Fazal Hadi
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Hello, I’m Fazal Hadi, a motivational storyteller who writes honest, human stories that inspire growth, hope, and inner strength.
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The Friend Who Stayed
I met Zara on a Tuesday. Not the kind of Tuesday you remember for any special reason—it was just ordinary. A gray, cloudy day with too much homework and not enough motivation. I had just transferred to a new school, carrying the kind of quiet sadness that comes from being “the new kid” too many times.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
Dear Me, You Survived
Dear Me, If only you knew back then what I know now. You were lying in bed that night, eyes wide open in the dark, feeling like the world had pressed all its weight onto your chest. The silence was loud, the kind that screams every painful thought back at you. You stared at the ceiling as if it might fall and end everything, and a small part of you wished it would. That was the night everything changed. That was the night you hit what you thought was the bottom.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Psyche
The Fox and the Stag: When Cleverness Meets Courage
You wouldn't think a story about a fox and a stag could happen in the real world, but I promise you—it did. It happened not in a forest, but in an office. Not with fur and antlers, but with words, ambition, and choices that quietly shaped two lives in very different ways.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
When Love Wasn’t Enough
We met in the most ordinary way—through a mutual friend at a birthday party neither of us really wanted to attend. He was quiet, thoughtful, and didn’t try to impress anyone. That’s what caught my attention. While everyone else was loud and eager for attention, he sat in a corner sipping his drink and observing everything like he’d seen the world twice.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Psyche
The First to Break the Chain
They say trauma can be passed down like eye color. I never used to believe that. I thought what happened in one generation would stay there, buried like old letters in a box no one opens. But I was wrong. Trauma doesn’t die. It travels—quietly, invisibly—until someone finally has the courage to face it. To stop it.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Psyche
The Elephant and the Frog: A Story About Strength, Silence, and Speaking Up
I met them both on the same summer afternoon—one tall, slow, and heavy with silent wisdom, and the other small, loud, and never afraid to speak up. No, this isn't a story from a jungle or a children's fable. This is a true story from a quiet animal shelter just outside our city.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Psyche
The Wallet I Thought Was Gone
The Wallet I Thought Was Gone How a Stranger's Honesty Restored My Faith in Humanity It was a Thursday—one of those exhausting, head-down, rush-through-everything days. My to-do list was long, my energy low, and the only thing on my mind was getting home. I had just finished a stressful meeting across town, and after grabbing a quick sandwich from a café near the subway station, I stepped onto the train heading home.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
Ten Things I’ve Finally Learned to Like About Myself
Somewhere between delivering goat kids and training a pack of dogs to championship titles, I started to see something in myself worth liking. But I’ll be honest—it wasn’t easy. For most of my life, I’ve been better at pointing out my flaws than celebrating my strengths. Give me a mirror, and I’ll show you my mood swings, my chaotic kitchen drawer of unfinished projects, the pile of missteps I haven’t forgiven myself for.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
The 3AM Thoughts That Changed Everything
It was one of those nights when sleep refused to visit. The kind where you lie still in the dark, watching the numbers change on the clock like a slow countdown to morning. 3:02 AM. The house was quiet, but my mind was anything but.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Confessions
How Grief Became My Greatest Teacher
I never really understood grief until it showed up on my doorstep wearing the face of my mother’s absence. She passed away on an ordinary Tuesday. No storm, no thunder, no dramatic Hollywood goodbye. Just a quiet phone call in the middle of my workday that changed my entire world.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Longevity
The Empty Chair at Dinner
Dinner at our house was always a ritual. Not fancy, not Pinterest-perfect, but full of clatter, conversation, and the familiar rhythm of togetherness. Growing up, my family made it a rule—no matter what the day held, we all gathered at the table every evening. Phones down. TV off. We’d sit, eat, and share the messiness of our lives over mashed potatoes and Monday blues.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
