fact or fiction

Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.

Whispers in the Sand
In the shadows of the mountains of Balochistan, where silence weighs more than rock and the desert wind whisks away secrets, two young hearts had chosen love. It was not rebellion. It was not adultery. It was the pure, holy choice of a man and a woman to marry each other by the law of Islam.
By Shehzad Anjum6 months ago in Humans
The Day I Stopped Waiting for Tomorrow
We all say it. “I’ll start tomorrow.” “I’ll do it later.” “I’ll change when the time is right.” I used to live my life in that cycle—constantly pushing my dreams, my goals, and even my happiness into the distant place called tomorrow. What I didn’t realize was that “tomorrow” is the most dangerous word we tell ourselves. Because often, tomorrow never comes.
By ✦•············• Freelancer •············✦6 months ago in Humans
Where Our Shadows Meet
Beneath the hush of twilight’s glow, Where gentle winds of evening flow, I find your gaze, a tender flame, That whispers softly, calls my name.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Humans
"My failure to freedom :my journey'. AI-Generated.
Freedom. It’s a word we all dream about, fight for, and chase. For me, freedom was the sweetest taste of life — the moment when I felt I was finally in charge of my own destiny. I was young, ambitious, and filled with fire. I no longer wanted to be tied down by rules, expectations, or the voices of others telling me what I should or should not do.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq6 months ago in Humans
Zulekha’s Choice: When Healing Becomes a Transaction
Zulekha had always been a woman of quiet dignity. At 56, she carried herself with grace — a widow living alone in a two-room home in Lahore, supported only by a small government pension and the occasional kindness of neighbors. Her husband had passed away a decade earlier, and her two sons had moved abroad, caught up in their own lives.
By Shehzad Anjum6 months ago in Humans
Healthy Living in a Busy World
e streets of Rawalpindi were already buzzing when Ayesha left her apartment for work. Rickshaws honked, vendors shouted prices of fresh fruits, and the city seemed to breathe in chaos. She pulled her dupatta tighter around her shoulders and quickened her pace toward the office, mentally scrolling through her never-ending to-do list. Emails, client reports, deadlines—life had become a race where she was always chasing, but never arriving. Health? That was something she often promised herself she’d “start working on next week.” Next week never came. Her mornings began with hurried cups of tea, lunches were often packets of chips or instant noodles eaten at her desk, and dinners happened long after the clock struck midnight. She often told herself, “I don’t have time for exercise. I don’t have the energy to cook healthy meals.” Yet, deep down, she knew she was burning out. The First Wake-Up Call One Monday morning, during a team meeting, Ayesha felt a strange tightness in her chest. It wasn’t sharp pain, but it was enough to make her pause. She brushed it off, telling herself it was just stress. But when she caught her reflection in the office glass doors later that day, she hardly recognized the tired, pale face staring back. That night, as she scrolled through her phone before bed, she stumbled upon a short video of an old man jogging in the park. His caption read: “If I can find 30 minutes for my health at 70, you can find it at 30.” Something clicked. For the first time, she admitted: I’m too busy surviving to actually live. Small Steps, Big Shifts The next morning, instead of diving straight into emails, Ayesha made herself a promise—just ten minutes of walking on her rooftop. No fancy gym membership, no heavy plans. Just ten minutes. At first, it felt pointless. Ten minutes couldn’t possibly change her life, right? But slowly, those ten minutes became fifteen, then twenty. The cool morning air, the sight of birds flying freely above, and the silence before the city woke up gave her something she didn’t realize she was missing—clarity. She also started carrying a small water bottle with her everywhere. At work, instead of refilling her mug with endless cups of tea, she sipped water throughout the day. A simple act, yet her constant headaches began to fade. Food was trickier. How could she eat healthy when she barely had time? One evening, she chopped cucumbers, carrots, and apples, storing them in boxes. She discovered that snacking on these while working kept her alert far better than oily chips ever did. Slowly, her body responded. The Struggle of Balance But the road wasn’t smooth. There were days when deadlines forced her to skip walks. Nights when she gave in to greasy fast food. Colleagues teased her for munching on “rabbit food.” She often felt guilty for not doing “enough.” Yet, she reminded herself: progress, not perfection. One Saturday, she visited a park near her house. Families laughed, children ran, and old women walked together, sharing