Mukhles hassan
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The Forgotten Fragrance
Short Description (Preview Text): The story of Ahmed and Ayesha is trapped between time, tragedy, and forgotten memories. Even when everything fades away, some fragrances continue to live in the heart forever. This tale is a gentle yet profound reflection on love, memory, and the strange play of fate.
By Mukhles hassan 6 months ago in Fiction
She Who Forgot Me
🪧 Intro Box: > They were soulmates — Rayhaan and Noor — until an accident erased her past. Years passed, but a small blue pendant carried the memory of a love too deep to be forgotten. When fate brought them face to face again, only one question remained:
By Mukhles hassan 7 months ago in Fiction
The Letter That Saved Me
🌌 Intro: Some stories don’t begin with love — they begin with loss. This is a true story of how a letter, written years ago and buried in a drawer, helped a young woman rebuild her life after the sudden death of her mother. It’s a journey through grief, silence, memory, and finally — peace.
By Mukhles hassan 7 months ago in Families
The Silent King of Smiles
In 1889, in a poor district of London, a boy named Charles Spencer Chaplin was born into a life filled more with hardship than joy. His father was an alcoholic and passed away early. His mother suffered from mental illness and was admitted to an asylum. Young Charlie and his brother were sent to orphanages and charity homes, where hunger, strict rules, and sadness became their daily reality.
By Mukhles hassan 7 months ago in Motivation
From Darkness to Light
There are moments in life when everything seems to collapse — when you feel like the world has turned its back on you, and even the mirror no longer reflects someone you recognize. This is a story about one such journey — a fall into darkness, and the courageous rise back into light. A journey from despair to rediscovery, from being lost to becoming the reason someone else finds hope.
By Mukhles hassan 7 months ago in Motivation
The Mirror That Remembers
The Mirror That Remembers By (Mukhles hassan) The mirror was unlike any other Arman had ever seen. It was tall, arched at the top, wrapped in a dull golden frame with vines carved around its edges. He found it tucked away in the attic of his late grandfather’s old cottage, covered under a heavy sheet, almost as if it were asleep — waiting.
By Mukhles hassan 7 months ago in Fiction
