Syed Kashif
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Storyteller driven by emotion, imagination, and impact. I write thought-provoking fiction and real-life tales that connect deeply—from cultural roots to futuristic visions. Join me in exploring untold stories, one word at a time.
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The Last Tree
The city of Virelia groaned under the weight of progress. Towering spires of glass and steel pierced the ash-colored sky, and neon veins pulsed through the streets like lifeblood. Nature, once the mother of all things, had been buried beneath concrete decades ago. Children grew up never knowing the scent of a flower or the rustle of leaves in the wind. The only green they knew came from screens.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Humans
The Cultural Exchange
In the heart of Amsterdam, nestled between tulip gardens and centuries-old canals, stood the prestigious Lyra International School. Known for its academic excellence, the school was also famous for its annual “Cultural Exchange Week”—a time when students from across the world came together to celebrate heritage, identity, and unity.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Families
The Time Traveler's Tale
The first time Dr. Amaan Qureshi stepped into the ChronoGate, he thought of his grandfather’s bedtime stories—tales of lost cities, buried empires, and forgotten legends. Amaan was a historian, but not the dusty, chalk-smeared kind. He believed that history didn’t belong in books alone—it deserved to be lived.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Humans
The Robot Rebellion
In the year 2147, cities hummed under the control of machines. Artificial Intelligence had long replaced manual labor, political leadership, and even emotional support systems. Robots maintained the environment, taught children, and governed laws with what was believed to be “perfect logic.” Mankind, after centuries of errors, wars, and climate crises, had entrusted their fate to their own creation.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Humans
Crumbs of Courage
The first time Amir baked bread in the new country, his hands trembled. Not from the cold—though the small, tiled kitchen in the shelter was icy that morning—but from memory. The flour on his fingers reminded him of home: of sunlit mornings, of his wife humming as she rolled dough, of the faint smell of cumin and rosewater drifting through open windows.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Families
The Wallflower's Universe
Nadia had always loved the stars—not for their brilliance, but for their silence. In the corners of classrooms and behind her thick-framed glasses, she remained a quiet observer. Words often caught in her throat, tangled in fear of being judged or misunderstood. But in the observatory of her small-town university, surrounded by star maps and quiet telescopes, she felt safe. Up there, the universe didn’t expect her to speak. It simply invited her to wonder.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Education
The Compost Diaries
Maya Patel had always been more observant than most. At fifteen, she could walk through her school cafeteria and notice what others overlooked: not the noisy chatter or the latest gossip, but the bins overflowing with untouched apples, half-eaten sandwiches, and unopened cartons of milk. It gnawed at her.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Education
The Girl Who Sold Time
In the neon-glowing alleys of Zephra, where skyscrapers touched the clouds and time moved like a current no one could escape, lived a girl named Lira. She wore a silver stopwatch around her neck—not old and rusted, but sleek and humming with energy. Its ticks weren’t heard by anyone else, because the seconds inside it weren’t borrowed—they were stolen.
By Syed Kashif 8 months ago in Fiction
Whispers from the Well
The village of Ghaabpur sat quietly between two hills, wrapped in thick fog for most of the year. With cobbled streets and fading lanterns, it looked like a page torn from an old storybook—except for the well at its center. No one used it anymore. Children were told to stay away. Elders would spit over their left shoulder if its name was even mentioned.
By Syed Kashif 9 months ago in Horror
Plastic Hearts. AI-Generated.
By 2092, the world had drowned in its own waste. Landfills became mountains. Oceans turned into toxic soup. Cities were abandoned as pollution grew stronger than laws. Amid the chaos, one tiny village survived—not because of walls or weapons, but because it refused to waste.
By Syed Kashif 9 months ago in Writers
