Autobiography

Chapter 4: Migration to Madinah (Hijrah)
Migration to Madinah (Hijrah) The situation in Makkah became extremely difficult for Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) and his followers. The Quraysh leaders had failed to stop the spread of Islam through threats, insults, and punishment. Islam continued to grow quietly, but the anger of the Quraysh also increased. Muslims were mocked, beaten, and socially rejected. Some were tied under the hot sun, others were starved, and many lost their families and homes. Life in Makkah was no longer safe for those who believed in one God.
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Chapter 3: Early Persecution in Makkah
Early Persecution in Makkah In the early years after the birth of Islam, Makkah was a city deeply rooted in tradition, power, and pride. The Quraysh tribe controlled trade, religion, and social order. The Ka‘bah stood at the heart of the city, filled with idols that represented not only religious beliefs but also economic power. Pilgrims from across Arabia came to worship these idols, bringing wealth and status to the Quraysh. When Prophet Muhammad ﷺ began preaching the message of one God, it was not seen as just a religious idea—it was viewed as a direct threat to the entire system of Makkah.
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Chapter 2: The Birth of Islam (610 CE)
The Birth of Islam (610 CE) In the year 610 CE, the land of Arabia stood at a turning point in human history. The tribal society described in the previous chapter—marked by injustice, violence, and moral confusion—was about to encounter a message that would transform not only Arabia, but the entire world.
By Wings of Time 20 days ago in Chapters
Chapter 1: Arabia Before Islam (Before 610 CE)
Arabia Before Islam (Before 610 CE) Before the rise of Islam in the early 7th century, the Arabian Peninsula was a land without a unified system of law or governance. Society was organized almost entirely around tribes, and a person’s identity, safety, and honor depended on the strength of their tribal connections. There was no central authority to enforce justice, no common legal code, and no concept of equal rights across tribes. This environment shaped daily life and laid the foundation for the dramatic transformation that Islam would later bring.
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Karachi Chronicles Chapter 19
As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. After three amazing weeks in Karachi we finally packed up and took one last armoured escort back to the airport. Goodbyes always suck, and this case was no different. Chatting to our entourage, as we prepared to leave the hotel complex for the final time, I could only think how this would be my last time here. Trying to drink everything in for one concluding moment, I was emotionally spent from trying to live every minute on this trip of a lifetime to its fullest.
By S. J. Leahy20 days ago in Chapters
The Weight of Unspoken Words
Arthur’s fingers, gnarled with age and the years he’d spent sifting through brittle pages, traced the fresh ink on the heavy cream paper. Eleanor. Just her name. He hadn’t even started the salutation, and already the familiar ache had settled in his chest, right behind his sternum, a dull, persistent throb that had been his constant companion for decades. The lamplight, a pools of anemic yellow, barely pushed back the encroaching shadows in his small study. Outside, the city was a low hum, a distant, living thing he rarely bothered to acknowledge anymore. Inside, it was just him, the scratch of his pen, and the ghost of a choice he’d made a lifetime ago.
By HAADI21 days ago in Chapters
World War 3: Fear, Power, and the Dangerous Language of Our Time
World War 3: Fear, Power, and the Dangerous Language of Our Time The phrase “World War 3” has become one of the most searched and shared terms in recent years. It appears in headlines, political speeches, social media posts, and everyday conversations. Some people treat it as an inevitable future, while others dismiss it as fear-mongering. The truth, however, lies in a more complex and serious space—one that demands caution, context, and responsibility.
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Are We Standing at the Edge of World War Three?
Are We Standing at the Edge of World War Three In recent months, the phrase “World War Three” has returned to public conversations with an unsettling force. It appears in news headlines, political speeches, social media debates, and late-night discussions among ordinary people who feel the weight of uncertainty growing heavier each day. While no official declaration of a global war exists, the fear itself has become real—and fear, history teaches us, is often the first step toward catastrophe.
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Why Fears of a Third World War Are Growing
A World on Edge: Why Fears of a Third World War Are Growing The phrase “World War Three” no longer sounds distant or fictional to many people around the world. It appears in headlines, political speeches, social media debates, and late-night conversations filled with anxiety. While no official declaration of a global war exists, the growing fear itself is worth examining. This story is not a claim that a world war will begin soon, but an exploration of why so many people believe the world is moving dangerously close to one.
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The Glass Heart of the Mountain
Elias carried the weight of the mountain on his shoulders, even when he wasn't tunneling through it. It was in the slump of his shoulders, the ache in his knees, the dust ground into the lines of his face. Ten years, maybe more, since the lung sickness took Clara. Ten years since Maria packed a small bag and left him with only the smell of her lavender soap lingering in the empty house. He hadn’t really mined since, not properly. Just scraped by, fixing fences, hauling lumber, the kind of back-breaking work that didn’t leave room for thinking too much.
By HAADI22 days ago in Chapters
Weight of the White
The world outside Arthur’s kitchen window had bled to nothing but white, a thick, insistent fall that swallowed sound whole. It was past midnight, way past, the kind of hour where even the hum of the fridge felt like a shout. The snow wasn’t falling, not really; it was descending, a slow, deliberate surrender. Each flake, a tiny ghost, settling onto the already heavy drifts that piled against the sill, blurring the sharp edges of the night. He hadn’t turned on any lights, just stood there in the faint, bruised light from the streetlamp across the way, watching it.
By HAADI23 days ago in Chapters
404: Reality not found. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 – The Beginning When this story started, my life looked completely different from what it is now. I had been stuck in an amphetamine cycle for a few years, one I couldn’t escape anymore. Days blurred together—work, nights, loneliness. Everything felt like a smudged picture, and I no longer knew whether I still had any control or if I had lost it long ago.
By Piotr Nowak24 days ago in Chapters