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The Library at the Edge of Dreams
M Mehran No one knew when the library appeared. One morning, the townspeople of Merrinfield woke to find a tall glass building standing at the edge of the river — a place that hadn’t been there the day before. It shimmered faintly, like sunlight caught on water. There was no sign, no doorbell, only a single line etched into the glass:
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Fiction
Shining Through: The Best World Record of 2025
In a year that many expected to be like any other, 2025 surprised the world with something extraordinary — a global movement so powerful, it set a world record no one had ever imagined possible. Not for speed, strength, or technology — but for kindness. It all began in January, when a small school in Finland launched a project called "Kindness Chain". The goal was simple: every student had to perform one act of kindness and then encourage the person they helped to pass it on. The idea quickly spread across social media, catching fire faster than any viral challenge before it. Within weeks, thousands of people in dozens of countries were joining in — planting trees for strangers, helping the elderly with groceries, sending supportive letters to people they’d never met, and donating food and clothes in record amounts. The hashtag #PassItOn2025 trended globally, and for the first time in years, positive news was leading every headline. Then, something unexpected happened. In March, the Global Goodwill Council, a non-profit international watchdog for humanitarian efforts, began documenting the movement. They counted over 700 million confirmed acts of kindness by April — an all-time world record. But more than the numbers, what shocked everyone was how the movement had spread to places once divided by conflict, politics, or pain. In a small town in Syria, children from formerly opposing groups planted olive trees together. In Brazil, a youth group cleaned up entire neighborhoods, then taught digital skills to elderly locals. In India, a community pooled resources to build homes for displaced families. Across oceans and borders, kindness became the world’s most powerful common language. By June, schools, companies, hospitals, and even governments began organizing large-scale "positivity days." Businesses gave employees paid time to volunteer. Hospitals saw patient recovery improve when kindness programs were introduced. Some cities reported a measurable drop in crime rates, linking it to the growing culture of empathy and community care. Perhaps the most emotional moment came on World Kindness Day, November 13th. Coordinated across 193 countries, over 1 billion people participated in the largest synchronized human chain ever recorded — physically and digitally. People joined hands in real life or shared live selfies online with heartfelt messages of unity. From the snowy mountains of Canada to the deserts of Africa, the image of humanity, hand-in-hand, circled the Earth. The Guinness World Records confirmed it as the largest collective human event in history. News outlets dubbed it “The Year the World Remembered Its Heart.” The story of 2025 became more than a trend — it became a testimony to the strength of compassion. The United Nations honored the movement with a new global observance: The International Day of Kindness and Unity, to be celebrated every year on the third Saturday of November. The event would serve as a reminder that the greatest changes don’t always come from big inventions or political breakthroughs — sometimes, they start with small, selfless acts. And while the official record was noted, most people involved didn’t care about the numbers. What stayed with them were the connections they formed, the smiles they saw, and the healing they felt — both in others and in themselves. As the sun set on 2025, one truth remained clear: in a world often overwhelmed by noise and division, the quiet power of kindness had shone through, louder and brighter than anyone ever expected. It wasn’t just a record. It was a revolution — of hope, unity, and the simple belief that one good deed can truly change the world.
By Muhammad Saad 4 months ago in Fiction
Behind Bars, Beyond Borders: The Struggle of the Global Sumud Flotilla
Behind Bars, Beyond Borders: The Struggle of the Global Sumud Flotilla The roar of the sea had been replaced by the clang of iron doors. For the activists of the Global Sumud Flotilla, who had set sail with nothing but hope and humanitarian aid, the sudden transition from open waves to concrete cells felt surreal. Yet, even in captivity, their mission refused to die.
