Sudais Zakwan
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Sudais Zakwan – Storyteller of Emotions
Sudais Zakwan is a passionate story writer known for crafting emotionally rich and thought-provoking stories that resonate with readers of all ages. With a unique voice and creative flair.
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The Secret of 100 Years
Grandpa Rahim had always been a mystery to the family. He had just turned one hundred years old, yet he walked with a steady pace, his eyes sharp, and his memory clearer than most people half his age. Relatives often asked him his secret. Was it luck? Genetics? Or something else?
By Sudais Zakwanabout 20 hours ago in Longevity
The Medal That Wasn’t for Show
Sara had always been competitive. In school, at sports, and even in small games with friends, she wanted to win. But over time, she realized that winning did not always make her proud. Sometimes, winning felt empty, especially when she focused only on results.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Proof
The Kindness That Had No Name
It was a cold evening when the bus stopped suddenly. Passengers looked up from their phones, confused and slightly annoyed. The driver announced that the bus had broken down and would not move for some time. Groans filled the air. Everyone had somewhere to go.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Humans
The Evidence No One Expected
For most of his life, Rayan struggled to be believed. Whenever he shared an idea, people smiled politely but rarely took him seriously. At work, his suggestions were often ignored until someone else repeated them. At home, his dreams were met with doubt. “You think too much,” they said. “Talk less, do less dreaming.”
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Proof
The Truth I Never Said Out Loud
For years, I carried a truth that I never said out loud. It wasn’t a dark secret or something dramatic. It was simple, quiet, and heavy. I pretended everything was fine, even when it wasn’t. I smiled when I felt tired. I agreed when I wanted to say no. And slowly, I forgot what honesty with myself felt like.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Confessions
The Road That Knew My Name
The journey began without a clear plan. I only knew that I needed to leave. Life had started to feel heavy, like I was carrying a bag filled with invisible weight. Every day looked the same, and even small hopes felt far away. So one morning, I packed a small bag, locked the door, and stepped onto the road.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Journal
The Painter Who Chose Silence. AI-Generated.
Noah was not a famous painter. In fact, very few people knew his name. He lived in a small rented room with white walls and a single window that faced an old street. His days were quiet, almost invisible. But inside that silence, Noah carried a deep love for art.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Art
The Road That Didn’t End
Ethan had failed more times than he could count. Each failure felt heavier than the last. He often wondered why success seemed easy for others but difficult for him. No matter how hard he tried, something always went wrong. People around him started saying things like, “Maybe this is not for you,” or “You should choose something simpler.”
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Motivation
The Day the Clock Stopped
On the morning the clock stopped, Liam did not notice it at first. He woke up late, rushed through his routine, and grabbed his bag without checking the time. His wall clock had been ticking for years, always reliable, always loud. That day, it stood still at 7:18.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Art
The Letter That Arrived Late
The letter arrived on a quiet Tuesday morning. It was slipped under Adam’s door, mixed with newspapers and advertisements. At first, he didn’t notice it. The envelope was plain, slightly yellowed, with his name written in careful handwriting. No return address.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Humans
The Bench Near the Window
Nora lived a fast life. Every day felt rushed, filled with tasks, messages, and plans. Even when she sat still, her mind kept moving. She believed that staying busy meant staying important. Slowing down felt uncomfortable, almost like wasting time. She rarely allowed herself moments of pause.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 21 hours ago in Lifehack
