Esa khan

Joined April 2025

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"I'm Esa Khan, a passionate writer and educator sharing insights on Islamiat, Urdu, English, and Arabic. I aim to inspire and inform through meaningful stories and educational reflections."

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The price of Betrayal
Esa was an ordinary boy. Born into a poor family, he lived his life with the help of his parents' prayers and his own hard work. He studied at a small-town college and worked in a hotel in the evenings, washing dishes to pay for his fees and books. In his heart, he carried a dream — the dream of becoming a successful man. But that dream was shattered when Alia entered his life.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Families
Tears of yesterday
The rain poured down like a relentless curtain of sorrow, veiling the city in a haze of silver and gray. Each droplet hit the window with rhythmic persistence, mimicking the quiet sobs she had once cried during countless lonely nights. The world outside seemed to share her grief, cloaked in a mist that pressed against the buildings and sidewalks like a heavy blanket. Standing by the window, she watched as the rain traced delicate paths down the glass, like tiny rivers of remembrance. Every drop seemed to echo a moment from her past—memories she'd tried to bury, emotions she'd tried to suppress.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Education
When Everyone left Allah was with me
The darkness wasn’t just around her—it was inside her, curling like smoke around her heart, choking the last remnants of hope. Every path she had once trusted now seemed blocked, every light extinguished. Doors she had once thought open, even wide, had slammed shut in her face. The hands she had reached for—hands she believed would hold her, help her—had either withdrawn or pushed her away. It was as if the world had turned its back, leaving her alone in an endless storm.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Motivation
Echoes Beneath the Floor Boards
The key turned with a stubborn click, and the door of Cwymp Cottage groaned open like it hadn’t welcomed a guest in decades. The air inside was dry but heavy, as if it held its breath. Eliza Merrin stepped into the dim hallway, dragging her suitcase behind her and squinting at the dust motes dancing in the slanted afternoon light.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Education
The smile that never died
The Smile That Never Died A Brother’s Sacrifice, A Nation’s Pride, A Family’s Eternal Memory I still remember that morning like it was yesterday. The sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue across the rooftops of our small village. My brother, Asim, stood at the door in his army uniform, smiling like he always did before leaving for duty. There was something about that smile—warm, fearless, and oddly comforting. I didn’t know then that it would be the last time I’d see it in person.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Fiction
The Blessing After The Break
Story: The Blessing After the Break She sat quietly on the prayer mat, her fingers gliding over the prayer beads with the slow rhythm of a soul trying to steady itself. The room was dim, and outside, the city buzzed on without pause, without knowledge of the quiet storm she had just endured.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Chapters
Victory of the Humble
In a:eaceful forest filled with blooming flowers and singing birds, a turtle named Timo and a rabbit named Rafi lived among the woodland creatures. The forest was not just a home—it was a world full of lessons, where every creature had a story to tell.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Education
The Thirsty crow
It was the peak of summer, and the sun blazed down with all its might. The sky was cloudless, and the earth beneath had cracked with dryness. Trees stood still with drooping leaves, and rivers and ponds had shrunk to puddles. The animals in the forest sought shade and water, but both were hard to find.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Journal
Greedy dog
Once upon a time in a quiet village nestled between two forested hills, there lived a dog named Bruno. Bruno was not an ordinary dog. He was strong, clever, and quite popular among the other animals in the village. But unfortunately, he had one major flaw—he was terribly greedy.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Education
When did I see her for the last time
"Mother, I’ll be back by evening. I have some errands to run." “Alright, beta. Take care of yourself.” That… was the last sentence I ever heard from my mother.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Families
The Last Message
The old bookstore sat tucked between a bakery and a cobbler’s shop on a quiet street few people walked anymore. Its windows were clouded with dust, its wooden sign faded and creaking in the breeze. But to Emma, it was a sanctuary—a place where time seemed to pause, and forgotten stories whispered through the air like ghosts.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Motivation
I Give Him My sight..... But He Stole My Heart
The Story Part 1: The Light He Brought Into My Life The first time I saw Ayaan, the world slowed down. It was one of those chaotic college mornings—books slipping from my arms, coffee threatening to spill—when he appeared. With a quick step, he caught my falling notebook and handed it back with a smile that made my pulse stutter.
By Esa khan 8 months ago in Humans

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The price of Betrayal

Tears of yesterday

When Everyone left Allah was with me

Echoes Beneath the Floor Boards

The smile that never died

The Blessing After The Break

Victory of the Humble

The Thirsty crow

Greedy dog

When did I see her for the last time

The Last Message

I Give Him My sight..... But He Stole My Heart

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