friendship

C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"

The Window Light
The old apartment building stood quietly at the end of the street, half-forgotten by time. Its walls were faded, balconies chipped, and the elevator, as usual, refused to work. The residents had long stopped expecting it to.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Music Room
The community center was quiet that afternoon — unusually quiet. Only the faint hum of ceiling fans and the smell of old wood filled the air.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Rooftop Garden
Every evening, as the sun dipped behind the jagged city skyline, Sabeen climbed the narrow stairs to the rooftop of her apartment building. Dust coated the concrete steps, and the railings were chipped from years of neglect, but she didn’t mind. This rooftop had become her sanctuary.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Quiet Library
Mariam loved the library. It wasn’t a grand, modern building with flashy lights and air conditioning that smelled of plastic. It was old, with tall wooden shelves, worn carpet, and a faint scent of dust and ink that somehow made her heart calm. The soft murmur of pages turning, the distant footsteps of visitors, and the quiet hum of the radiator created a rhythm she had come to rely on.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
How to Stop Feeling So Insecure in Your Relationship
Insecurity can creep in quietly, even in the happiest couples. Whether it’s fear of losing someone you love, constant comparison, or overthinking every little thing, insecurity can slowly erode trust and connection. However, you don't have to let your fear of hurt dictate your love life. With the right mindset and actions, we can all learn how to feel confident, valued, and secure in our relationships.
By Relationship Guide3 months ago in Humans
The Bakery Window
Every morning, long before the city streets buzzed with traffic, Adeel unlocked the door to his small bakery. The warm scent of freshly baked bread, cinnamon rolls, and cardamom buns filled the air, mixing with the gentle hum of the ovens and the faint crackle of the early morning radio.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Bridge of Words
The river ran quietly under the old stone bridge, its waters reflecting the golden glow of the late afternoon sun. The city around it hummed softly, but here, the world seemed paused — the constant chatter of traffic and distant sirens softened to a gentle backdrop.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Garden of Silence
Zoya had always loved the city park behind her apartment. It wasn’t famous or large — just a modest green space with a few benches, flowering shrubs, and an old fountain that had long stopped working.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Last Train Home
The city had fallen into a muted quiet by the time Ali stepped onto the platform. Neon lights flickered over puddles left by the afternoon rain, turning the concrete into a river of reflection. His coat was damp, his shoes leaving wet prints on the tiles.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Chalkboard
The sun had just begun to spill its soft golden light through the cracked windows of Class 5B when Miss Rukhsana unlocked the door.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
The Garden He Left Behind
When Sadia’s husband, Faisal, passed away, the house didn’t just become empty — it became silent. Not the soft, peaceful kind of silence that soothes the soul.
By M.Farooq3 months ago in Humans
Please Hold for a Moment of Girl Talk. Top Story - November 2025.
I think there's something so special about girl friendships - the relationships that just feel so fruitful, the ones that refresh you and don't drain you, and the friendships that can pick up right where they left off, even if you're not physically close. These are the ones to hold on to and to really nourish. These are the types of friendships I'm intentional about giving my time and energy to.
By Li-Li 📓3 months ago in Humans