Farid Ullah
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The Last Call From Room 306
The walls of Room 306 were a pale green, the kind that looked dull even in the morning light. A rotary phone rested on the nightstand between two twin beds, its cord slightly tangled, receiver cradled tightly in place. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. had been up since dawn. The Memphis sky was overcast, but the energy around the Lorraine Motel buzzed with purpose.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Horror
Inside the Mind: The Secret Mechanics of How We Think
Have you ever stopped in the middle of a thought and asked yourself, “Why am I thinking this?” One minute you're focused on work, the next your mind is replaying a childhood memory, jumping to future fears, or dreaming up wild imaginations. Our thinking seems random, chaotic, and unpredictable—but beneath that surface lies a complex and fascinating system that runs our entire experience of life.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Education
Why we fear something — even if it’s not dangerous
When Calla was seven years old, she screamed at the sight of a rope in her grandfather’s barn. It wasn’t just a small cry or a startled jump—it was a full-bodied, blood-draining scream that echoed through the rafters. Her grandfather, a quiet man who rarely raised his voice, came running so fast he dropped his hammer. But when he reached her, all he saw was a piece of old rope curled on the dusty floor, half-covered in hay.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Psyche
She Built Herself From Broken Pieces
There was a time when Areeba didn’t recognize the woman in the mirror. The girl who once laughed freely, who danced barefoot in the rain, who believed in fairy tales and kindness—that girl was gone. Replaced by someone hollow-eyed, quiet, and uncertain. Her dreams were folded away like old clothes, her voice buried beneath the echoes of words that had wounded her.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Motivation
I Tried Living Like a Historical Figure for a Week
Let me begin with this: Leonardo da Vinci was a genius, an inventor, an artist, a scientist… and absolutely exhausting to emulate. When I decided to live like him for seven days, I had no idea I was signing up for sleep deprivation, eyebrow singeing, and enough self-doubt to rival a Renaissance philosopher.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Motivation
I Spent 30 Days Saying ‘Yes’ to Everything—Here’s What I Learned
I used to be a chronic “maybe later” person. Friends would invite me out, and I’d say, “Maybe next weekend.” A coworker would suggest a project, and I’d nod, “Let me think about it.” New ideas, new foods, new people—most of it made me retreat behind my comfort zone like a turtle into its shell. I told myself I was just “low-energy” or “not that type of person,” but the truth was, I was afraid. Afraid of discomfort, of failure, of looking ridiculous.
By Farid Ullah6 months ago in Confessions
How My Best Friend Saved Me Without Knowing It. AI-Generated.
I never told him. Maybe I still won’t. But my best friend saved me — not in some dramatic, Hollywood way with sirens and last-minute rescues — but slowly, quietly, without even realizing it. And for that, I owe him everything.
By Farid Ullah7 months ago in Fiction
Why I Left My Dream Behind to Save My Family
Ever since I was a little boy, I dreamed of wearing a white coat. Not just any coat—but the one that said I’d made it. The one that whispered “respect,” “purpose,” “hope.” My dream was simple in words but heavy in effort: I wanted to be a cardiologist.
By Farid Ullah7 months ago in Families
How Trading Gold Taught Me Patience, Faith, and Discipline. AI-Generated.
When I first stepped into the world of trading, I was filled with excitement. The idea of making money from analyzing charts, predicting market moves, and beating the system felt like a thrilling adventure. Gold (XAU/USD) quickly became my favorite. It was volatile, fast-moving, and full of opportunity. But as I would later learn, it was also a master teacher—one that demanded patience, tested discipline, and constantly challenged mental strength. My initial trades were based more on instinct than analysis. I would see a spike or a drop and jump in, hoping for quick profits. Sometimes it worked, but more often, it didn’t. One day, I entered a buy trade on gold after seeing a strong green candle form. It looked powerful. Within minutes, the market reversed, and I was staring at a loss. I held the position, hoping it would turn around. It didn’t. That trade wiped out a week of gains.
By Farid Ullah7 months ago in Trader
