Sarwar Zeb
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I am a professional Writer and Photographer
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New York Dreams
New York Dreams A Story of Hope, Grit, and the City That Never Sleeps It was still dark when Ava stepped off the bus at Port Authority. The air was thick with the scent of asphalt, pretzels, and a million ambitions colliding all at once. She gripped her worn leather bag and looked up at the towering skyline. **New York City**. She had finally made it.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Motivation
Life in Paradise
Life in Paradise The soft rustle of palm leaves was the first thing Emma heard when she opened her eyes. The sunlight filtered through wooden shutters, casting golden slats across the white sheets of the beachfront bungalow. Somewhere nearby, a rooster crowed, and waves lapped gently against the shore. For the first time in years, she felt no urgency no emails to reply to, no meetings to attend, no endless to-do lists that ruled her life.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in History
Why Bird Droppings Are White (Including Crows')
Birds are fascinating creatures, not only because of their ability to fly, but also due to their unique biological systems that differ significantly from mammals. One such curiosity that often catches people’s attention is bird droppings—particularly the stark white color that is commonly seen on cars, rooftops, trees, and sidewalks. Among birds, crows are especially noticeable because they are widespread, intelligent, and often leave behind this white, messy trace. But have you ever wondered why bird droppings, including those of crows, are predominantly white?
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in History
Smart Enough to Fight
Smart Enough to Fight: A Story of Courage, Strategy, and Unbreakable Will It started with a whisper. In the heart of a city that never stopped moving, 17-year-old Aria Vega learned early that intelligence wasn’t a luxury—it was a weapon. Growing up in the Lower East Side, surrounded by crime, abandoned buildings, and silent wars, she understood that being loud didn’t make you powerful. Being smart did.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Horror
Why People Think Differently
Understanding the Diversity of Thought Across Cultures, Experiences, and Personalities In a quiet cafe nestled in the heart of Amsterdam, four strangers sat around a table, sipping coffee. One was a neuroscientist from Japan, the second a philosopher from Greece, the third a schoolteacher from Kenya, and the fourth a software engineer from Brazil. They’d come for an international seminar on Diverse Thinking in the 21st Century, but a casual conversation over espresso soon turned into a vibrant debate on why people think so differently.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Humans
The Noise in My Head
Chapter 1: The Invisible Weight There’s a kind of silence that isn’t quiet—it buzzes with the noise inside your head. For Maya, that silence was deafening. Every morning she stared at the mirror, seeing a version of herself she didn’t recognize anymore.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Fiction
The Last First Kiss
Chapter 1: Strangers Again The airport smelled of jet fuel, coffee, and fresh starts. Claire’s fingers curled tighter around her boarding pass as the announcement for Flight 727 to Paris echoed overhead. She had waited for this trip her whole life—an art scholarship, a new city, and a chance to forget.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Fiction
The last message she never sent
The Last Message She Never Sent Maya stared at the blinking cursor on her phone screen, the words typed but never delivered: *"I still love you. I never stopped."* Her thumb hovered over the send button, but she couldn’t bring herself to press it. Instead, she locked her phone and placed it face-down on the coffee table. Rain tapped gently against the window, echoing the quiet storm in her chest.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Fiction
Where the colors met
The town of Aurelia was a grayscale place. Not metaphorically—literally. Everything in Aurelia, from the cobblestones to the sky, existed in muted shades of gray. The trees had leaves, but they were ash-toned. The roses grew, but bloomed in smoky charcoal. Even the people's clothing and skin seemed touched by some strange filter, washed out and dim.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Fiction
One Rainy Tuesday
Rain painted soft rivers on the windows of the little corner cafe, blurring the world outside into a watercolor of gray and green. Inside, the scent of wet pavement mixed with freshly ground coffee and the faint floral trace of chamomile tea. Mira sat at her usual table by the window, a well-worn copy of a poetry collection open in front of her, though she hadn’t read a line in the last fifteen minutes.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Fiction
A Light in the Attic at Midnight
Title: A Light in the Attic at Midnight Every small town has its legends. In Evermere, the Wilkins House stood at the heart of every whispered tale. Deserted for over three decades, the rotting Victorian mansion on the hill loomed like a corpse among the living. Kids dared each other to get close, teens carved initials into its flaking porch, and the older folks warned everyone to stay away. But the most chilling thing? Every midnight, a light flickered to life in the attic.
By Sarwar Zeb8 months ago in Horror
