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Unhelpful Friends: A Bunny’s Lesson in Self-Reliance. AI-Generated.
🐰 Unhelpful Friends: A Bunny’s Lesson in Self-Reliance When fear strikes, true friendship is tested. In a peaceful forest where the sunlight filtered softly through tall green trees, lived a cheerful little bunny named Bobo. He was a small, fluffy rabbit with snow-white fur, long pink ears, and a heart full of joy. Bobo was known across the forest not only for his friendliness but for his belief that he had the best group of friends in the world.
By Ihsanullah6 months ago in Fiction
Change Yourself, Not the World
🏰 Change Yourself, Not the World When a king learns that wisdom begins within. Long ago, in a kingdom nestled between serene rivers and lush green valleys, there lived a wise and kind-hearted king. His people adored him, for he ruled with compassion, fairness, and a genuine interest in the welfare of his citizens. Under his reign, the land was prosperous—fields were bountiful, trade flourished, and the people lived in harmony, free from major hardship.
By Ihsanullah6 months ago in Motivation
The 17 Camels and 3 Sons: A Story of Wisdom and Creative Problem-Solving
Long ago, in a quiet, windswept village nestled at the edge of a vast desert, lived an old man known far and wide for his honesty, wisdom, and hard work. He was a camel trader, owning 17 camels which were his most valuable possession. These camels were not only his livelihood but also a symbol of his years of labor and dedication. The old man used to rent them out to traders and travelers who needed transport across the desert. Over the years, he earned enough to support his family and live a content life with his three sons.
By Ihsanullah6 months ago in Motivation
A Merchant and His Donkey: A Lesson in Cleverness and Consequences. AI-Generated.
A Merchant and His Donkey — A Tale of Clever Tricks and a Wiser Lesson Long ago, in a peaceful village nestled between rolling hills and flowing rivers, lived a humble merchant who made his living by selling salt. Every morning, just as the sun peeked over the horizon, the merchant would load up his loyal donkey with heavy bags of salt and set off toward the distant market to earn his daily bread.
By Ihsanullah6 months ago in Fiction
The Memory Collector . AI-Generated.
Elias sat alone behind the curved glass partition of his memory clinic, the name glowing in soft blue neon: REMEMBR – Memory Removal & Emotional Relief Services. His office smelled of old wires and lavender air mist, a calming scent designed by corporate psychologists to help clients let go of pain.
By Ihsanullah6 months ago in Futurism
