Muhammad Bilal
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The Last Lantern
In the quiet valleys of the northern mountains, where snow-capped peaks touched the clouds and rivers sang through the rocks, there lived a boy named Ayaan. His village was small, nestled between pine forests and meadows of wildflowers. Life there was simple—people grew their food, shared laughter around bonfires, and respected the power of nature. But Ayaan carried a dream larger than the mountains themselves.
By Muhammad Bilal4 months ago in Fiction
3 Idiots
Introduction Indian cinema has produced countless films that entertain audiences with music, drama, and romance. However, few movies manage to inspire, educate, and leave a long-lasting impact on society. Rajkumar Hirani’s 3 Idiots (2009) is one such masterpiece. Starring Aamir Khan, R. Madhavan, Sharman Joshi, Kareena Kapoor, and Boman Irani, the film is based on Chetan Bhagat’s novel Five Point Someone. More than a comedy-drama, 3 Idiots challenges the rigid education system, celebrates friendship, and encourages the pursuit of true passion in life.
By Muhammad Bilal4 months ago in Fiction
The Deluge of 2025: Pakistan’s Battle Against a Relentless Flood
A Nation Under Water August 2025 will be remembered in Pakistan’s history as a month of heartbreak. What began as heavy monsoon rains quickly turned into a national disaster. Torrential downpours, cloudbursts in the north, and collapsing glacial lakes unleashed torrents of water across provinces, leaving behind devastation on a scale that once again tested the resilience of millions.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Humans
The Whispers in the Walls
It began with the scratching. At first, Daniel thought it was just mice. The old countryside house creaked at night anyway, so a little rustling between the walls didn’t seem unusual. But this was different. The sound didn’t come in short bursts like rodents scurrying—it was slow, deliberate… almost like fingernails dragging along wood.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Horror
The Lantern Beyond the Mist
The fog rolled in thick and heavy, swallowing the world in a cold, pale silence. The narrow forest trail that Adeel had been following for hours now looked like a thin thread floating in an endless sea of grey. The air smelled of wet earth and pine, and somewhere far away, water dripped in slow, steady beats.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Fiction
When We First Felt Forever
It was early spring when Rayan first saw Noor standing beneath the old almond tree outside the school library. The soft pink blossoms above her danced in the wind, framing her like a painting, and Rayan—seventeen, shy, and forever scribbling lyrics in the margins of his notebook—felt something unfamiliar stir in his chest.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Humans
The Last Bus to Terminal 9
The sky was never blue anymore. It hung low over the crumbling city like a rusted lid, filtering every ray of sunlight into a dull, sickly hue. People walked the streets with bowed heads and regulation-gray masks, their eyes hollow with routine. Screens blinked from the walls, reminding everyone: "Compliance Ensures Survival."
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Fiction
The Light Beyond the Blackboard
In a small, dusty village tucked away in the heart of a remote valley, education was more of a dream than a reality. Most children worked in the fields with their parents or helped at home. The school building stood at the edge of the village like an abandoned ghost, its paint peeling, windows cracked, and doors creaking. But that all changed the day a young teacher named Ayaan arrived.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Education
The Last Climb
Ethan Mitchell had always dreamed of reaching the summit of Mount Rainier. Towering above Washington state, its snow-covered peak loomed like a silent giant, daring anyone to try. The mountain was legendary — beautiful, brutal, and unpredictable. Many had attempted the climb. Few had made it to the top. Even fewer had returned unchanged.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Motivation
The Whispers Beneath the Floorboards
The village of Darnwood had always been an eerie place, wrapped in perpetual fog and silence that clung to its crooked cottages like a curse. Few dared to stay there long, and those who did often carried hollow eyes and voices that trembled. Among them was Arthur Gray, a middle-aged man recently widowed and desperate for solitude. He purchased an old, rotting house at the edge of the forest — a place the villagers called Hollow House.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Horror
The People Who Make the World Move
We often hear about great inventors, powerful leaders, and famous celebrities, but the real movers of the world are not always the ones with names in headlines. They are the ones we pass by in the streets, the ones who quietly serve, build, heal, and teach — without asking for recognition. These are the people who make the world move, even when no one is watching.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Education
The Bench by the Bakery
Every morning at exactly 7:30, Ruth sat on the weathered green bench outside Matteo’s Bakery. She wore a soft gray sweater, a woolen hat, and carried a tote bag that had definitely seen better days. In her lap sat a red notebook, frayed at the corners, filled with dozens of entries written in careful, looping handwriting.
By Muhammad Bilal5 months ago in Humans
