Childhood
The River Took Her Silence
Shazia sat on the wooden bench outside her small brick house, staring blankly into the golden horizon. Her neighbors whispered, birds flew overhead, and the village life went on—but her world had ended the day her daughter disappeared.
By Atif jamal 7 months ago in Confessions
I Cheated on a Test and Became the Teacher’s Favorite
I never thought one mistake would lead to admiration. When I cheated on a test in high school, I expected guilt, maybe shame, and definitely the risk of being caught. What I didn’t expect was to be praised, encouraged, and eventually seen as the teacher’s favorite. It sounds like something out of a fictional confession blog, but this is a true student cheating story—one I still think about today with a mix of discomfort, irony, and self-discovery.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
My Double Life as a Perfect Student and a Chronic Procrastinator
By all outward appearances, I was the perfect student. My grades sparkled, my teachers smiled approvingly, and my classmates often turned to me for help. I carried color-coded binders, aced presentations, and handed in assignments on time. To the outside world, I looked like the kind of student who had everything figured out. But no one saw the chaos behind the curtain. Beneath the surface, I was locked in a constant battle with procrastination—delaying tasks until the last possible moment, then scrambling frantically in a storm of caffeine, panic, and late-night regrets. I lived a double life: one as the model student, the other as a master of procrastination.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
How Social Media Is Quietly Changing Who We Are
It was all fun when we first joined Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter. We felt a little more connected to the world because we were able to communicate with friends who lived far away, share photos, and write about our feelings. However, gradually, something began to alter. We used more than just social media — We began to change as a result. It started to shape how we see ourselves, how we talk, and how we feel slowly and quietly. It began to quietly rewrite our identity.
By kaykobad7 months ago in Confessions
Curry and Comfort
Some people say comfort comes from a warm blanket or a kind word. For me, comfort has always come from curry. Not just the dish itself, but the sound of spices hitting hot oil, the scent that fills every room, and the love that lingers in each bite. Curry is my connection to home, to my childhood, to my family. It's more than food—it's a feeling.
By aadam khan7 months ago in Confessions
When You Outgrow Your Coping Mechanisms
At some point in your healing, you look around and realize you’re not in survival mode anymore. The alarms have stopped ringing. The ground beneath you is steadier. The chaos has quieted—but you’re still flinching. You’re still over-explaining. You’re still waiting for the other shoe to drop.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Confessions
