Amzad Rahid

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The Deep Black Box
It was to be a routine salvage dive. The Eurydice, a charter exploration vessel, was sweeping the South Atlantic for wreckage sunk beneath the waves—old war debris, shipping containers, anything that was worth salvaging. The trench they were searching was outside most shipping lanes, in an area of sea so deep it swallowed sonar.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Chapters
The Clockmaker’s Secret
Prague, 1875 The clock ticked on mercilessly in the corner, clanging out off the stone walls of the workshop. Jakub Vorel leaned over the old pocket watch, his black-stained hands, his furrowed forehead, a picture of concentration. It was a work of art—gold-cased, engraved with rampant lion—but something was wrong.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Beat
Never Stop Dreaming — Especially of Who You Can Become
Every morning at 4:30 AM, James Holloway sat in the same corner booth at Millie's Diner on 3rd Street. It wasn't the coffee that drew him—too bitter, too burnt—but the quiet. Before the city awakened, James could sit by himself, notebook open, mind wandering.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Interview
The Mystery of Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370: A Modern-Day Disappearance
Malaysia Airlines Flight MH370 vanished mysteriously on March 8, 2014, initiating one of the most baffling and controversial mysteries of modern aviation history. The flight, traveling from Kuala Lumpur to Beijing with 239 people on board, simply fell off the radar, and despite years of searching, the question of what happened to Flight MH370 remains a mystery. Despite the fact that some theories accuse mechanical failure or terrorism, conspiracy theories regarding the vanishing of the flight continue to captivate the world.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Journal
The Sunrise After the Storm
Sophie had always been cautious. She played it by the book, followed the well-known route, and established a life that to the eyes of anyone else was flawless. She had the job, the friends, the routine but inside of her there was an unspoken ache. Something didn't sit correctly, like there was a missing component in her life but she couldn't put her finger on it. Every day, she pushed away the emotion, telling herself this was as good as it would ever be.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Motivation
The Girl Who Left Her Heart in the Library
There was a moment when I thought that I could leave bits of myself in a thousand locations across the world. My heart could be broken into pieces, each piece carefully kept in a location that was meaningful. I did not realize it then, but one of those bits was left behind in a surprising location: the library.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Humans
"The Light Beneath the Rain"
It was one of those Thursdays that just didn't quite feel like itself from the start. The kind where the sky stayed the color of wet concrete, and the world just sort of limped along as if it had something heavy on its mind.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Fiction
I Watched the Stars With a Stranger and Forgot My Problems
It was that kind of night when everything just seemed too loud. Deadlines. Missed calls. My own thoughts. I had spent hours aimlessly scrolling on my phone, searching for things to distract me, but with each swipe I only grew more irritable.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Education
I Met My Future Self in a Dream—And I Listened
It started like any other dream—vague, ungrounded, fleeting. I was standing in my childhood bedroom, the walls still that same pale blue, the posters from my teenage years impossibly back on the walls. It was home but.not quite. Like something recalled that had been changed.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Fiction
Hitchhiking to the Arctic (Norway)
I was in southern Sweden when I decided to turn north. I had no itinerary, just a fierce yearning in my heart to see the Northern Lights. Not from a bus tour, not through the foggy pane of a hotel window, but with my own breath visible in the air, my boots in the snow, and nothing but silence between me and the sky.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Geeks
The Morning I Missed the Bus—and Found My Way Instead
The Morning I Missed the Bus—and Found My Way Instead I was 17, late for school, and flying down the block in the middle of winter with half-frozen hair and a burnt piece of toast in my mouth. Classy. The yellow school bus came around the corner just as I was reaching the stop. I waved frantically, breath clouding in the air, but the driver didn't see. Perhaps he did, and just decided it was too late.
By Amzad Rahid9 months ago in Confessions