Muneer qinaat
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The Sculpture of Silence
The Sculpture of Silence A story not seen, but felt with the soul I don’t know how others describe beauty, but for me, beauty has no color, no shape — only feeling. My name is Usman, and I have never seen the sky. I have never watched the sun rise, nor the stars shine. I am blind. But I don’t say this with sadness. No — I say it with understanding. For what I have learned to see, most people never do.
By Muneer qinaat9 months ago in Motivation
The Doorway of Dreams . AI-Generated.
In a forgotten corner of the mountains, where stars hung low and winds carried the scent of pine and memory, there lived a boy named Zahid. His life was quiet. Days passed in rhythm with the land—he fetched water from the spring, gathered wood, helped his mother bake bread, and listened to his grandfather’s tales under the night sky. But while his days were woven from earth and duty, his nights belonged to dreams.
By Muneer qinaat9 months ago in Fiction
