Zohaib Khan
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Every Mirror in This House Lies Differently
The first time I noticed something wrong with the mirrors was the day after my mother’s funeral. I was brushing my teeth in the upstairs bathroom, the one she always kept too clean, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her. Not her ghost or some shadowy presence — no, it was her, alive and vibrant, humming some old song while brushing her hair, just like she did every night.
By Zohaib Khan7 months ago in BookClub
The Man Who Collected Silence
No one ever noticed Mr. Yusuf. Every morning, he left his quiet apartment on the top floor of an aging brick building in the heart of the city, a city that never stopped humming. With a wool coat too big for his shoulders and a little leather notebook always in his hands, he drifted through the crowd like smoke—seen by many, remembered by none.
By Zohaib Khan7 months ago in BookClub
The Last Bookstore on Earth
They stopped printing books before I turned twenty-five. Not officially, of course. But you could feel it happening. Libraries turned into “digital immersion centers.” Bookstores became yoga studios or coffee labs. I remember walking into one with my niece once, trying to show her what a “bookstore” used to look like. She thought I meant the Kindle section at Target.
By Zohaib Khan7 months ago in BookClub
The Echo Chamber
When Maya clicked play, the voice in her earbuds didn’t sound robotic. It was smooth, warm, almost familiar — like an old friend who knew when to pause for effect, when to whisper, when to choke back tears. The story began as most of them did: a lonely girl, a long walk home, a shadow behind her.
By Zohaib Khan7 months ago in Education
Are You in Control—or Is Your Tech Controlling You?
It’s 7:00 AM. Your alarm goes off gently. Without lifting a finger, your coffee machine starts brewing. The blinds slide open just enough to let the sunlight ease in. As you walk into the bathroom, your mirror flashes the day’s weather, traffic updates, and your morning meetings.
By Zohaib Khan7 months ago in Education
