Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan
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The Light Inside Lucas
Lucas was a quiet boy in a loud world. At twelve years old, he had already learned how to become invisible—not by magic or by hiding under tables, but by shrinking his presence so no one would notice. He sat in the back of classrooms, avoided the center of photographs, and never raised his hand unless he was absolutely sure. And even then, only halfway.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Blush
The Jinn and the Chiragh
In the heart of the old bazaar of Lahore, beneath layers of dust and forgotten time, there stood a tiny, crooked antique shop called "Noor’s Curiosities." It was the kind of place most people walked past without a second glance. But on one rainy afternoon, Ayan, a restless seventeen-year-old with dreams too big for his pocket, stepped inside to escape the storm.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Motivation
The Years That Slipped
always thought I had time. In my twenties, life felt like a wide-open road with no speed limit. I was convinced that I was just “figuring things out.” That every late morning, missed deadline, and half-finished dream was part of some invisible blueprint leading to something bigger.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Education
The Zombie Girl
The world ended not with a bang, but with a cough. It started like any other illness. Headaches, fevers, fatigue. People brushed it off as another seasonal bug—until the second wave hit. Hospitals overflowed. Streets emptied. Then came the footage: grainy, shaky videos of pale people rising from their deathbeds, their eyes vacant, jaws unhinged, tearing through anything that moved.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Lifehack
The Beautiful Girl and the Owl
In a quiet village surrounded by ancient woods and silver rivers, lived a girl named Elara. She was known for her kindness, her laughter that rang like wind chimes, and her beauty that seemed to glow softly from within. But what made Elara truly special wasn’t how she looked—it was how she saw. While others hurried past wildflowers and night skies, Elara paused to listen to the wind, to admire the dance of shadows, to notice the small magic in everyday life.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Earth
The Light Inside Lucas
Lucas was a quiet boy in a loud world. At twelve years old, he had already learned how to become invisible—not by magic or by hiding under tables, but by shrinking his presence so no one would notice. He sat in the back of classrooms, avoided the center of photographs, and never raised his hand unless he was absolutely sure. And even then, only halfway.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan5 months ago in Humans
