Abid Malik
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Writing stories that touch the heart, stir the soul, and linger in the mind
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The Story of Three Brothers: A Tale of Justice, Loyalty, and Forgiveness
Introduction: Throughout Islamic history, there are stories that go beyond time — stories that don’t just reflect justice, but also reveal the true spirit of humanity, loyalty, and compassion.
By Abid Malik3 months ago in Fiction
The Thorn in My Heart
Since her university days, Sippa had a mark on her skin that bothered her. It wasn't exactly on her side, but a bit more toward her back—a place she couldn't see with her own eyes. Every nurse would say, "Don't worry, it's just a normal mole."
By Abid Malik3 months ago in Fiction
One Man, Many Faces
Michael wore a smile every morning as he stepped into the office. To his colleagues, he was the kind of man who made the air feel lighter—helpful, approachable, always calm under pressure. They trusted him, even admired him. To them, Michael was the friend everyone wanted around, the one who made difficult days bearable.
By Abid Malik3 months ago in Fiction
The Mirror That Never Lied
It was a rainy Thursday evening when Sarah stumbled upon the old antique shop tucked between two modern cafés. She hadn’t planned on entering—it was the glint of something in the window that pulled her in, like a magnet tugging at her chest.
By Abid Malik3 months ago in Fiction
The Shadow Between Two Lights
It was late evening when Daniel locked up the bookstore he had inherited from his father. The town had already grown silent, streetlamps humming against the dark, and the smell of rain still lingered in the air. For years, the shop had been more than just a place of business—it was memory, heritage, and the last living connection to a man who had given Daniel everything but never asked for anything in return.
By Abid Malik3 months ago in Fiction
The Empty Chair at the Dinner Table
It was almost six o’clock, the usual time when the family gathered around the dinner table. The smell of freshly baked bread and warm soup filled the air, drifting through the small kitchen and into the hallway. Maria placed the last plate on the table and stood for a moment, staring at the empty chair.
By Abid Malik4 months ago in Fiction
The Clock That Forgot Time
It hung silently above a narrow alley, half-covered in dust, half-forgotten by the city that once moved with its ticking. The clock’s hands had frozen long ago, stuck between hours that no one could name anymore. People passed beneath it every day—children rushing to school, merchants shouting about their goods, workers dragging their tired feet home—but none of them noticed. To them, it was just another relic in a city already full of relics.
By Abid Malik4 months ago in Fiction
When Silence Becomes Louder Than Words
It was a quiet Tuesday evening when Emily realized that silence could scream louder than any word. The dinner table was set, the chairs neatly aligned, the smell of roasted chicken lingering in the air—but the only sound was the steady tick of the old wooden clock hanging above the fireplace.
By Abid Malik4 months ago in Fiction
