humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

The Letter My Mother Made Me Promise Never to Read
The Letter My Mother Made Me Promise Never to Read When my mother passed away last winter, she left behind a will so simple it almost hurt to read.
By Azlan shah4 months ago in Humans
My Grandmother’s Key Wasn’t for a Door
When my grandmother passed away, her house fell silent in a way I had never heard before. The ticking of the clock, once comforting, now sounded like a reminder — that time moves on, even when we don’t want it to.
By Azlan shah4 months ago in Humans
The Seeds of Faith
The Seeds of Faith By Tabeer Ali — English Adaptation The old farmer worked every day under the sun, his wrinkled hands digging deep into the soil that had long turned barren. Though the land yielded nothing, he refused to give up.
By Khan 4 months ago in Humans
The Lesson of Respect
The Lesson of Respect BY: Khan Nooria was a bright student in the seventh grade — intelligent, confident, and, perhaps, a little spoiled. Being the only child of her parents, she had always been the center of their world. Every wish of hers was fulfilled without delay; every demand was met with affection. Over time, this constant pampering made her a bit proud and dismissive of others. She had developed the habit of thinking she was better than everyone else around her.
By Khan 4 months ago in Humans
The Pride of Qarun: The Man Who Was Swallowed by the Earth
The Story of Qarun: The Man Who Was Swallowed by the Earth BY: Ubaid Long ago, during the time of Prophet Moses (peace be upon him), there lived a man named Qarun. He belonged to the same community as Prophet Moses — the Children of Israel. Qarun was known far and wide for his unimaginable wealth. His riches were so vast that even the keys to his treasure chests were heavy enough to be carried only by a large group of strong men.
By Ubaid 4 months ago in Humans
The Girl Who Returned My Wallet
📖 The Girl Who Returned My Wallet By : Sami ullah It was a chilly Saturday evening, and the city was glowing in that in-between light — where day and night wrestle for the sky. I’d just finished a long, frustrating day at work. My phone battery was dying, my bag was heavy, and all I wanted was to get home, collapse, and forget the world existed.
By Sami ullah4 months ago in Humans
"The Mercy of the Missed Train."
Long time ago, one cold morning in late November to be precise, I missed my train. It was not just any train, it was the very one. This was the train that was supposed to bring me luck on my out-of-the world job interview. I remember my frantic running to the station, my breath being visible in the cold air, my bag hitting against my knee and the clock showing 8:59. The doors were already closed in front of me.
By Alexander Reeve4 months ago in Humans
The Danger of Clichés and Metaphors: How They Dilute Our Communication
In the vast landscape of language, clichés and metaphors serve as convenient shortcuts. They provide us with ready-made expressions that can help us convey ideas quickly. However, overusing these verbal crutches can lead to uninspired thinking, stifled creativity, and even weakened communication. In this article, we’ll explore how leaning too heavily on clichés and metaphors can lock us into a cycle of small-mindedness and restrict our ability to express ourselves fully.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior4 months ago in Humans
The Last Days of Freedom
By the time the sun rose over the city’s glass facades, the digital storm had already broken. Aisha found the first alert while pouring coffee: her small online tailor shop’s dashboard showed zero sales, a red banner declaring her account “compromised” and frozen pending review. She tapped the notification, heart tightening. Her email had been emptied by a password reset she never requested. Within the hour, a video surfaced — a sloppy deepfake that stitched her face onto footage of a crime she had never committed, captioned with slurs and a fabricated manifesto. It travelled fast, fed by botnets and anonymous accounts that seemed to exist only to amplify hatred.
By HC4 months ago in Humans
Unspoken Goodbyes. AI-Generated.
Some goodbyes are never spoken, yet they echo in our hearts forever. They don’t come with final words or tears that fall in front of others they come quietly, softly, without warning. These are the unspoken goodbyes, the kind that leave behind questions instead of closure, silence instead of explanation. Silence has its own language. It speaks through the pauses, through the glances that last a moment too long, through the messages that remain unsent. It’s in the way someone slowly drifts away without saying why. You feel the distance growing, but you stay still, hoping it’s just a phase until one day, you realize the silence has become permanent. We often expect endings to be clear. We want words some understanding, some last moment that helps us let go. But life rarely gives us that. Some stories end not with a loud goodbye, but with a quiet fading. The calls stop. The texts slow down. The laughter disappears. And one day, you realize you’ve lost someone without even knowing when it happened. It hurts not because the love was weak, but because the goodbye was never said. You keep replaying every memory, trying to find the moment when things changed. Maybe it was in that unfinished sentence, that unreturned message, or that day they stopped looking at you the same way. You search for answers in the silence, but all you find is yourself waiting. Unspoken goodbyes are the hardest to heal from because they never give closure. The door remains half open, and a small part of you keeps hoping they’ll return to finish the story. But as time passes, you start to realize that silence was the goodbye it just didn’t use words.
By Zahid ali4 months ago in Humans
The Paradox of Humor: A Mask for Hatred and Intolerance
Humor is often celebrated as a universal bridge that connects people across diverse backgrounds and experiences. A good laugh can lighten an atmosphere, foster camaraderie, and relieve tension. However, beneath the surface of mirth, humor can also serve as a vehicle for expressing hatred and intolerance. This paradox warrants a closer examination, as it reveals how humor can sometimes mask deeper societal divides and differences.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior4 months ago in Humans
A Deep Dive into Lilith, Eve, and the Concepts of Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine
The legend of Lilith, often portrayed as Adam's first wife, raises intriguing questions about the nature of femininity and morality in various mythologies. In contrast, Eve is frequently celebrated as the archetype of Divine Feminine. This article explores the contrasting roles of Lilith and Eve, challenging the perception of Lilith as a figure of empowerment and instead presenting her as a character that embodies denials of true feminine values.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior4 months ago in Humans