Akhmedova Sevinch Botirjon‘s daughter was born on November 03, 2004 in Mahsumobod neighborhood of Karshi city. She lives in ” Mahsumobod” neighborhood of Karshi city. Her articles were published in a number of international newspapers, “IJARETM”. Currently, she is a 4th-year student of the Foreign language literature at the FacultyContinue Reading

Makhmasalayeva Jasmina Makhmashukurovna was born on August 24,2008 in the Mubarek district of the Kashkadarya region of the Republic of Uzbekistan. Now, she is studying at 28th school in Mubarek. She is creative, knowledgeable and faithful by nature. Abstract  By Makhmasalayeva Jasmina Makhmashukurovna This article provides a general analysis ofContinue Reading

A Moonlit Connection Nigora Tursunboyeva Beneath the stars, where shadows play, The moon awakens, soft and gray. She speaks in whispers, far away, A gentle muse, to guide your way. Her light caresses the night’s cool air, A tender touch, beyond compare. For you alone, she lays bare, The dreamsContinue Reading

TIME IS A FLOWING RIVER By Sarvinoz Tuliyeva Everyone faces various difficulties and obstacles in their life. In such situations, a person sees himself as a helpless servant who can do nothing and becomes depressed. So, what kind of people do you think can overcome difficult situations and endure difficulties?Continue Reading

Hasibur Rahman is a dynamic entrepreneur, successful businessman, and content creator with a mission to turn innovative ideas into reality. Born on July 10, 2000, in Sherpur, Bogura, Bangladesh, Hasibur has emerged as a prominent figure in the business world through his diverse ventures and impactful digital presence. Early LifeContinue Reading

Yoma James Kukor, author of The Everyday Investor – is an investor, entrepreneur, and educator whose perspectives on money and investing fly in the face of traditional education wisdom. Yoma James Kuukor Born 25 June 1989 at Oslo in Norway Occupation YouTuber Language English Notable works The Everyday Investor He has watched hisContinue Reading