Muhammad Saqib
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Don't believe anyone, accept Allah and yourself.
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Mother Hands Never Rested
My name is Saira, and this is the story of the strongest woman I’ve ever known—my mother. We lived in a narrow, cracked-walled house on the edge of a small town in Pakistan. Our home had two rooms, one fan, and a roof that leaked during monsoon season. But it had something no palace could offer: the boundless love and strength of a mother who refused to break.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
"The Last Light: A Story of Belief"
In the quiet village of Mirrowen, nestled between timeless mountains and forests that whispered secrets, there lived a young girl named Elira. Her eyes carried the golden hue of the dawn, though she was born during the darkest winter the village had seen in a century.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Education
Chasing Everything, Catching Nothing
Chapter 1: Racing the Treadmill of Life Marina blinked at her phone as it pinged again—another group chat conversation about weekend plans, another email from her boss, another fitness tracker nudging her to take more steps. Lunch break, 11:37 a.m., a quiet corner at work. She scrolled one-handed through a sea of updates:
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
How to Keep Up
It began on a Monday morning—the kind that doesn’t knock, just barges in. Eli stared at their phone. Eleven notifications from work, four texts from friends asking about the weekend, a calendar full of meetings, and a fitness app chirping: “You’re behind on your step goal!”
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
The Day I Quit My Job to Build My Own Business
It was a Tuesday. Not the beginning of the week, not the weekend rush—just a regular, uninspiring Tuesday. I was staring at my screen, fingers hovering over the keyboard, pretending to look busy while inside, I was screaming. My corporate job paid well, offered benefits, and had no major red flags. But I was suffocating. Every day felt like I was living the same 9-hour loop. Wake. Commute. Pretend. Eat lunch in silence. Pretend again. Commute. Sleep. Repeat.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
"Tears of the Valley"
The rain had begun on a quiet Wednesday night in Bahrain, a peaceful village in Swat, Khyber Pakhtunkhwa Pakistan. At first, it felt like a blessing—cool winds, gentle drizzles, and the distant murmur of the Swat River flowing stronger. But by Friday, it became clear: this was not a normal monsoon.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in History
The Power of Teamwork
In the quiet town of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and wide fields, life moved slowly, and everyone knew one another. The people were kind, the air was clean, and the community lived in harmony—except when it came to one thing: the annual Willowbrook Challenge.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
The Sunset Farmer
Eli Martin had farmed the same stretch of land for over fifty years. His boots knew every furrow in the field, his hands bore the memory of every seed planted, and his eyes had measured the seasons not by calendar days but by the ripening of wheat and the flight of migrating birds.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Earth
Back When the World Was Slower
I once burned a bridge I didn’t think I’d ever want to cross again. Her name was Alina. My best friend from childhood, the kind of person you believed would walk beside you for life. We met in third grade, bonded over a shared love of astronomy and blueberry muffins. As the years passed, we became inseparable—laughing through school corridors, whispering secrets on rooftops, dreaming of far-off futures.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in History
A Story of Forgiveness and Growth
I hadn’t spoken to my father in seven years. The silence between us had become its own language—a language of pain, pride, and unspoken hurt. To others, we looked like strangers. But beneath that distance was a deep bond that had cracked and splintered long ago.
By Muhammad Saqib7 months ago in Motivation
