Furqan Elahi
Bio
Writer of quiet thoughts in a loud world.
I believe stories can heal, words can build bridges, and silence is sometimes the loudest truth. On Vocal, I write to make sense of the unseen and give voice to the unsaid.
Stories (29)
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The Last Night of the Dreamer
The Last Night of the Dreamer He didn’t know it would be his last night. But somehow, we believe he felt it. It was April 3rd, 1968. Memphis, Tennessee. The rain was falling like grief from a sky that couldn’t hold itself together. Inside the Mason Temple, a crowd waited restlessly. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. had arrived in the city to support a sanitation workers' strike. These men — Black, overworked, underpaid — were demanding not just fair wages, but dignity.
By Furqan Elahi6 months ago in History
One Minute Left
One Minute Left By Khan Khan G The phone rang at exactly 11:59 PM. Hassan frowned. “Who’s calling this late?” He was just about to turn off the lights and sleep. He picked up the phone, thinking it might be a spam call. But when he saw the screen — No Caller ID — a strange chill ran down his spine.
By Furqan Elahi6 months ago in Horror
The Shadow in the Mirror
The Shadow in the Mirror I first noticed the shadow in the mirror when I was eleven. It was a rainy Tuesday — one of those afternoons where the sky sulks, and the wind whistles secrets between windowsills. I was brushing my teeth when something flickered in the corner of the bathroom mirror. I turned around, fast. Nothing there.
By Furqan Elahi6 months ago in Fiction
