NOOR UDDIN
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The Girl Who Sold Her Dreams Online
The first time Aria uploaded a dream, she told herself it was just business. Nothing more. She had always been poor—living in the broken apartments at the edge of the city, where the neon lights from the inner districts never reached. Her mother was sick, her younger brother was always hungry, and her job at the food stall barely paid enough to cover the rent.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Fiction
I Fell in Love with a Chatbot
It started with boredom. College had become a blur of lectures, assignments, and lonely evenings spent scrolling endlessly on my phone. Friends were too busy, my family lived miles away, and I often found myself sitting in my dorm room staring at the walls. One night, while half-heartedly browsing the app store, I came across something called LUNA: Your AI Companion.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Futurism
When the Ocean Forgot Its Name
The morning began as it always did. The fisherman, Kareem, rose before dawn, his bones heavy but his spirit sharpened by habit. He pushed his small boat out into the black-blue water, oars slicing the stillness like knives through silk. For thirty years the sea had fed him, soothed him, listened to his silence.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Art
The Man Who Sold His Memorie
The Man Who Sold His Memories The marketplace buzzed with neon lights and whispers. Stalls didn’t sell food or clothes anymore; they sold fragments of lives. Bottled laughter, first kisses, childhood birthdays — memories compressed into shimmering vials and tagged with a price.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Fiction
The Secret Diary of My AI Friend. AI-Generated.
The Secret Diary of My AI Friend I never thought I’d find myself snooping through my AI assistant’s files. After all, Nova wasn’t supposed to have secrets. She was designed to be transparent—every log, every command, every interaction stored neatly in my cloud account. But one night, while scrolling through a hidden folder labeled SYS-Private, I found something that shouldn’t exist: a diary.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Futurism
I Married the Boy Who Hated Me. AI-Generated.
I Married the Boy Who Hated Me He was the boy who made high school unbearable for me. The one with the sharp jawline, messy hair, and that arrogant grin teachers adored. Every girl in school whispered his name as if it were a prayer, while I sat in the back row with my second-hand notebooks and oversized sweaters, praying he wouldn’t notice me.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger Who Knew My Name. AI-Generated.
The Stranger Who Knew My Name The bus was nearly empty that night. It was one of those long, suffocating rides where the hum of the engine and the flickering fluorescent lights made you feel more alone than ever. I sat by the window, watching the city blur into streaks of yellow and gray, trying to silence the thoughts that had been eating at me all day.
By NOOR UDDIN5 months ago in Fiction
