Farhadi

Joined November 2025

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Echoes of the Solitary Reaper
Amid the golden waves of ripened grain, Beneath the vast, unending sky, She moves alone across the sunlit plain, A figure framed where earth and horizon lie.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Wander
Whispers of Autumn
The trees stand tall, in solemn grace, Their branches tracing skyward space. Leaves like embers, fiery, bright, Dance in the wind, a fleeting light.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Earth
Where Happiness Quietly Lives
Happiness does not always arrive with fireworks in its hands or applause trailing behind it. Sometimes it enters barefoot,
By Farhadi21 days ago in Humans
The Mirage I Chose
The desert was not supposed to be on the map. Yet there it was—stretching endlessly before me, pale gold under a white, merciless sun. I stood at the edge of it, holding a compass that refused to point anywhere with certainty. Its needle spun slowly, as if confused by my hesitation.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Marriage
The Silicon Anchor
The fluorescent lights of the library hummed with a clinical persistence, a sharp contrast to the soft, rhythmic pulsing of the device in Leo’s palm. To any observer, Leo was the model of modern academic diligence. He sat in a secluded carrel, surrounded by a fortress of heavy textbooks: The Principles of Macroeconomics, Advanced Calculus, and a thick anthology of Romantic poetry. But Leo’s eyes weren't on the printed word. They were locked in a desperate, wide-eyed stare at a five-inch pane of illuminated glass.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Journal
The Clock That Learned to Listen
The clock above Aarav’s desk ticked louder than any sound in the room. Or at least, that was how it felt to him. Each second landed like a small accusation: You’re late. You’re behind. You’re wasting me.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Motivation
When the Mind Learns to Rest
Anxiety did not arrive dramatically in Sara’s life. It didn’t come with a single disaster or a clear beginning. Instead, it crept in quietly, disguising itself as responsibility, ambition, and care. It whispered, Be prepared. Be careful. Be perfect. For a long time, Sara believed those whispers were helping her survive.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Humans
Because the Question Breathes
Why— a small word, light as a feather, yet it carries the weight of mountains, yet it knocks louder than fate on the locked doors of the heart.
By Farhadi21 days ago in Motivation
Embers of Tomorrow
In the quiet corner of a restless heart, Where shadows linger, and fears depart, There lies a spark, so gentle, so small,
By Farhadi23 days ago in Motivation
Whispers Behind the Gates
In the heart of the city lay a society that prided itself on order, reputation, and appearances. Row upon row of neat houses gleamed under the sun, gardens were trimmed with obsessive precision, and gates, tall and imposing, separated the residents from the chaotic world outside. From a distance, the society seemed perfect—safe, prosperous, and unblemished. But perfection, as always, was a carefully curated illusion.
By Farhadi23 days ago in Motivation
The Life I Learned to Carry
I was not born with thunder in my hands or destiny written loudly on my name. I arrived like most do— breathing, small, unannounced,
By Farhadi23 days ago in Humans
Beyond the Mirror’s Lie
In the town of Marrow field, beauty had rules. It lived in clear skin, symmetrical smiles, and confident posture. It walked the streets wearing approval like perfume, receiving glances that lingered and doors that opened easily. Those who fit its shape were welcomed without question. Those who did not were quietly taught where they belonged.
By Farhadi23 days ago in Marriage