Mansoor Ahmad
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The Thirteenth Window
Once upon a time, in a small and peaceful village, there stood a big old house on the edge of a forest. Everyone in the village called it Willow House. It had twelve tall windows that sparkled in the sun, and it looked almost magical. But people said it had thirteen windows, not twelve. The thirteenth window was different.
By Mansoor Ahmad6 months ago in Humans
The Little Bird Who Waited
Once upon a time, in a quiet little village with green fields and tall trees, there lived a young sparrow named Chikki. She was small, brown, and full of energy. Chikki loved flying more than anything else. She would fly over the trees, chase butterflies, and sing happy songs from the rooftops.
By Mansoor Ahmad6 months ago in Pride
The Wild Road
Once upon a time, in a quiet village near the edge of a thick, green jungle, there lived a curious little boy named Rohan. Rohan was seven years old and full of questions. He loved animals, climbing trees and listening to the stories his Grandpa told him every evening.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Earth
Don't Sleep Naked
Rohan was a bright, happy, and playful boy who lived in a quiet town with his parents and little sister, Meera. He was in the sixth grade and enjoyed cartoons, playing cricket, and eating mangoes. But Rohan had a strange bedtime habit—he liked to sleep without any clothes on.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Motivation
When the Axe Spoke
In a peaceful green forest, full of singing birds and rustling leaves, there stood a very old and wise tree named Old Meroo. He had lived there for more than a hundred years. His thick trunk was strong, his roots ran deep, and his branches stretched wide like arms ready to give a hug.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Earth
The Lion and the Friend
Long, long ago, in the heart of a great green forest, lived a mighty lion named Leo. He was known far and wide as the King of the Jungle. Leo had a golden mane that shone like the sun and a roar that echoed through the trees. But Leo wasn’t like other lions. He didn’t like hunting or fighting. He loved walking quietly through the forest, watching birds and listening to the wind in the trees. Deep down, Leo was lonely.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Humans
Echoes of the First Click
I still remember the hum of the old desktop in the corner of our living room. It was bulky, slow and covered with a thin layer of dust. To my parents, it was just a tool for checking emails or printing schoolwork. To me, it was a strange, glowing box—intimidating and mysterious.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Education
A Shade in the Sun
The sun had ruled the skies for far too long. It was the middle of summer in the quiet village of Garyala. For over a month, there had been no clouds, no rain and no breeze. Every day felt like a repeat of the last — hot, dry and endless. The ground had cracked from thirst, the plants had wilted and even the birds had stopped singing.
By Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Earth
