Abbas

Joined April 2024

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Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.

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Things That Matters
As I sat in my small, cluttered apartment, surrounded by the remnants of a life half-lived, I couldn't help but wonder: what really matters? I had spent years chasing success, accumulating possessions, and seeking validation from others, but none of it seemed to bring me the happiness I so desperately craved.
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
My Room
As I step into my room, a sense of tranquility washes over me. The soft glow of the lamp, the gentle rustle of the curtains, and the comforting scent of old books envelop me in a warm embrace. This is my sanctuary, my haven, my room.
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
"The Overcoat"
It was a chilly winter evening in Lahore when Akmal, a poor clerk, stumbled upon a small tailor's shop in the bustling streets of Anarkali. The sign above the shop read "Mohammad Tailor" and the windows were steamed up, indicating a warm and cozy atmosphere inside. Akmal, shivering in his thin cotton jacket, had been searching for a solution to his winter woes and had heard about the tailor's exceptional craftsmanship.
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
My Fears and Anxiety Haunt'
I lie awake at night, my mind racing with thoughts that refuse to quiet. The darkness feels suffocating, like a physical weight pressing down on my chest. My fears and anxiety haunt me, taunting me with worst-case scenarios and paralyzing me with doubt.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
Lost and Alone
In a dense forest, a young fawn named Luna wandered and her large brown eyes scanning the underbrush for any sign of familiarity. She had been separated from her mother during a chaotic storm, and now, she was utterly alone. The rustling leaves and snapping twigs made her jump, and she trembled with each unfamiliar sound.
By Abbas2 years ago in Earth
Rainbow: "The Bridge of Hope"
In a world where colors were a distant memory, a young girl named Ava lived in a gray, gloomy village. The skies were perpetually shrouded in a thick, impenetrable fog, and the people had lost all hope. But Ava was different. She had a heart full of color, and a mind full of wonder.
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
Painted Village
In a small village nestled in the rolling hills of Pakistan, there was a tiny shop called "Rainbow Colors." The sign above the door read, "Colorful Paints: Bringing Joy to Your Walls." Inside, the shop was a treasure trove of vibrant colors, with rows of paints in every hue imaginable. The owner, a kind-hearted man named Khalid, took great pride in his collection. He believed that colors had the power to transform lives, and he was determined to share that magic with his community.
By Abbas2 years ago in Art
"Long Drive"
As I set out on the long drive, I couldn't help but feel a sense of restlessness. The open road stretched out before me like a canvas, waiting to be filled with stories, experiences, and memories. I had no destination in mind, just a vague notion of getting away from it all.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
THE PERFECT EXCUSE
Creating the Perfect Excuse: A Journey of Self-Discovery I had always been a master of excuses. "I'm too tired," "I'm too busy," "I'm not good enough" – you name it, I'd used it. But one day, I realized that my excuses were holding me back from living the life I truly wanted. So, I set out on a journey to create the perfect excuse – one that would finally set me free.
By Abbas2 years ago in Art
What Remains ?
As I stood in the old, creaky house, surrounded by the echoes of memories past, I couldn't help but wonder what remains when everything else is gone. The once-vibrant walls now wore a faded coat of paint, the wooden floors creaked with every step, and the windows seemed to stare out like empty eyes. Yet, amidst the decay, I found solace in the remnants of a life well-lived.
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
A Story of Silence and Strength
As I stood in front of the microphone, the sea of reporters and cameras staring back at me, I knew I had a choice to make. I could speak out, sharing my story and my truth with the world, or I could remain silent, refusing to feed the hungry media machine. I took a deep breath, and with a steady voice, I said the two words that would become my shield and my armor: "No comment."
By Abbas2 years ago in Chapters
A Top Secret
As I stepped into the dusty, dimly lit archive room, I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. I had been searching for this place for weeks, following a trail of cryptic clues and whispers that hinted at a long-buried secret. The air was thick with the scent of old paper and forgotten memories, and I knew I was on the cusp of uncovering something big.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction

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Things That Matters

My Room

"The Overcoat"

My Fears and Anxiety Haunt'

Lost and Alone

Rainbow: "The Bridge of Hope"

Painted Village

"Long Drive"

THE PERFECT EXCUSE

What Remains ?

A Story of Silence and Strength

A Top Secret

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