Muhammad Riaz
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- Writer. Thinker. Storyteller. I’m Muhammad Riaz, sharing honest stories that inspire, reflect, and connect. Writing about life, society, and ideas that matter. Let’s grow through words.
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The Letter Arrived 20 Years Late. AI-Generated.
The mail came at 3:16 PM. Same as always. But that day, something was different. Tucked between a water bill and a supermarket coupon booklet was a yellowed envelope—creased, brittle, and stamped with a date: March 12, 2005.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Time He Held My Hand . AI-Generated.
There’s a strange silence that follows someone’s last touch. You don’t realize it’s the last until it echoes. I didn’t know that night, on the park bench near 7th Avenue, would be the last time he held my hand. I didn’t know it would be the last time I’d feel his thumb trace slow circles on my skin like he always did when he was thinking.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Humans
She Blocked Me on Everything—But Still Reads My Poems . AI-Generated.
I knew she blocked me. I wasn’t guessing—I saw it happen in real time. One minute I could see her profile picture, her last seen, the little green dot that used to make my heart beat a little faster. The next minute, gone. Black circle. No last seen. No replies.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Humans
The Last Song We Played Together . AI-Generated.
We always had a song. It changed over the years—from late-night acoustic tracks to slow dance classics, then to piano instrumentals when we were tired of words. But there was always a song, always something playing in the background as we built our life together.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Humans
When We Sold Time . AI-Generated.
It was the day Arman had dreamed of his entire life—his wedding day. The sky was clear, the sun warm but gentle, and the city of Neo Karachi shimmered with celebration. Streets were lined with neon banners flashing countdown timers — not for the ceremony itself, but for the Time Market's opening bell.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Futurism
The Day the Stars Went Offline . AI-Generated.
It began at 2:17 a.m., GMT. The stars vanished. Not faded. Not dimmed. They simply… went offline. As though someone had flicked a cosmic switch. Across the globe, astrophysicists panicked, astronomers stared into pitch-black lenses, and ordinary people rubbed their eyes, thinking clouds had stolen the sky. But there were no clouds.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Futurism
Born to Rise: The Cristiano Ronaldo Story
He was not born with silver in his hands—he was born with fire in his heart. Cristiano Ronaldo, one of the greatest footballers in history, came from humble beginnings. His story is not just about football. It’s about hard work, pain, and an unstoppable desire to be the best. He showed the world that even if you have nothing, you can become everything—if you believe in yourself and never give up.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Humans
"The Man Who Dreamed in Mars Red"
The first time he cried in a rocket was the one time no one was watching. The cameras had turned away. The celebration was over. And Elon Musk sat alone in the control room, staring at the telemetry screen like it was the heartbeat of a child he almost lost.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Motivation
“When Silence Speaks”
The first time I heard silence, it was deafening. Not the kind of silence that follows noise—like the hush after thunder or the pause between a conversation—but the silence that wraps itself around you like a cold shadow, pressing against your skin until your breath hitches.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Fiction
