Zakriashah
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The First impression
The First Impression In a bustling city filled with the sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians, there lived a young woman named Clara. She was an aspiring artist, known for her vibrant paintings that captured the essence of life. Despite her talent, Clara struggled with self-doubt, especially when it came to meeting new people. She often worried about how others perceived her and whether they would appreciate her art.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Chapters
Different Paths,One Distination
The old lighthouse keeper, Silas, always said the sea held all the stories. He'd seen them too, etched onto the faces of sailors, whispered in the howling wind, and painted in the vibrant sunsets that bled into the endless horizon. I, too, had come to believe this, especially as I stood on the cliff, watching the two figures make their way towards the town.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Blush
A Tail Of Two Friends
In the heart of the Amazon, where emerald canopies kissed the sky and the air thrummed with the symphony of the wild, lived a lion named Leo. Unlike the other lions of his pride, who reveled in the thrill of the hunt and the roar of dominance, Leo possessed a gentler spirit. His gaze was drawn to the kaleidoscope of life that surrounded him, the myriad creatures each with their own unique stories.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in History
The Value of Time
Once upon a time, in a kingdom nestled between rolling hills and a shimmering sea, lived a young man named Elias. Elias was known throughout the land for his boundless energy and his dreams as vast as the sky. He yearned to be a great inventor, to create wonders that would change the world. But, alas, Elias had a flaw: he squandered his time.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Motivation
Mother and Son Love
Once upon a time in a quaint village surrounded by lush green hills and vibrant flowers, there lived a young boy named Alex and his mother, Sarah. Their home was a small, charming cottage with a white picket fence, where the scent of blooming roses filled the air. From the day Alex was born, Sarah dedicated her life to nurturing him, creating a world filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in History
My Sad Interview With Michelle Liew
Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Singapore, I had the opportunity to interview the renowned artist Michelle Liew. I had admired her work for years, captivated by her ability to blend traditional techniques with modern themes. However, what was meant to be a thrilling experience turned out to be one of the most challenging moments of my life.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Interview
Queen and prince love
Queen and prince love By[zakria shah] In the kingdom of Eldoria, where the sun dripped gold onto emerald fields and the moon painted the nights with silver, there lived a queen named Lyra. Her reign was one of peace and prosperity, her wisdom as vast as the starlit sky. Yet, beneath the crown, Lyra harbored a secret longing, a yearning for a love that mirrored the epic tales sung by the bards.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Chapters
The Day Confidence Didn't Show Up
By [zakria shah] *** The alarm blared, a shrill command to rise and face the day. But today, the command felt more like a threat. It was the day of the presentation, the culmination of weeks of research, late nights, and copious amounts of coffee. And for the first time in a long time, Confidence had gone AWOL.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Chapters
Mastering self control The Art of saying to Yourself
Self-control is the ability to manage your impulses, emotions, and behaviors to achieve your goals. It's about making conscious choices that align with your long-term objectives, even when faced with immediate temptations or challenges.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Art
God bless USA
The old diner, "Rosie's," sat on a quiet corner in a town that time seemed to have forgotten. Inside, the scent of brewing coffee mingled with the sizzle of bacon, a symphony of simple pleasures. It was a place where stories unfolded with every sunrise, where the clinking of mugs and the murmur of conversations formed the soundtrack of daily life. The walls were adorned with faded photographs, each a snapshot of the town's history, its people, and their shared experiences.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in History
The Man Who Lives on Floor 13
The Man who lives on floor 13 By zakriashah. Once upon a time, in a bustling city filled with towering skyscrapers, there stood an old apartment building known as the Eldridge Towers. It was a grand structure, yet it had an air of mystery surrounding it. The building had fourteen floors, but oddly enough, there was no thirteenth floor listed in the elevator or on the building directory. Most residents brushed it off as a superstition, believing that the number thirteen brought bad luck. there were whispers among the tenants about a man who lived on that elusive floor, a man whose presence was felt but rarely seen.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Fiction
If My Silence Could Speak
If My Silence Could Speak By:zakria shah The old house stood on a hill overlooking the town, its silhouette a stark outline against the twilight sky. It had been in my family for generations, each stone, each beam whispering stories of lives lived, loves lost, and secrets buried deep within its walls. Now, it was mine, and within its silent embrace, I sought refuge from a world that had become too loud, too demanding.
By Zakriashah6 months ago in Poets
