Autobiography
The Cloud That Refused to Rain
A single dark cloud hovered over a drought-stricken village, trembling but refusing to break. People cursed it until they learned the truth: if it rained then, the cracked earth would shatter. So they softened the soil, and only then did the cloud let go. Sometimes restraint is the purest form of care.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Shadow That Refused to Follow
A woman noticed one morning that her shadow stood still while she walked away. It did not cling, did not mimic. Instead, it stretched toward the mountains as if seeking its own path. She chased it at first, terrified. But when she reached the mountain’s foot, her shadow embraced her gently, merging once more. She had learned: even darkness needs freedom sometimes.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The Man Who Counted Sunsets
Every evening, he sat by the shore with a notebook, marking each sunset with a small circle. People mocked him—why count something that always returns? But he continued, observing the tiny differences in color, the angle of light, the emotion of the sky. One day a traveler asked him why he did it. He answered, “I don’t count sunsets—I count the versions of myself that watch them.” And as the sun dropped below the horizon, he realized he had become someone new again.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Newspapers | Part VI of VI
I was working with Paul Miller, a desk officer who asked me to be his office secretary in the new bureau where he was promoted to work at once. He moved swiftly to ensure that I was approved to work with him. The Department of Prominence’s Human Resources Office re-assigned me to move forward in my new position with Miller. In this bureau, I met several office secretaries.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
The Night the Stars Fell Silent. AI-Generated.
Mira had always believed that the universe spoke in light — in pulses, in echoes, in subtle vibrations that only telescopes and sensitive minds could understand. From childhood, she had felt connected to the night sky in a way that no one around her ever understood. While others saw stars, she saw patterns. While others saw darkness, she felt presence.
By shakir hamid3 months ago in Chapters
The Wind That Stayed
For once, the wind chose not to go.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Designer Fashion Shows on TV in Europe | Part VI of VI
Embarking on another new chapter of my life, I bid farewell to my globetrotting career and embraced the opportunity to live and work in Europe for two years as an office secretary to a high-ranking government official. As I settled into my new apartment, I discovered a delightful surprise that added a touch of glamour to my everyday life ~ famous designers’ fashion shows aired on television, seven days a week!
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
Karachi Chronicles Chapter 17
One of the most important, yet over looked aspects of cricket is umpiring. Being an umpire is a tough and often thankless job. Spending the whole duration of play on the field, unlike me waiting around for hours before going out and snicking off or leaving one on middle for a blob, takes immense concentration. All while making split second decisions between the lulls in action and also trying to keep the peace. With every decision you can’t please everyone. For example, each appeal shout ends up in either a happy bowler and an angry batsmen or vice versa.
By S. J. Leahy3 months ago in Chapters
