Kaleem Ullah
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The Taxi Driver Who Taught Me Tawakkul. AI-Generated.
The Taxi Driver Who Taught Me Tawakkul I was late. Again. And in the middle of Karachi’s madness, being late meant being yelled at, warned, and maybe even fired. My office had already issued me two warnings. One more, and I was out.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Humans
My Mother’s Silent Sacrifices. AI-Generated.
🌙 The Quiet Strength of a Mother Growing up, I thought my mother was simply… ordinary. She was always there — quietly, patiently, moving through our house like a soft breeze. She woke up before dawn, stayed up after everyone else slept, and her hands were never still.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Families
The Man Who Gave Me Water. AI-Generated.
☀️ A Long Day, a Dry Mouth It was the peak of summer. The sun was merciless, and the air felt like fire. I had just missed my bus, and the next one wouldn’t arrive for another hour. I had no water bottle with me, and the nearby shops were closed for Friday prayer.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Humans
When I Wronged My Brother. AI-Generated.
🧩 Introduction: The Silence That Spoke Too Loud Not every sin is loud. Sometimes, we hurt people not through shouting or insults, but through cold silence — through a heart that chooses pride over love. This is the story of how I wronged my younger brother, and how Allah taught me the value of humility, forgiveness, and family — before it was too late.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
From Jealousy to Gratitude. AI-Generated.
For years, I was at war — not with the world, but with my own heart. On the outside, I lived a quiet life. I greeted others with a smile, said “MashaAllah” when someone shared good news, and nodded during reminders about being thankful. But inside, I was burning with silent jealousy — not because I hated others, but because I couldn't understand why their lives were moving forward while mine remained still.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
The Dream I Hid for 10 Years. AI-Generated.
For a decade, I lived two lives. To my family, I was the obedient son — quiet, responsible, always saying "In shaa Allah" to their plans. I studied what they asked, attended the family shop when needed, and never questioned their decisions.
By Kaleem Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
The Forgiveness I Never Deserved. AI-Generated.
I was sixteen when I last saw Zain. We had grown up on the same street — chasing kites, stealing mangoes, and pretending the dusty lanes of our village were kingdoms of our own. He was the quiet one, always observing, always forgiving. And I? I was the loud storm. The one who laughed too much, joked too far, and often forgot where the line was drawn.
By Kaleem Ullah6 months ago in Humans
The Last Library on Earth. AI-Generated.
The Last Library on Earth In the year 2099, cities glowed with neon lights and holographic towers. Children no longer played with toys or read stories — they scrolled, swiped, and watched until their minds blurred with noise. Books were ancient relics now, stored only in museums or burned in the name of "progress."
By Kaleem Ullah6 months ago in Education
