Mukhtiar Ahmad
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When Tiger Met Lion at Lake
The Pact by the Lake The sun filtered gently through the towering trees, painting the forest in hues of gold and green. The air was thick with the scent of moss and blooming wildflowers, and somewhere nearby, a stream trickled its way into a still, glistening lake. At the water’s edge, two magnificent beasts crouched in silence— a Bengal tiger and an African lion.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
Whispers Beneath the Mango Trees
The First Light of Mango Grove In the gentle warmth of dawn, the first light of the sun crept across the horizon, spilling gold over the lush, dew-drenched fields. The scent of mango blossoms floated on the morning breeze, soft and sweet, stirring the peaceful landscape awake. It was the time when even the birds hesitated to chirp, reverent of the stillness that hovered over the land like a sacred prayer.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
Camel and Lion Learn Peace
Once upon a time in a vast golden desert, where the sun painted the sand in shimmering waves, there lived a proud lion named Zor. Zor was known as the king of the grasslands, but as drought spread across his home, he wandered deep into the desert in search of water and food.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
Whispers from the Wild Garden
Whispers of the Wild Garden It was the first warm day of spring when Nora and Leo stumbled upon the hidden path. The siblings, no more than six and seven years old, had been wandering the edge of the forest near their grandmother's cottage, baskets in hand, chasing butterflies and collecting early blooms. That’s when Leo spotted a narrow, winding trail snaking between tall brambles and low-hanging branches. With the kind of wordless agreement only siblings share, they stepped onto it, curiosity sparkling in their eyes.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Families
Whispers of Sunset: Horse and Sheep
“The Promise of the Valley” Nestled deep in the folds of a forgotten valley, where the golden light of the setting sun kissed the river’s winding curves, lived two unlikely companions—a sturdy chestnut horse named Bramble and a curious black sheep named Thistle.
By Mukhtiar Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