By Wings of Time 4 months ago in Fiction
Morning walk and exercise
A New Dawn The sun had barely begun its gentle climb over the horizon when Meera tied her shoelaces and stepped out of her front door. The air was cool and crisp, carrying the earthy scent of dew-kissed grass and the faint sweetness of blooming jasmine from a neighbor’s garden. For years, Meera had promised herself she would start walking in the mornings. But life—work, family, excuses—always got in the way. That changed three months ago. After a routine checkup, her doctor gave her a gentle but firm warning: “Meera, your body is speaking to you. You need to listen.” Her blood pressure was rising, her energy levels were dipping, and sleep had become a nightly struggle. The prescription? A simple daily routine of walking and light exercise. So, on a chilly July morning, she began. The first week was tough. Her muscles protested, her mind begged to go back to bed, and her feet weren’t used to early-morning roads. But she kept going. Now, it had become a ritual. Not a chore—but a cherished part of her day. As she walked through the quiet park, the familiar rhythm of her feet on the gravel path was comforting. Birds flitted from tree to tree, chirping their morning greetings. A pair of squirrels chased each other around an old mango tree. Everything felt alive, fresh, and full of possibility. She passed Ravi uncle, a retired army man who never missed his 5:30 a.m. walk. He gave her a cheerful salute, which she returned with a smile. A little ahead, she saw Anaya, a college student who jogged with music in her ears and determination in her eyes. Every morning, their paths crossed—strangers tied together by the same unspoken commitment to health and peace of mind. After her 30-minute walk, Meera reached the yoga platform by the lake. She placed her mat down and began her stretches. The lake shimmered under the first rays of sunlight, and the gentle sound of water lapping against the stones brought a calm to her mind. Breathing in, she raised her arms to the sky. Breathing out, she folded into a forward bend. With each stretch, each breath, she felt more grounded, more grateful. Her mind wandered to how far she had come—not just in distance, but in mindset. She was sleeping better now, eating more mindfully, and feeling more energetic throughout the day. Her colleagues at the bank even commented on her glowing skin and lighter mood. But the biggest change? Her outlook on life. She no longer woke up dreading the day. Instead, she looked forward to her mornings—the time she had all to herself, free from deadlines, emails, and chores. A time when she connected with nature, her breath, and her body. It wasn’t about losing weight or looking a certain way. It was about feeling alive. One day, after finishing her routine, she sat by the lake and noticed a young boy sitting alone on a bench, hunched over and looking anxious. Something about his posture tugged at her heart. She approached him gently. “Are you okay, beta?” she asked. He looked up, startled, then nodded. “Just… worried about my exams. Can’t focus at home. I come here to clear my head.” Meera smiled and sat beside him. “You know, when I started coming here, I was worried too—about my health, my work, my family. But walking and breathing in this fresh air… it helps. Try it. Just a short walk.” The boy looked hesitant, but the next morning, Meera saw him walking slowly along the trail. She gave him an encouraging nod. Over the weeks, more familiar faces joined her morning circle—a new mother pushing a stroller, a retired teacher doing tai chi, a teenager listening to audiobooks while jogging. The park became a small, moving community. Strangers began smiling at each other, sharing stories, offering fruit or tea from thermoses. The quiet walks gave rise to quiet friendships. Meera realized that her morning walk was more than just a routine. It was a ripple of wellness—starting with her and spreading gently through her community. As October rolled in, the mornings grew cooler and the leaves rustled with a hint of gold. Meera added a light sweater to her outfit but kept her stride steady. Her body was stronger, but more importantly, her heart was lighter. Every morning, as the sun rose over the lake, it wasn’t just a new day. It was a new Meera.
By Muhammad Saad 4 months ago in Fiction
I Cheated on My Husband| True story
I am Mary I'm 40 years old I have two children my husband John is 45 years old we have been married for 18 years when we got married I was happy John was kind he smiled every day he said I love you I believed him I wanted to build a good life with him we had our first child after 2 years it was a boy his name is Adam he is smart and funny two years later we had a girl her name is Lily she is kind and loves to sing at first John was a good husband he worked hard he brought home money I stayed home to care for the children I cooked cleaned and helped them learn but after some years John changed he worked late he went on trips he didn't tell me where he went he stopped saying I love you I asked him why are you so busy he said I work for this family don't ask me questions I was sad but I stayed quiet I loved him I hoped he would change one day 7 years ago John went on a trip I found two plane tickets I saw another woman's name my heart broke I cried for 3 days I felt lost and alone when John came back I asked him who is she he said she is nobody don't worry I didn't believe him but I said okay I wanted to keep my family together my son was only 3 years old I didn't want to break his heart over the years johon stayed the same he worked late he went on trips I knew he still saw the other woman my heart grew cold I felt empty I cleaned the house but it didn't feel like a home I cooked meals but I had no joy I looked at John but he was like a stranger one day I met someone from my past his name was Alex we were friends long long ago he was kind and gentle I saw him with his wife he opened the car door for her he