Waleed Khan
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Nature lover, student, story creator, Mimi poet etc.
Stories (9)
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In the blink of decade
It was a cold morning in January when Rajesh Sharma sat in his car at a red light, staring blankly at the blur of people rushing across the crosswalk. He adjusted the Bluetooth headset in his ear and checked his watch. Late for the 9 a.m. meeting. Again.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Men
The Last Mile
On the outskirts of a small village nestled between rugged hills and sprawling farmland, lived a young man named Kian. He was a quiet soul with a loud dream: to become a long-distance runner known across the nation. While others laughed or dismissed his ambition, Kian never wavered. Every morning before the sun rose and every evening after the fields were tended, he ran—mile after mile—on rocky roads and uneven trails.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Motivation
The Lantern of Whispers
The Lantern of Whispers No one stayed out after dusk in Hollowmere. The moment the sun slipped behind the ash trees, doors slammed, shutters locked, and candles were snuffed in unison. Only one light remained: the Lantern of Whispers, glowing faintly atop a rusted iron pole in the center of town.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Fiction
🦖 Echoes of the Lost Roar
In the year 2087, Earth was no longer the planet humanity once knew. Cities floated in the sky, deserts bloomed with genetically modified flora, and technology touched every grain of sand. Yet, beneath the shimmering progress, something ancient stirred.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Earth
The Clockmaker's Paradox
Chapter One: The Silence of Verin Hollow Verin Hollow had no working clocks. Not because they were broken — no, every gear and spring was finely tuned — but because the moment a clock was set and wound in Verin Hollow, it simply… stopped. Not immediately. Not dramatically. It would tick, sometimes for hours, days even, and then—nothing. Silence.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Fiction
Beneath the Iron Sky
The sky above Sector-9 was always the color of old iron, smeared with the exhaust of a thousand factories that never slept. Every day began and ended in the same dull gray, where the sun was more myth than memory. But in a small corner of this choked city, in a crumbling apartment stacked like broken bricks, lived a girl named Lina Mirek, and she was trying—just trying—to survive.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Fiction
Beyond the Factory Walls: The Story of Farida Khan. AI-Generated.
Start writing...In the heart of Manchester, down a quiet residential street lined with aging brick flats, halal butchers, and corner shops selling Pakistani spices and fresh naan, lived Farida Khan—a woman whose strength was rarely spoken about, yet deeply felt by everyone who crossed her path. Her story wasn’t one of viral headlines or public speeches. It was woven into the fabric of everyday life, stitched silently into school uniforms, prayer mats, and the dreams of three young children who called her Ammi.
By Waleed Khan 6 months ago in Motivation
