Israr khan
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I write to bring attention to the voices and faces of the missing, the unheard, and the forgotten. , — raising awareness, sparking hope, and keeping the search alive. Every person has a story. Every story deserves to be told.
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The Life Story of Elon Musk
Elon Musk, born on June 28, 1971, in Pretoria, South Africa, is a globally recognized entrepreneur, inventor, and industrial designer whose ambitions span from electric cars and clean energy to space exploration and artificial intelligence. His journey from a curious child in South Africa to one of the most influential figures in modern technology is marked by innovation, risk-taking, and relentless drive.
By Israr khan6 months ago in History
Life story of the Cristiano Ronaldo: The Relentless Rise of a Football Icon
Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro was born on February 5, 1985, in Funchal, the capital of the Portuguese island of Madeira. Raised in a modest home in the working-class neighborhood of Santo António, Ronaldo was the youngest of four children born to Maria Dolores dos Santos Aveiro, a cook, and José Dinis Aveiro, a municipal gardener. The family faced financial hardships, and Ronaldo later revealed that his mother considered aborting him due to their poverty, but ultimately chose to give birth.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Feast
Real story Balochistan Girl
A year and a half ago, a young couple defied tradition and chose love. They married by their own will — an act that, in many parts of the world, is a celebration of freedom and partnership. But not here. Not in a land where love is often treated like a crime and women pay the price for choices men are allowed to make freely.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Fiction
"He Chose His Mother Over Me"
I never imagined that the happiest day of my life would turn into the most painful memory I carry. We were together for four years. Four beautiful, complicated, honest years. Aarav was everything I had ever hoped for—gentle, ambitious, funny in a quiet way. We met at university, shared late-night study sessions, endless cups of coffee, and dreams that intertwined more deeply with every passing year.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter
The coffee had gone cold in Emma’s hands, but she didn’t notice. Rain tapped gently on the windows of the small café, a soft rhythm that matched the ache in her heart. It had been a year since she last saw Liam — and today marked exactly 365 days since he left.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Fiction
The Girl in the Mirror"
I. The Quiet Arrival She came into this world not with a roar, But a whisper folded in a lullaby. Eyes like stormclouds yet to form, A softness only silence could define. In a cradle of gentle hopes, she lay, Unaware of the battles waiting beyond day.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Poets
"The Secrets to a Healthy Face"
Expert Tips for Clear, Radiant, and Youthful Skin Your face is often the first thing people notice about you—it reflects your lifestyle, habits, and overall health. But in a world filled with countless skincare products and conflicting advice, maintaining a healthy face can feel overwhelming. The good news is that achieving clear, glowing, and youthful skin doesn't have to be complicated. In fact, the real “secrets” to a healthy face come down to a consistent routine, mindful choices, and a holistic approach to skincare.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Filthy
"Every Step Counts"
Life is a journey, not a sprint. Each action we take, no matter how small, contributes to the larger outcome we seek. The phrase “Every Step Counts” reminds us that progress is not always fast or dramatic — it is often the result of consistent, deliberate effort over time. Whether we're pursuing personal goals, creating positive social change, or simply trying to become better versions of ourselves, every step we take plays a role in shaping the path ahead.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Feast
"The Girl with No Tomorrow"
The clock on the hospital wall ticked too loudly, as if it had something to prove. Amara lay in the narrow bed, staring at the ceiling, where the paint was cracked and dull. Time moved forward for everyone else, but for her, it had stopped.
By Israr khan6 months ago in Humans
