You measure my life in hours I serve you by expiring I vanish faster when I am thin and slower when I am thick The wind is my energy What am I?
I shave every day, but my beard stays the same. What am I?
As a whole I am both safe and secure. Behead me and I become a place of meeting. Behead me again and I am the partner of ready. Restore me, and I become the domain of beasts. What am I?
12345 a famous South Indian actor 567 is a path in jumbled form 8 & 10 are same letters 9 is one among the first six alphabets. WHO AM I?
Only one color, but not one size, Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain, Doing no harm, and feeling no pain. What is it?
Until it is measured, not known. Yet how you miss it when it has gone. What is it?
If your uncle’s sister is not your aunt, what relation is she to you?
What is in seasons, seconds, centuries and minutes but not in decades, years or days?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month. What am I?
Two in a corner, one in a room, zero in a house, but one in a shelter. What am I?
I am not a bull but I have horns. I am not an ass but I have a pack saddle. Wherever I go, I leave silver behind me. Who am I?
There is a cryptic organization called Cicada 3301 that posts challenging puzzles online, possibly to recruit codebreakers and linguists.