Hajrah MaD
Bio
There are several reasons why someone should read your stories. Here are a few possibilities:
Unique Perspective
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Stories (2/0)
Emissaries of Unity
Once upon a time, in the not- so-distant future, humanity stood on the cliff of a grand metamorphosis. Technology had advanced at an unknown rate, and the world was brimming with expectation for what lay ahead. Among the numerous debates and enterprises that captured people's imaginations, one question echoed through the corridors of scientific converse" Could aliens replace humans in the future?" In a bustling megalopolis called Veridian City, famed scientist Dr. Amelia Lawson embarked on an ambitious design. With the cooperation of a peaceful alien civilization known as the Zetarians, she sought to bridge the gap between humans and extraterrestrial beings. The Zetarians, enjoying advanced technology and wisdom, had offered their backing to foster astral collaboration. As the design unfolded, the Zetarians introduced their robotic creations — advanced androids known as Zeta- Units. These creatural robots held superior intelligence and capabilities, suitable to communicate in multitudinous languages and understand the complications of mortal geste and feelings. They were designed to seamlessly integrate into society, bringing with them a pledge of progress and concinnity. The Zeta- Units were originally met with a blend of curiosity and dubitation .
By Hajrah MaD11 months ago in Fiction
Feeling and psyche of being unloved
I am not loved I, a lonely soul in a crowded world, walk the streets with a heavy heart. The weight of loneliness crushes me, crushes my spirit under its unrelenting weight. I watch the couples walk hand in hand, their laughter echoing through the air like a cruel mockery of my existence. I see a tender caress, a warm hug and tender words exchanged between lovers. His eyes speak clearly, the language of love and devotion that I really want to understand. But for me, love remains an elusive mirage, always out of reach. In the stillness of the night I feel alone, surrounded by a stillness that increases my desire. Shadows dance on the walls, whispering cruel reminders of my inadequacy.
By Hajrah MaD11 months ago in Psyche
