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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Humans and Machines
Zarar Ahmed Beg was sitting in his office when accountant Abdul Haseeb entered. “Assalamu Alaikum, Sir! My son has been very ill for several days. His fever won’t go down. Please grant me a few days off, as he needs to be admitted to the hospital…”
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Earth
The Sad Nightingale
The Sad Nightingale Writing No. 2402 Saturday, November 26, 2022 By Iman Javed The sun had just set, leaving a soft orange glow lingering on the horizon. The air was calm, carrying a faint chill of the approaching night. Away from the village, frogs croaked in the drying pond, their sounds echoing across the still waters. Crickets intermittently played their tunes, pausing now and then as if checking their tiny instruments for the night ahead. On a branch of a nearby withered tree sat a nightingale, utterly sad. It neither moved nor chirped; it seemed as though it had forgotten the very art of singing. Its eyes reflected deep sorrow, and its feathers drooped in silence.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Earth
Fascinating Facts About Mosquitoes
Mosquitoes, which we often consider ordinary insects, are actually among the most dangerous creatures on Earth. They are responsible for more human deaths each year than any other animal, making them the deadliest species on the planet. Legend even suggests that mosquitoes contributed to the death of Alexander the Great.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Education
Friendship with Books
Arslan and Rehan were very close friends. They studied in the same class and lived in the same neighborhood, which made their friendship even stronger. Despite being similar in age and environment, their interests were quite different. Rehan had a deep love for reading. He was not limited to his textbooks alone; instead, he eagerly read all kinds of books, including storybooks, history, general knowledge, and books full of interesting events. For Rehan, books were not just a habit—they were a way of life.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Education
Deception
“Oh, what unbearable heat! It feels as if the sun is standing right over my head,” Nawab Sahib muttered to himself as he walked along carrying a bag of vegetables. Suddenly, he collided with a young man—or perhaps the young man collided with him. The potatoes fell and scattered on the road.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Fiction
God Is Truly the Provider
I was sitting in Haji Sahib’s spacious drawing room, waiting for him to arrive. As I looked around, I noticed expensive decorative items, a fine globe, a large colorful television, a beautiful telephone, and artificial vines attached to the walls. The furniture was of high quality, and the sofas were so soft that one almost sank into them.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Earth
The Quick-Witted Hero
After a long day of intense labor under the scorching sun, Adnan finally got a short break for lunch. His throat was dry from hunger and thirst, and his body felt exhausted. Adnan worked as a security guard in a large company, a job that demanded not only physical endurance but constant mental alertness. Standing for hours in extreme heat, watching every movement around him, and staying vigilant at all times was not an easy task. Even a moment of negligence in such a job could turn into lifelong regret.
By Sudais Zakwan17 days ago in Art
The Power of Tears
The three of them were sitting in a park, staring at the money placed before them. The amount taken from the stolen wallet consisted of three hundred-rupee notes, one fifty-rupee note, and one ten-rupee note—making a total of three hundred and sixty rupees. Seeing such a small amount filled all three with disappointment.
By Sudais Zakwan17 days ago in Humans
The Search for the Plane
Ramin was a very intelligent and lively young girl, cherished by her parents as their only daughter. Her father worked as an officer in the Forest Department, a man respected for his discipline and dedication. One day, when Ramin had a holiday from school, she decided to spend it with her father exploring the nearby forest. The thought of adventure filled her with excitement as they reached the rest house that lay on the edge of the woodland.
By Sudais Zakwan17 days ago in Fiction
