fazilat bibi

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Somewhere, You Still Exist
You left in August. I remember because the sun looked tired, like it had been burning too long for too many people. That day, even the wind felt final.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Fiction
Is Vocal Media Really Worth It for Writers in 2025?
Have you ever wanted to get paid for your writing but didn’t know where to start? Vocal Media might be the answer. Let me tell you why so many people are using Vocal, what it offers, and how you can grow as a writer while earning money.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Motivation
The Hushed Ones of Greystone Hollow
They arrived at Greystone Hollow beneath a storm-heavy sky. The village, nestled in the misted folds of the northern moors, seemed a place where time had stalled. Alistair stepped out first, scanning the ancient stone cottages clustered around a sagging chapel and a dried-up well. Elara followed, her fingers brushing the air as if sensing invisible threads tugging at her awareness.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Fiction
The Magic of Love: Why It Still Matters in Our Busy World
Love is one of the most powerful feelings in the world. It can bring people together, heal pain, and give life meaning. Even though we live in a fast world filled with technology, busy schedules, and endless worries, love still holds a special place in our hearts. But what is love, really? Why do we care so much about it? And how can we keep it alive in our lives?
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Marriage
When the Silence Becomes Light
A petal forgets to fall and the sky, for once, does not rush. --- A tree does not speak, but the shadows beneath it tell stories in the language of waiting.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Poets
You Probably Won’t Change the World”
It’s not exactly the dream headline for a careers fair: “You probably won’t change the world.” But it’s the quiet truth I learned one grey Wednesday afternoon while standing outside a drama classroom holding a battered whiteboard marker and a stack of worksheets that wouldn’t survive another rain shower.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Writers
From Rock Bottom to Rising Strong"
By Majid Ali Published just now • 4 min read --- I used to think strength meant never breaking. That if I could just hold everything together—my thoughts, my feelings, my life—I’d be okay. But grief has a way of peeling back illusions. It shows you who you are when there’s nothing left to hold on to.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Motivation
All My Exes Hate Me Part 4: The One Who Almost Showed Up
By Gail F. Published June 2025 · 4 min read I used to think closure meant having a final conversation. Something tidy. One last exchange where we both say what we need to say and walk away better, wiser, cleaner.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Confessions
The Great Banana Peel Plan. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Ravi hated mornings. Not because he was a night owl or loved sleep more than pizza (though both were true), but because mornings meant one thing—chores. And at the top of the dreaded list was taking out the trash.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Writers
Ash and Oath”
They had passed beyond the reaches of the eastern wood, where wind moved like ghosts through burnt pines and the earth still bore black scars from fire unquenched. The boy, wide-eyed and silent, held close his dwarvish bow, though he had not loosed a single shaft.
By fazilat bibi7 months ago in Fiction