Atiqbuddy

Joined August 2025

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"Storyteller at heart, exploring life through words. From real moments to fictional worlds — every piece has a voice. Let’s journey together, one story at a time."

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Past Threads, Present Comforts
In high school, my buddies—Rick, Tom, and I—landed part-time jobs at a men’s shoe store called Marston’s Footwear. The manager had one rule carved into stone: full suits and ties, even on weekends. We were the youngest salesmen there, but we looked like miniature bankers. Somewhere between fitting shoes and shining leather soles, I fell hopelessly for the cashier—a girl with a laugh that could sell anything. Lesson learned: never date someone who works the cash register two feet from your boss’s office. When it ended, I realized heartbreak feels worse in a three-piece suit.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Families
When I Confess
If I whispered your gaze holds the glow of the stars, if I claimed that your laugh brings the morning its light, if I vowed that your voice heals invisible scars,
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Poets
Beyond the Mirror
There is something I need to say — something that has lived inside me for years, something that has often been silenced by the noise of judgment and cruel words. I have been told repeatedly that I should change who I am: lose weight, take pills, follow the latest diet, and shrink myself so I can finally be “noticed.”
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Psyche
The Role I Choose
I would rather carry the name of “Mother” than chase the name of “friend,” For friendships come and friendships go, but my children last till the end.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Poets
A Friend Beyond Time
There was a time before the smartphone revolution, when life felt slower, simpler, and perhaps more meaningful. In those days, my Nokia phone wasn’t just a device in my pocket; it was a loyal friend. It was the first mobile I truly called my own, and even today, when I think back to it, a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me. My Nokia was not just about technology—it was about emotions, memories, and the joy of connection.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Confessions
When Man’s Companion Becomes the Government’s Spy
They watch from rooftops, utility poles, and abandoned towers—silent, patient, and unblinking. Crows congregate in tight formations, shifting positions without ever breaking focus. One departs, another immediately takes its place. To the casual observer, they are merely birds—but for those who know, they are far more than that. They report. They observe. They are the World Collective’s unseen eyes.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Fiction
Wayne – The Brutal, Brilliant Show You Probably Missed
Finding a truly great series these days feels like chasing smoke. We scroll endlessly, yet most shows blend together—predictable plots, recycled ideas, or flashy exteriors with little heart. That’s why I need to shine a light on a hidden masterpiece, a series that came quietly, almost unnoticed, and yet holds more power than many of the most talked-about titles.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Viva
The Quiet Soul’s Confession
I cannot mingle anymore, My soul feels overstretched I’ll shut the window, lock the door, And let my mind just rest. A pillow, blanket, steaming tea,
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Poets
All Is Well
The night may rage with winds unkind, And doubts may dwell within the mind. The path may twist, the road may bend, But every storm will one day end.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Poets
To Be or Not To Be
Sometimes, life places us at a crossroads. One path appears easy but hollow inside, while the other looks difficult yet hides a new horizon at the end. Ali found himself standing at such a point in his life. In his mind, one question echoed again and again: “To be or not to be?”
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Fiction
A Knocked At The Midnight
It began with three knocks that didn’t belong. Not hurried, not fearful—just steady, like someone certain of their right to be there.
By Atiqbuddy4 months ago in Horror
Only You and Me
Between the silence and the sound, A hidden meadow can be found. Not charted on a traveler’s chart, It beats within, a quiet heart.
By Atiqbuddy4 months ago in Poets

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Past Threads, Present Comforts

When I Confess

Beyond the Mirror

The Role I Choose

A Friend Beyond Time

When Man’s Companion Becomes the Government’s Spy

Wayne – The Brutal, Brilliant Show You Probably Missed

The Quiet Soul’s Confession

All Is Well

To Be or Not To Be

A Knocked At The Midnight

Only You and Me

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