few years ago, when Hive was still Steemit, there was a project called Steemjet, which aimed to onboard new users. I was part of the team, four of us in total, tasked with promoting Steem across various universities. We were excited, and after fixing a date, we agreed to meet up and embark on the journey together. As usual, I informed my guardian—the wife—since her husband only came home on weekends. "I’ll be traveling tomorrow for the Steemjet project," I mentioned to her casually, and she gave me a nod of acknowledgment. On the morning of the journey, I reminded her once again ...