Stream of Consciousness
Alone but Unbroken: A Village Boy’s Journey to the City
Life in a village is a beauty only those who have lived it can truly understand. Waking up to the gentle voice of your mother, finding comfort in your father’s calm presence, sharing laughter and mischief with siblings, and falling asleep under the quiet of the night—it is simple, yet complete.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Humans
New to Islam, New to Ramadan
If you had asked me two years ago where I’d be today, I probably would’ve laughed. Back then, I was the girl with tattoos climbing up my arms, a tiny crescent inked under my eye, and a spirit that wore rebellion like armor. Religion? That was for other people. Not for someone like me—too messy, too scarred, too far gone.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Humans
The Smile That Changed My Flight — and My Life
The airport was alive with noise and motion. Screens blinked with flight delays, loudspeakers repeated boarding calls, and tired travelers shuffled between gates. Among them was Elena Morgan — 28 years old, freelance travel writer, headphones around her neck, and a passport stamped from Bali to Peru.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Humans
Coming of Age
Many, many moons ago, the human body would develop the wisdom tooth as a way of compensating for the wear and tear owing to the rough diet. At the time, the provision was necessary to help aid the overworking molars and premolars to ensure the rest of the body still enjoyed both the pleasure and the benefit of chomping on raw meat and barely ripe fruit, or whatever it is our ancestors nourished their bodies with. As nature always decides, the teeth would cave and crown, almost like an infant at the ninth month (or whenever it’s ready to make its grand arrival, really), when the time was right. When the good old ones had held the fort for as long as they could and chewed on bones fingers couldn’t count and memories made turned so faint stories about them were no longer being told. Their arrival was just in time for the shift change, when the little boys were becoming men and little girls were coming of age.
By Thandoe Clio5 months ago in Humans
I Forgave Everyone Who Hurt Me—Except Myself
Forgiveness is something people talk about like it’s simple. Just let it go, they say. Free yourself from the weight of anger, resentment, and pain. I tried to live by that advice. I gave forgiveness freely to those who betrayed me, left me, lied to me, and broke me in ways I didn’t think I could recover from. And in many ways, it worked. The bitterness I once carried toward others loosened its grip on me.
By Azmat Roman ✨5 months ago in Humans
Mentorship Made Me Better: How Editorial Feedback Sharpened My Voice
When I first joined Urban Era Marketing as a writer, I thought I knew my voice. I was confident that if I researched thoroughly, structured carefully, and delivered on time, my drafts would be enough. What I didn’t realize was that author mentorship would become the key to unlocking the kind of writing that doesn’t just inform, but resonates.
By Leigh Cala-or5 months ago in Humans
The Child Who Cried “Allah” Outside the Green Dome
The child stood trembling before the grand mosque, his small hands clutching the word “Allah” crafted in glowing calligraphy. Tears rolled freely down his cheeks, his lips quivering as he whispered prayers only he and his Creator could understand. Behind him rose the magnificent Green Dome of Madinah, a symbol of peace, mercy, and eternal love. Yet in his heart, there was a storm—an ache too vast for such a young soul to carry.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Humans
When the World Fell Silent, I Found My Voice
Excerpt (Short Intro): For years, I carried a silence that no one else could hear. Behind every smile was a storm I never let escape. This is the story of the night everything changed—the night I learned that speaking up can save a life, even your own.
By Roohullah Roohani 5 months ago in Humans
