Ghalib Khan
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my name is Ghalib Khan I'm Pakistani.I lived Saudi Arabia and I'm a BA pass student
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The Empty Chair at Sunrise
Every morning at sunrise, the neighborhood park came alive with familiar faces — joggers, old men sipping tea, children getting ready for school. But for Ali, there was only one face that mattered: his grandfather, sitting on the same wooden bench near the jasmine tree.
By Ghalib Khanabout a month ago in Humans
Death comes without notification,
There are some days in life that pass quietly, like any other, and then there are days that stay with you forever — not because something magnificent happened, but because something ended without warning. This is the story of Aamir, a young man whose life shifted in a single evening, teaching him how suddenly death can arrive and how deeply it can shape the living.
By Ghalib Khanabout a month ago in Lifehack
When Hearts Find Their Way
They say love arrives when you’re least prepared for it. For Sami, that couldn’t have been more true. He had moved to Baku, Azerbaijan, for a temporary work project—six months of deadlines, hotel rooms, and quiet evenings. Sami wasn’t running from anything, but he wasn’t chasing anything either. Life felt like it was paused. No excitement. No surprises. Just routine.
By Ghalib Khan2 months ago in Motivation
The Last Cup of Tea
The winter rain was falling softly against the tin roof, each drop a quiet rhythm to the chaos inside Ayesha’s heart. The small teashop on the corner of the street hadn’t changed in years — the same wooden benches, fogged windows, and that old radio whispering songs from another time.
By Ghalib Khan3 months ago in Motivation
The Leaf That Never Fell
The old brick building stood in one of the narrowest streets of the city — half-broken, half-alive. Inside, on the top floor, lived two young artists, Sara and Leena. Both had come to the city with dreams bigger than their pockets. They painted all day, sold a few pieces at street fairs, and shared every little victory like it was gold.
By Ghalib Khan3 months ago in Fiction
