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From Rock Bottom to Rising Strong: My Journey to Self-Belief
There are moments in life when everything seems to fall apart. You find yourself staring at the shattered pieces of your existence, wondering how you even got there. That moment, for me, was my rock bottom. It wasn’t a single event, but a culmination of emotional setbacks, personal failures, and the suffocating weight of self-doubt. I didn’t just lose control—I lost myself. But what followed that low point became the most transformative chapter of my life: the journey to reclaiming my self-belief.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Motivation
The Silence Between Us: A Story of Love, Loss, and Letting Go
Silence can be comforting, terrifying, or even louder than words. Between two people who once loved each other deeply, silence can say everything that words fail to. It lingers in the spaces once filled with laughter, arguments, whispers, and dreams. “The Silence Between Us” is not just the absence of sound—it's the story of a relationship that once thrived, slowly unraveling in the quiet.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Humans
The Clock That Ticked Backwards: A Short Tale of Time and Regret
In the quiet corner of an old attic, hidden beneath dusty boxes and forgotten keepsakes, sat a clock unlike any other. It wasn’t ornate or grand. In fact, it was plain—wooden, square-faced, with faded Roman numerals. But it held a secret far more valuable than gold. This was the clock that ticked backwards.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Fiction
Again, for the First Time
There are moments in life when we find ourselves standing at the edge of something old yet unfamiliar—something once familiar that now feels brand new. A relationship rekindled. A dream revisited. A place returned to with different eyes and a changed heart. These are not just second chances—they are transformations. They invite us to experience something again, but as if it were for the first time.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Humans
A Poem at the Edge of Day
There is a moment each day that most of us overlook—a fragile, fleeting passage suspended between darkness and light. It’s neither yesterday nor fully today. It’s not a beginning, nor an ending, but something far more sacred: a quiet in-between. This moment is the essence of “A Poem at the Edge of Day”, a poetic exploration that captures the hushed heartbeat of time itself.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Poets
"A Name on an Empty Chair"
Every morning at 7:45, before the school bell rang, the staffroom buzzed with the usual clinks of teacups, the rustle of lesson plans, and soft chatter of weary teachers preparing for the day. But there was always one chair that remained untouched—a plain wooden chair with a faded red cushion, tucked neatly in the corner, beside the coat rack.
By Wasif islam6 months ago in Humans
Ripples of Gold
In a world often overwhelmed by the grand and the loud, we sometimes forget the quiet power of a single moment, a kind gesture, or a small decision. “Ripples of Gold” isn’t just a poetic phrase—it’s a symbol of how seemingly insignificant actions can create waves of transformation in the lives of others and in our own. Like a pebble tossed into a calm lake, every thoughtful word and generous act has the potential to reach far beyond its point of origin, spreading light in ways we may never see.
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Motivation
Where Light Learns to Swim
There is a place beyond the reach of maps and compasses—a place not marked by coordinates or names, but by feeling and imagination. It’s a place where the sun doesn’t just shine; it surrenders. Where light, instead of staying safely on the surface, learns to swim—plunging into depths unknown, embracing uncertainty, and finding beauty in the dance between illumination and shadow.
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Motivation
When Morning Touches the Sea
The mornings were different here. Back in the city, mornings meant chaos—car horns, clattering shoes, hurried coffee, and inboxes that never emptied. But here, in the tiny coastal town of Miramar, mornings whispered instead of shouted. They tiptoed in slowly, painting the sky in soft pastels, brushing light across the ocean’s restless surface. And every morning, Isla was there to greet them.
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Fiction
The Mask We Wear, The Game We Play
In the grand theatre of life, we are all performers. Each day, we step onto the stage of society donning invisible masks — crafted not of plastic or porcelain, but of expectations, fear, survival, and sometimes ambition. These masks help us blend in, protect ourselves, or achieve what we believe is required of us. Alongside these masks, we play roles in a game far older than we are — a game of fitting in, pleasing others, chasing validation, and avoiding judgment. But what happens when the mask becomes more real than the face beneath it? And when the game becomes life itself?
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Motivation
Disciplined, Smarter, and Willing to Embrace the Uncomfortable
In a world constantly chasing convenience, comfort, and shortcuts, the real winners are quietly mastering a different path—one that isn’t always pleasant, but is powerfully transformative. What separates those who grow steadily in mind, ability, and purpose from those who remain stagnant isn’t raw talent or good luck. It’s a combination of discipline, intellectual growth, and the willingness to do hard, even boring, things.
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Motivation
The Roar and the Tusk: A Tale of Pride and Power
When Strength Meets Strategy in the Heart of the Savannah In the vast, sunburned plains of the African savannah, where golden grass danced under an endless sky, two creatures stood above the rest—not just in size, but in legend. One was Leo, a fierce young lion whose roar echoed across the plains. The other was Tambo, a wise old elephant whose footsteps had shaped paths older than memory.
By Wasif islam7 months ago in Fiction
