hazrat ali
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I Took My Anxiety for a Walk, and It Didn’t Win
by [Hazrat ali] It started, as it always does, with a feeling. Not loud at first—just a flutter in the chest. A sudden awareness of my own breathing. The kind of shift so subtle you might mistake it for nothing at all. But I knew better. I’d lived inside this body long enough to recognize the signs. The air felt heavier. The thoughts got faster. My fingers fidgeted with nothing. And before I knew it, anxiety had arrived.
By hazrat ali6 months ago in Motivation
I Learned to Breathe Through Paper
by [Hazrat ali] I never thought a pen could keep me alive. Not in the literal sense—of course not. But when the world around me collapsed like a poorly built house in an earthquake of grief and confusion, I reached for a pen, not a person. I reached for paper when I couldn’t reach for air.
By hazrat ali6 months ago in Writers
My Grandmother’s Hands Held More Than Love
By [Hazrat ali] Her hands were not soft. They were not adorned with painted nails or gold rings. They were not the kind of hands you'd see in glossy magazines, modeling soap or clutching a wine glass delicately between manicured fingers.
By hazrat ali6 months ago in Motivation
What My Broken Pen Taught Me About Perfection
What My Broken Pen Taught Me About Perfection by [Hazrat Ali] I used to believe that perfection was the goal. Crisp white pages, unmarred by smudges. Perfect lines. Perfect words. Sentences that landed like feathers and struck like lightning. I imagined that when I wrote, the world would pause—awed by the clarity of my expression, the elegance of my craft. I was in love with the idea of being flawless.
By hazrat ali6 months ago in Writers
Breaking Chains: My Journey to Strength Through Struggle
For years, I lived under the weight of invisible chains — burdens forged by fear, doubt, and circumstances beyond my control. These chains weren’t physical, but they held me captive nonetheless. Every step I took felt heavy, as if the very air around me was thick with uncertainty and pain. I often wondered if I would ever be free.
By hazrat ali6 months ago in Motivation