stories. She realized that health wasn’t about strict rules—it was about being present, moving, and enjoying the gift of life. The Deeper Lesson As months passed, her small habits built resilience. She didn’t just lose the constant fatigue; she gained energy. Her productivity at work improved. Her mood lightened. Instead of collapsing in bed after work, she sometimes called her parents, cooked herself a simple meal, or even read a few pages of a book. One evening, as she was walking, she saw a colleague, Bilal, sitting on a bench with his phone. His eyes looked as drained as hers once had. She smiled and said, “Join me. Just five minutes.” He laughed It off, but the next day, he walked with her. Soon, they were both walking every lunch break, sharing ideas not just about projects, but about life. Others from the office joined in too. Ayesha realized something powerful: healthy living wasn’t just a personal journey; it created ripples. One person’s choice to live better could inspire a whole circle. Finding Peace in the Chaos Months later, Ayesha sat on her rooftop again, watching the sun dip behind the Rawalpindi skyline. Life hadn’t slowed down—emails still flooded in, deadlines still chased her, and the city was as noisy as ever. But she had changed. She had carved small pockets of health in the middle of her chaos—morning walks, homemade meals, mindful breathing when stress hit, and early nights whenever possible. Healthy living didn’t mean escaping the busy world; it meant learning to live well within it. The Message Ayesha often thought back to the old man’s words: “If I can find 30 minutes for my health at 70, you can find it at 30.” She now carried that message forward. Whenever someone complained about not having time for their health, she would smile and say: “Life will always be busy. But your health doesn’t wait. Start small—five minutes, one healthy choice, one glass of water—and keep going. Because if you don’t make time for health now, one day, illness will demand all of your time.” And in the middle of her busy world, Ayesha found something priceless—not just health, but balance, gratitude, and joy.
By Sajid 6 months ago in Humans
"Shadows on Nicholson Road. AI-Generated.
At a bend in the road, several stray dogs appeared suddenly, barking loudly. Durrani’s heart sank as he looked ahead. A shadow moved in the bright light of his car’s headlights. From the darkness, a human figure emerged, hunched and in pain.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq6 months ago in Humans
What If Love Is Just Friendship That Lasts?
In adulthood, one of the first and most difficult lessons I have had to accept is that friendships eventually drift apart. It happens undeniably, and it hurts. I have been through it. The ending is never sudden. It is slow, almost painful in its pace. It usually starts with the joy of the first spark. In the beginning, there is that thrill of discovery, the getting-to-know-each-other stage. You share bits of yourself, details of your present life, hoping they will resonate. What kind of music do you like? Have you listened to this artist? It reminded me of you. There are daily conversations about the most ordinary things. A random Facebook post. A TikTok. A loud argument on Twitter. Have you heard about that actor? Let’s buy matching jackets. Let’s visit that café sometime.
By ♡6 months ago in Humans
Layla and Majnun: A Love That Burned Through the Desert
Prologue: The Desert Holds Their Names The desert has no memory, and yet, it remembers everything. It remembers the footprints of caravans that vanished centuries ago. It remembers the songs of poets carried away by the wind. It remembers the cries of lovers who dared to whisper their secrets into the stars.
By noor ul amin6 months ago in Humans
The Silent Pain of Leaving Someone You Still Love: Navigating Heartbreak and Hope
Imagine needing to walk away from someone you adore. It's a true emotional battle, a real paradox. This isn't about falling out of love; it's often about bigger things. Maybe you need to grow, or your well-being comes first. Sometimes, life paths just don't match up.
By vijay sam6 months ago in Humans
Is Civil War Coming to Europe?
For decades, the idea of civil war in Western Europe seemed unthinkable. That was the kind of tragedy reserved for failed states, distant lands, or history books. But today, a growing number of experts are warning: the threat may no longer be theoretical. And two countries stand out as particularly vulnerable—France and the United Kingdom.
By Bubble Chill Media 6 months ago in Humans
The Scent of Rain and Distant Melodies
Ancient-looking stone structures and vibrant foliage line the path. The man is wearing a deep red sweater and jeans, while the woman has a flowing blue skirt and a dark top. Their backs are to the viewer, emphasizing their shared journey into the heart of a place that feels both timeless and full of untold stories. Mist hangs in the air, hinting at a recent rain.
By noor ul amin6 months ago in Humans