Childhood
Dump Truck Tire Puncture on the Road
Dump Truck Tire Puncture on the Road The sun was only beginning to rise when I started my drive that morning. The road stretched out like an endless ribbon of gray, and the air was cool enough that I had my window cracked just to feel the breeze. Driving a dump truck isn’t glamorous, but there’s something calming about being on the highway before most people are awake. The world feels quieter, slower, and for a while, it’s just you and the road.
By Fareed Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
Hysterectomy
Tamara tapped her coffee mug nervously with her pointer finger. The matte black nail polish on her fingers were chipped and her nail edges were jagged, sharp from repetitive biting. Her foot tapped the linoleum floor the way a woodpecker hammers a tree. The kitchen was dim, only a single bulb on the three-bulb ceiling fan was lit, and the light was weak but reflected off the lavender colored walls shone like gold. Tamara could hear the cat’s water fountain echoing sound fading into the distance. Her mind was far from easy. “I never wanted kids anyway,” she silently reminded herself as she read over the procedure guidelines for her upcoming hysterectomy. “1. Read and follow all pre-operative instructions. 2. Drink plenty of water and fluids. 3. Get all your prescriptions filled. 4. Shop for any necessary food. (Try to get prepared meals that just need to be placed in the oven.) 5. Choose an advocate.” Choose an advocate, it says. Well Tamara knew right away who that advocate would be. Her younger sister, Lottie. The Skelling sisters were best friends, and they were always each other's advocates. Her tapping stopped and a slight, momentary smile came to her face. Almost like a smirk but without sarcasm. Tamara was looking forward to spending the few days with her. And as if summoned by her sister's thoughts, Lottie’s car pulled into the driveway. She grabbed her gym bag, water bottle and keys then walked out of her house, locking the door behind her.
By Theresa M Hochstine5 months ago in Confessions
The Government’s Best Friends
The Government’s Best Friends In the heart of the city stood an old coffee shop, a place people fondly called *The Corner of Friendship.* It was a spot where politicians, officials, and ordinary citizens often crossed paths. Some came to talk business, others to argue, and many simply to vent about the government.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Confessions
The Surprised Trend of Converting to Islam Around the World
The Surprised Trend of Converting to Islam Around the World Walk into a mosque in Berlin, New York, or Cape Town, and you might notice a surprising scene. A woman with blond hair adjusts her scarf before prayer. A man who once sang in church now whispers verses of the Qur’an. A university student, raised without any faith, repeats Arabic words with quiet devotion. Despite widespread Islamophobia, thousands of people around the world continue to embrace Islam. The trend surprises many, yet for those who witness it closely, the reasons unfold with clarity.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Confessions
The Last Dawn Before the Fire
The Last Dawn Before the Fire The world woke up not to the sound of birds, but to the echo of sirens and the trembling of the earth. For months, the signs had been clear: broken negotiations, rising tensions, armies massing along borders. Yet, humanity still clung to the fragile hope that reason would prevail. But when the first missile pierced the night sky, that hope shattered like glass.
By Wings of Time 5 months ago in Confessions
Timeless Stories of Allama Iqbal: The Poet Who Inspired Nations
The Timeless Stories of Allama Iqbal BY: Ubaid Allama Muhammad Iqbal, the national poet of Pakistan, was more than just a poet. He was a philosopher, thinker, visionary, and above all, a man of deep humility and spiritual strength. His life was filled with remarkable incidents that continue to inspire generations. Here are some timeless stories from his life that reflect his wisdom, simplicity, and greatness.
By Ubaid 5 months ago in Confessions
The Prison
The cell was small, barely wide enough for the iron cot and the chipped wooden table that leaned against the wall. A single barred window allowed a narrow sliver of light to filter through, dust particles dancing like ghosts in the dimness. For most, this room was punishment—stone, silence, and steel. For Daniel Carter, it was something far more complicated.
By Saqib Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
Once Upon a Time in Dubai A Journey Down Memory
There was a time when bread was sold unsliced, and crossing the creek from Bur Dubai to Deira meant sitting in a rowing boat, long before engine Abras became common. On Thursday nights, the Indian Association would bring families together with free Hindi movies shown in the open-air theatre opposite the Dubai Museum. The community was small, but it felt like one big family.
By Izhar Ullah5 months ago in Confessions
The Cost of Ignoring a Mother’s Advice
The Cost of Ignoring a Mother’s Advice BY:Khan “Osman, my dear son, don’t play with Nasser,” Mama said firmly one afternoon. “He is not a good boy. I’ve heard he steals, skips school, and spends his time wandering with bad company.”
By Khan 5 months ago in Confessions
The Risk of Serving Kings: A Timeless Lesson from Sheikh Saadi
The Advice of Sheikh Saadi: A Tale of Wisdom, Temptation, and Consequence BY:Khan Long ago, in a time when people turned to the wise for guidance before making any life-changing decision, a poor man approached the great Persian scholar and poet, Sheikh Saadi. This man was burdened with poverty, his children were many, and his means of livelihood were almost nonexistent. Hunger gnawed at him and despair filled his heart.
By Khan 5 months ago in Confessions
