Echoes of Life
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I’m a storyteller and lifelong learner who writes about history, human experiences, animals, and motivational lessons that spark change. Through true stories, thoughtful advice, and reflections on life.
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The River Waits for the Quiet Ones
The One Who Never Spoke Much Luqman wasn’t the kind of kid anyone worried about. He was quiet — the kind of quiet that made adults say, “He’s such a good boy.” He didn’t run wild, didn’t break things, didn’t shout over others. He walked instead of ran, whispered instead of laughed, and watched the world like it might disappear if he blinked too fast.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Horror
Whispers Under the Snow
The snow is covered with more than just footprints. We called him Jesus. Nine years old. Wild curls, sharp brown eyes, always tugging at someone's coat to point at a snowflake he thought was like a star. Jesus loved winter. When most of us scurried inside with cocoa and socks, he ran into the cold. Into it. Like he belonged.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Fiction
And forgiveness was granted
Fahad's feet were not touching the ground with joy. He could not believe that he had become the owner of a new house. He loved his ancestral home very much, but now the space there was starting to feel a little cramped. The children of the three brothers were still young, so one day the three brothers sat together. The elder brother Farooq addressed the two younger brothers: "This house was built by Abu Jan with a lot of hard work. Although his business was not very large, he somehow built this house for us little by little.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
The Greedy Thug and the Wise Villager
Once upon a time, in a peaceful little village nestled among green hills and whispering forests, people lived a simple life. They were known for their honesty, hospitality, and pure-hearted generosity. The village had little in the way of wealth, but it was full of kindness. In the center of this village lived an old man - wise, soft-spoken, and observant. His words carried weight, though they were rarely acted on. Most of the villagers admired him, but few truly understood the depth of his wisdom.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
My Name Is Pink: Why TikTok’s Opposite Trend Speaks Louder Than You Think
It started with a whisper — a soft, lo-fi voice says, “My name is Pink,” followed by another voice answering, “And I’m the opposite.” Then came a flood: couples, best friends, siblings, even pets. The TikTok screen would split in two, and across millions of pages, a new trend would bloom like a neon flower in a grayscale garden.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in FYI
In his own trap
The people of a small village were simple and noble. Their goodness and hospitality were famous far and wide. In the same village there lived a wise man. People used to listen to his advice, but they did not follow it. When a thug heard about him, he arrived in this village in a very bad state and told the people a false story of his robbery.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Fiction
Manu was punished for lying
Dear children! In a distant forest, there lived a group of cats. They all had a deep friendship. All the cats used to play together and even go out to eat together. The winter season had begun and the cold outside was getting worse. In such a situation, the cats found it impossible to leave the house, but they had to go out to fill their stomachs.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Fiction
7 Habits That Changed My Life in 2024.
At the start of 2024, I was stuck. Stuck in a job that made me miserable, a routine that left me numb, and a mindset that told me I couldn’t change. I didn’t want a “new me.” I just wanted peace, direction—and maybe some energy left at the end of the day.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Motivation
Wild Tribe
The plane was moving smoothly when it suddenly started to sway in the air. All the passengers were scared. Some started screaming loudly. Some passengers started praying. The pilot was unable to control the plane at all. He could not even communicate with the control room. The plane was falling rapidly towards the ground. All the passengers were crying in fear.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Fiction
Living Machines
To Tazeen, this was a strange event, which he wrote in his diary. The date was May 17, 2454. He wrote: “Today, Muaz has found something that was once called a book. It was a very old book. Tazeen’s grandfather once mentioned his China and said that in his grandfather’s time, all writings were printed on paper.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Futurism
