hammad khan
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Hi, I’m Hammad Khan — a storyteller at heart, writing to connect, reflect, and inspire.
I share what the world often overlooks: the power of words to heal, to move, and to awaken.
Welcome to my corner of honesty. Let’s speak, soul to soul.
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Respect in Love
Respect in Love True love isn't just about feelings — it's about honor, space, and silent understanding. When people talk about love, they often talk about passion. About butterflies, kisses, jealousy, and those long late-night calls that stretch into the morning. But love, the kind that actually survives, has something deeper at its core — respect.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Fiction
I Saw Myself Watching Me
I Saw Myself Watching Me It started on a Monday. A completely average, uneventful Monday. I woke up, brushed my teeth, checked my phone, and sat down for breakfast. That’s when I saw it—the moment that cracked reality like a mirror struck at its center.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Fiction
I Sent a Letter to My Future Self
I Sent a Letter to My Future Self — And It Wrote Back ----------------------- --------------- Three years ago, I sat alone on a rainy evening, staring at a blank screen. Life felt overwhelming—routines, regrets, ambitions I hadn’t acted on, and dreams I was too afraid to chase. In that moment of quiet chaos, I opened a Google Doc and began to write:
By hammad khan7 months ago in Confessions
Echoes Beyond Jupiter:
Echoes Beyond Jupiter: The Signal No One Was Meant to Hear They told Commander Rayna Kessler the mission was routine—another long-haul solo reconnaissance to the edge of our solar system. She knew that “routine” in deep space was a lie you told astronauts to stop them from going mad.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Fiction
I Spent 24 Hours in Silence
bu hammad khan I Spent 24 Hours in Silence — Here’s What Happened to My Mind It started as a challenge. A social media detox, a break from the noise, a personal dare to spend 24 hours in complete silence. No talking. No music. No notifications. Just me, my thoughts, and the present moment.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Humans
A Silent Helper in Ramadan
A Silent Helper in Ramadan Ramadan had always meant more than fasting to Mariam. It was a time of reset—a spiritual anchor that helped her refocus on what truly mattered. Every year, she eagerly awaited the calm of suhoor, the stillness of iftar, and the quiet tears that often came with dua. But this Ramadan was different. It wasn’t just about her anymore.
By hammad khan7 months ago in Humans
