Atif khurshaid
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The One Who Got Away
I met her on a day that felt like spring pretending to be summer—warm but uncertain, the kind of day that can’t decide if it wants to bloom or fade. She was standing by the bookstore window, her hair caught in the wind, her fingers tracing the spine of a novel like it was something holy. I remember thinking she looked like a story I’d never be brave enough to write.
By Atif khurshaid4 months ago in 01
The Letter I Never Sent
The letter sat in the bottom drawer of my desk for three years. Yellowed edges, ink smudged by time and hesitation — my handwriting curling across the page like vines that had grown wild. I wrote it on a rain-slick afternoon when silence in my apartment felt louder than thunder. It was a goodbye I never had the courage to send.
By Atif khurshaid4 months ago in Art
The Last Train to Harrowgate
Evelyn hated late trains, but Harrowgate was the only station close enough to her grandmother’s cottage, and the old woman insisted she visit that night. The platform was nearly deserted when the train screeched to a halt, its iron wheels hissing like a beast in pain.
By Atif khurshaid4 months ago in Journal
From Debt to Millions: The 18-Month Rise of Daniel Hayes
Daniel Hayes was drowning in debt. At twenty-seven, he owed nearly $40,000 in student loans, worked a 9-to-5 job that barely covered rent, and spent his evenings calculating how long it would take just to break even. The answer was crushing: decades.
By Atif khurshaid4 months ago in Motivation
The Night Market That Sells Lost Time
My phone died at 12:01 a.m., and with it went the last excuse not to think. I ducked behind the noodle shop to escape the sideways rain, and the alley stretched longer than it had any right to—neon dragging itself across puddles like spilled paint. A velvet curtain rippled where a brick wall should be. When I pushed through, warm light and citrus air slipped over me like someone else’s coat.
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in Fiction
The Midnight Hamburglar
The Break-In Her name was Jessica Marie Cross, though soon enough she would earn another: the Real-Life Hamburglar. Once inside the restaurant, Jessica didn’t behave like a panicked thief. The surveillance cameras — still rolling despite her later efforts to disable them — captured her moving with strange calmness, as if she had rehearsed the act.
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in Feast
The Child Who Vanished — and the Man Who Came Back
The Night Everything Changed Saroo Brierley was born in Khandwa, Madhya Pradesh, India. Life was fragile. His father had abandoned the family, and his mother worked carrying stones to earn enough to feed her children. Saroo often begged or scavenged food alongside his older brother Guddu. Despite their hardships, the boys shared laughter, dreams, and the quiet understanding that they only had each other.
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in History
The Last Ride of Vicky White
A Reputation of Steel For sixteen years, Vicky White had been the model employee. Colleagues knew her as reliable, steady, even motherly toward younger officers. She was the one who handled complicated shifts, the one who trained rookies on jail protocol. She had never been accused of misconduct. Sheriff Rick Singleton once described her as “the most respected employee at the jail.”
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in The Swamp
The Fastest Millionaire in Quebec(but illegal)
The Rise of a Syrup Kingpin Enter Richard Vallières, a middle-aged maple syrup dealer with deep roots in Quebec’s black market. Known in underground circles as a wheeler-dealer, he had long trafficked in syrup without paying federation quotas or fees.
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in Trader
The Woman Who Shook the Monastery
The Beginning of the Scandal In early 2025, rumors began swirling in Thailand’s Buddhist community: respected monks were suddenly vanishing, stepping down without explanation. Whispers spoke of a woman—beautiful, calculated, and bold—who had ensnared them in a trap.
By Atif khurshaid5 months ago in History