helped her with her coat I thought this is care this is love I never had this Alex and I started to talk he asked me how are you I said I am fine but I wasn't fine he listened to me he said you are important you are strong I started to feel alive again I smiled I laughed for 3 months we talked we didn't need much I didn't want gifts or big promises I only wanted care I wanted to feel loved but JN found out he was angry he shouted why did you do this I said because I needed love we had long talks John cried he said I love you please don't leave I asked him why now why after 18 years he said I didn't know you were hurting one night I got very sick I went to the hospital John stayed with me he held my hand he said don't leave me I love you for the second time in 18 years I heard those words I love you now John is at home he sleeps next to me but I know the other woman is still waiting for him I don't know what will happen my heart is tired I want to believe John but it is hard I try to smile for my children I try to be strong I know I am not perfect I made mistakes but I only wanted to feel loved I don't know what the future holds I only hope for peace after everything that happened I began to think deeply about my life I spent many nights awake staring at the ceiling my mind was full of questions should I stay should I leave what is best for my children what is best for me John joh tried to be better he stayed home more often he helped with small things like taking out the trash or washing the dishes he asked do you need help these were small changes but I noticed them still my heart was not the same I felt like I was living with a stranger when I looked at John I didn't see the man I married I saw a man who broke my trust one evening I sat with my children Adam and Lily we were eating dinner they were laughing and telling stories about school I looked at them and thought they are so happy they don't know the pain in my heart after dinner I asked Adam do you think Daddy and I are happy Adam looked surprised he said I don't know Mom you are always kind to each other but sometimes I feel like you are sad Lily who was younger said Mom I just want us to stay together I don't want anything to change their words made me cry I didn't want to hurt them but I also knew I couldn't pretend forever one day I decided to visit Alex we hadn't talked since John found out about us I needed to say goodbye when I saw Alex he smiled at me he asked how are you I said I am trying to fix my life Alex nodded he said you are strong Mary I know you will find your way I thanked him I told him you gave me something I will never forget you reminded me that I am important then I walked away I knew it was the last time I would see him I decided to talk to John I said we need to be honest with each other do you want this marriage to work John looked at me he said yes I want us to stay together I made mistakes but I love you I asked him can you leave the other woman can you give me the love and care I need he said I will try I told him trying is not enough I need you to mean it JN started to spend more time with me we went for walks together we talked about small things like the weather and the children slowly I began to see a little hope but my heart was still unsure forgiving John was the hardest thing I ever did I thought about all the pain he caused me I remembered the nights I cried alone I remembered the plane ticket with Lisa's name on it but I also thought about my own mistakes I thought about Alex and the time I spent with him one day I looked in the mirror and said to myself Mary you are not perfect you made mistakes too if you want peace you need to forgive now I take life one day at a time John and I are still together but things are not perfect he says he loves me but I still feel a little doubt I focus on my children I want them to grow up in a happy home I try to smile for them even when my heart feels heavy I also focus on myself I started reading books and going for walks alone I learned to love myself again one day I wrote a letter to myself it said dear Mary you are strong you are kind you are important life is hard but you can handle it remember love yourself first then you can love others you deserve happiness don't forget that I keep this letter in my drawer when I feel sad I read it it reminds me that I am not alone this journey taught me many things I learned that love is not just words love is action love is care and respect I also learned that people make mistakes nobody is perfect most importantly I learned that I am strong I can survive pain sadness and loss and I can still find happiness one day at a time thank you for watching if you enjoyed this story please give it a thumbs up and share it with your friends and don't forget to subscribe for more stories when we post new story your support means a lot.
By Mindset & Growth Writer4 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of a Forgotten City
Echoes of a Forgotten City The city once glowed with culture, art, and the laughter of children. Its streets carried the footprints of generations, and its walls echoed with stories older than memory. But when the war came, the city that once sang was reduced to whispers of smoke and broken stone.
By Wings of Time 4 months ago in Fiction
Mindstalkers - A dark sci-fi, tame romance about a hybrid and a top secret agent she’s falling for. (Novel Excerpt). Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Fear, unlike anything I’d ever felt, bubbled in the pit of my stomach, clawing savagely at my insides like a ravenous beast.
By DASL Writer4 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
Ellie hadn't planned on saying goodbye to anyone. The plan had been simple: prepare the mirrors, wait for Amnity to finish with the Council, and slip quietly into another world in search of answers about a past she couldn't remember. Clean, efficient, uncomplicated by sentiment or second thoughts.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
