Muhammad Ilyas
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Writer of words, seeker of stories. Here to share moments that matter and spark a little light along the way.
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Two People Under One Roof.
Riya stood by the window, watching the city bleed into the evening. The sun had long slipped behind the concrete skyline, leaving behind a purple haze that blurred the sharp edges of the buildings. Car headlights flickered below like restless fireflies, weaving through the endless traffic.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Confessions
Some secrets are too heavy to carry forever — this is mine.
I never imagined I would tell this story, not to anyone, let alone to strangers on the internet. For years, I convinced myself it didn’t matter, that no one would care, or worse — that they would. I built walls around it, carefully locking it away in the dark corners of my mind. But no matter how high or strong those walls were, it waited for me in quiet moments: in the hush before sleep, in the sudden silence of a song, in the scent of rain on old pavement.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Humans
We’re More Connected Than Ever, But Lonelier Than We’ve Ever Been: A Day in 2025
This morning, I woke up to 134 notifications. Messages from group chats I barely participate in, app updates, news alerts about a wildfire on the other side of the world, and a reminder from a mental health app that I haven’t “checked in” for four days.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Confessions
Every Night at 3:07 AM, My Doorbell Rings. No One’s Ever There.
I checked the cameras. What I saw made my blood run cold. I moved into this house three months ago, chasing what people like to call a “fresh start.” A new job in a quieter town, a modest two-bedroom house with a creaky porch and a view of nothing but thick, endless woods behind it. It wasn’t perfect, but it was mine.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Horror
A Stranger Handed Me a Note on the Train — I’ll Never Forget What It Said
It was one of those grey, drizzly afternoons where the sky feels like it’s been smudged with ash. The kind of day when even the streetlights seem too tired to flicker on. I was sitting by the window on the 4:35 train headed uptown, earbuds in, drowning in a playlist meant to convince me everything was fine.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Humans
The One Lesson Life Taught Me When I Least Expected It
I’ve always believed that life-changing moments come dressed in grandeur. That the defining scenes of our lives arrive with fireworks, applause, or at the very least, a dramatic shift in music. I expected epiphanies to be clear, loud, and unmistakable. But life, as I’ve come to learn, rarely follows the script we write for it in our heads.
By Muhammad Ilyas6 months ago in Humans
I Am Living Alone
There’s a particular kind of silence that fills a home when you live alone. It isn’t oppressive, nor is it entirely peaceful. It hums in the background like a soft, uninvited guest — sometimes a comfort, sometimes a reminder. It took me a while to learn how to live with it.
By Muhammad Ilyas7 months ago in Lifehack
The Girl Who Laughed When the World Slept
Some nights, the quiet holds a secret, and if you listen closely, you’ll hear her laugh. They say the town of Marrow’s End falls silent after midnight. The streets empty, the windows darken, and the only sound is the soft hum of the wind weaving through the cracks in the old wooden houses. But there’s one exception — a sound no one can explain and no one ever talks about. A laugh, ringing clear and sharp, slicing through the silence like a blade.
By Muhammad Ilyas7 months ago in Fiction
The Dream That Was Sold: What Our Generation Needs to Hear About Success.
Ahmed sat silently on the rooftop, watching the city lights flicker in the distance. A cool breeze brushed against his face, but it did little to calm the storm inside him. Just twenty-two, freshly graduated, and already weighed down by expectations, comparisons, and a dream that didn’t belong to him. A dream sold to him.
By Muhammad Ilyas7 months ago in Motivation
Finding Inner Happiness in a Troubled World.
Is it Possible to Be Happy Even in These Circumstances? We live in an era where war, injustice, and suffering dominate headlines. Bombs fall in one part of the world, innocent lives are lost in another. Somewhere, oppression grows unchecked; somewhere else, justice seems reserved only for the privileged. For many young people—and indeed anyone with a conscience—the question arises: How can anyone find happiness in such circumstances?
By Muhammad Ilyas8 months ago in Motivation
Feeling Stuck?
It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon when Maya sat on her couch, staring blankly at the wall. Her mind was a tangled mess of thoughts — her job felt meaningless, her goals distant, and the energy she once had seemed to have drained away completely. She felt stuck. Not just in her job or routine, but deep inside — like she was trapped in quicksand, struggling but sinking.
By Muhammad Ilyas8 months ago in Motivation
