Salman khan
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Hello This is Salman Khan * " Writer of Words That Matter"
Bringing stories to life—one emotion, one idea, one truth at a time. Whether it's fiction, personal journeys.
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The Invisible Ladder: How Connections Lift Us Higher
I used to think networking was just a fancy word for schmoozing. You know the image — people in crisp suits, wine glasses in hand, exchanging business cards with robotic smiles and half-hearted compliments. That scene never appealed to me. I was the quiet one, the hard worker in the back who believed that if I just kept my head down and did good work, success would find me.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
Sunlight Through the Storm
I wasn’t always a positive thinker. If you had met me ten years ago, you probably would’ve described me as a realist—or, to be honest, a bit of a pessimist. I wasn’t bitter, just… practical. I didn’t believe in sugarcoating life. Bills had to be paid, people disappointed you, things went wrong. That was just how life worked.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
The Board That Changed My Life
I remember the day I made my first vision board like it was yesterday. It was a rainy Sunday afternoon, and I was sitting on the floor of my tiny apartment, surrounded by magazines, a glue stick, a pair of dull scissors, and a piece of poster board that I’d bought from the dollar store. I had just gone through a difficult breakup, I hated my job, and I felt like I was drifting through life with no real purpose. Everything around me seemed like it was stuck on repeat—wake up, commute, smile through the day, come home exhausted, sleep, repeat.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
The Seeds We Choose to Water
never used to believe that people could change. Not really. I thought we were born with a certain level of talent, intelligence, or luck—and that was that. Some people were just naturally good at math. Others had charisma that made them shine in interviews. And then there were the rest of us. Average. Maybe even less than that.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
Goal-Setting Strategies for Achieving Success
remember the exact moment it all changed. It was a rainy Wednesday morning—gray skies, coffee gone cold, and my to-do list untouched. I had just missed another work deadline, forgotten a friend’s birthday, and was spiraling in that all-too-familiar loop of “I’ll do better tomorrow.”
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
The Clock and the Compass
I used to be the queen of to-do lists. Sticky notes on the fridge, digital planners on my phone, scraps of paper in my purse—everywhere I looked, there were reminders of what I needed to do. Yet somehow, days would pass, and I’d feel like I’d achieved… nothing.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
Falling Forward
I used to think failure was the worst thing that could happen. Maybe that sounds dramatic, but for most of my life, I measured success by how little I messed up. I avoided risks, made safe choices, and always had a backup plan. I believed that if I could stay ahead of failure, I’d be okay. But then I failed—big time—and everything I thought I knew about success, failure, and who I was came crashing down.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
The Last Light on Maple Street
I still remember the way the rain tapped against the windows the night Mrs. Ellison came to our door. It was the kind of rain that seemed to soak not just your coat, but your spirit too. I was ten years old, curled up on the couch with my knees tucked under my chin, waiting for my mom to get home from the late shift.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Humans
Distance Yourself
I used to think closeness was everything. I clung to friendships long past their expiration dates, replied to texts that drained me, and laughed at jokes that chipped away at who I was becoming. I told myself it was kindness. Loyalty. Strength. But the truth? I was afraid.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Motivation
You Are Responsible
I remember the moment it hit me. I was sitting on the edge of my bed, phone face down beside me, heart thudding in my chest like it was trying to escape. I had just ended yet another argument with my sister. Words had been said—sharp, careless words I couldn’t take back. She had hung up with a cracked voice, and I just stared at the ceiling, angry at her, the world, and everything in between.
By Salman khan6 months ago in Humans
