Mian Nazir Shah
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Storyteller fueling smiles and action with humor, heart, and fresh insights—exploring life’s quirks, AI wonders, and eco-awakenings in bite-size inspiration.
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The Mirror Only I Could See
I discovered the mirror when I was eleven. It wasn’t hidden behind a curtain or buried beneath the floorboards. It hung plainly in the hallway between my room and the laundry closet, a place so ordinary that no one paid attention to it — except me.
By Mian Nazir Shah6 months ago in Fiction
When Time Turned Back
Sometimes, a headline isn’t just news—it becomes the sound of a heart skipping a beat. On December 28, 1998, Miami International Airport's control tower received a strange signal—an unidentified aircraft entering their airspace. No contact, no voice, just a silent approach to the runway. It wasn’t just any plane. It was a DC-3 aircraft… one that had disappeared half a century earlier.
By Mian Nazir Shah7 months ago in Fiction
Where Are You?
The city lights blurred through the rain-streaked window as Mia sat curled up on the worn-out couch in her tiny apartment. Her phone lay silent beside her, the screen dark and empty. For the hundredth time that day, she glanced at it, hoping for a message, a call—anything that would tell her Lucas was still out there, somewhere. But there was nothing.
By Mian Nazir Shah7 months ago in Fiction
Behind the Silence, I Scream
You Call It Strength, But You Don’t See Me Break They say I’m strong. They look at how I carry on—how I smile politely at the grocery store clerk, how I manage to work full-time, pay bills, raise kids, and still remember to ask how someone else is doing.
By Mian Nazir Shah7 months ago in Poets
The Prisoner Who Never Tried to Escape
Emily walked quietly through the ruined gates of the abandoned prison, her camera slung carefully over her shoulder, the weight of the equipment grounding her in the silence. Each step of her worn leather boots crunched sharply against the gravel path, sending small stones skittering in every direction. The prison, a colossal structure of broken concrete and rusted iron bars, had been closed for over a decade now, swallowed slowly by the relentless desert and largely forgotten by the world outside. To most people, this place would be considered haunted—whispers of lost souls lingering between crumbling walls, shadows moving just beyond sight. But Emily didn’t see ghosts; she saw a story waiting to be told, a perfect location for her final shoot on a documentary she had spent nearly a year crafting—“Forgotten Prisons.” The film was about places where justice had once been served, but where time had grown weeds over truth and silence had settled thick like dust.
By Mian Nazir Shah7 months ago in Humans
The Library Under the Stairs
The rain hadn’t stopped in three days. Thick grey clouds hung over the village like an old woolen blanket, heavy and unmoving. Noor sat on the window sill of her grandmother's house, staring out into the garden that now looked like a swamp. The move had been sudden—her father said it was for a fresh start after her grandmother passed. But the house smelled like old wood, mothballs, and silence.
By Mian Nazir Shah7 months ago in Fiction
Buried in Silence: The Children of Gaza
My name is Reem. I am ten years old. At least, I think I still am. We haven’t celebrated a birthday since the war started. Time doesn’t move the way it used to. Days blur into nights, and each one feels like the last day on Earth.
By Mian Nazir Shah8 months ago in Families
The Girl Who Lived in a Graveyard
Graveyards are for the dead, they say. But in the heart of one—where silence clung like moss to stone and the wind wept over forgotten names—there lived a girl. She wasn’t a ghost. She wasn’t a figment of sorrow. She was real. Her name was Amara.
By Mian Nazir Shah8 months ago in Humans
“Beyond the Edge: A Journey Through Darkness to Find the Light”
“Was the Stellar Voyager really pulled into the unknown by an unseen force?” The moment it happened, silence devoured the ship. “Captain! We're off-course!” Lieutenant Sarah Chen’s voice cracked through the comm. Captain Ethan Reid bolted upright in his command chair, his eyes darting to the main screen. The familiar Milky Way constellations had vanished, swallowed by a strange glow pulsing across the void. “What the hell is that?” Ethan whispered. The Stellar Voyager was no rookie mission—it was humanity’s most advanced deep-space exploration vessel, equipped for mapping galaxies, not falling victim to them. “Navigation’s offline. External comms dead,” said Luis Ramirez, the ship’s chief engineer. “Sir… it’s like space itself just shifted around us.” A gravitational anomaly, perhaps? Or something more?
By Mian Nazir Shah8 months ago in Futurism
The Mercy of Makkah
Introduction In a world where power often leads to revenge, one man showed the strength of mercy. Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him), the final messenger of Islam, lived a life filled with hardship, betrayal, and relentless opposition. Yet, despite all the suffering he endured, he never allowed bitterness to darken his heart. His greatest victories weren’t won through violence or hatred — they were won through compassion, forgiveness, and unwavering character.
By Mian Nazir Shah8 months ago in Humans
