Jawad Khan
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Jawad Khan crafts powerful stories of love, loss, and hope that linger in the heart. Dive into emotional journeys that capture life’s raw beauty and quiet moments you won’t forget.
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The Day Silence Replaced Her Voice
I never imagined silence could be so loud. It was a Thursday afternoon—the kind of day you forget before it’s even over. The sun peeked out between the clouds like it couldn’t decide whether to shine or hide. She had been sleeping more often those days, her voice growing thinner, softer—like a fading radio station in the background of life.
By Jawad Khan6 months ago in Families
A Letter I Never Sent (But Needed to Write)
There’s a strange kind of weight that sits on your chest when you carry words inside you—words you want to say but never quite find the courage to speak aloud. Sometimes, the hardest conversations are the ones you have with yourself, long after the moment to say them has passed.
By Jawad Khan6 months ago in Families
I Found Home in a Stranger’s Smile
It was the loneliest Tuesday of my life. I had just moved to a new city—one of those decisions you make at 2 a.m. when your heart is too tired of its own story and you’re convinced that a change of scenery might rearrange your soul. I didn’t know anyone here. No friends. No family. Just an apartment that echoed with silence and a city that moved too fast to care.
By Jawad Khan6 months ago in Humans
The House That Still Waits for Her
It’s been eight years since she walked out of that door, and still, the house waits. People say it’s silly—assigning memory to wood and stone—but I know better. I’ve lived here long enough to hear the echoes. To see the signs. Some places hold on to people. They keep the shape of their presence like breath lingering on glass. This house? It remembers her.
By Jawad Khan7 months ago in Chapters
The Things I Never Said at Her Funeral
I didn’t speak at her funeral. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I couldn’t. Because my voice caught somewhere between my ribs and my throat and refused to come out. Because the things I had to say didn’t feel like they’d fit in a neat paragraph of remembrance. Because how do you summarize a person in a few minutes when they took up your whole heart for years?
By Jawad Khan7 months ago in Poets
"She Left Me a Note—and Then Disappeared"
I found the note on a Thursday morning. It was a day like any other, one of those sleepy, half-dressed moments where the kettle hums and the world hasn’t quite opened its eyes yet. I stumbled into the kitchen, expecting to find her by the window with that distant look she always wore in the mornings—half in this world, half in a memory I couldn’t reach. But she wasn’t there.
By Jawad Khan7 months ago in Motivation
"Beneath the Silence"
Maya had always believed that silence was safe. In the small town where everyone knew everyone, she had learned to keep her voice quiet, her head down, and her feelings to herself. But the day her world changed, silence became something else entirely. It became a prison.
By Jawad Khan8 months ago in Families
"The Quiet Bond"
The park was nearly empty, save for the scattered rustling of leaves and the occasional chirp of a bird daring to break the calm. It was late afternoon, golden light filtering through the trees, casting long, warm shadows across the old wooden bench where Thomas sat with his daughter, Ellie.
By Jawad Khan8 months ago in Motivation
It Ends with Us – Colleen Hoover
The room was quiet, save for the ticking of the old clock on the wall. Emma sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers digging into the thick fabric of the quilt, trying to ground herself in something solid. Anything but the storm swirling in her chest.
By Jawad Khan8 months ago in Fiction
