Fan Fiction
The Library of Forgotten Dreams
The library was forgotten by most. Tucked behind thick hedges and hidden at the edge of the village, its old wooden door creaked with every passing wind. Yet inside, among the towering shelves and faded maps pinned to the walls, magic lingered like the scent of old paper waiting.
By Judith Atambi about a year ago in Fiction
5 Unknown fiction About Marriage
1. The Silent Vow An unusual vow was made when Lila and Aron got married: no words, just actions. For ten years, they lived in gestures, laughter, and quiet dinners. Their neighbors speculated wildly—some called it romantic, others tragic. Yet inside their small brick home, every look, every meal cooked, every hand held in the dark spoke volumes. Lila didn't say anything to Aron until their twentieth wedding anniversary. He smiled, nodded, and whispered it back: "Always."
By Rony Sutradarabout a year ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Loved in Morse Code
Elena Navarro’s world hummed. The vibrations of engines traveled up her wrists as she tightened the bolt on a Harley’s carburetor, her fingers reading the machine’s pulse like a cardiogram. Deaf since a meningitis attack at sixteen, she’d learned to rebuild things—motorcycles, her life—through touch. The garage her abuela left her in San Juan’s crumbling port district smelled of grease and salt, its walls trembling whenever cargo ships groaned into the harbor.
By Rizwan Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
When Destiny Brought Two Hearts Together
Zindagi ke kuch lamhe aise hote hain jo hamesha ke liye yaadon mein bas jaate hain. Aisi hi ek kahani hai Ayaan aur Hania ki. Dono ki mulaqat bilkul achanak hui thi, lekin jaise kismet ne pehle se likh rakha ho, unka milna tay tha. Ayaan ek sheher ka ladka tha, jo apne career ke peeche bhaag raha tha. Din raat kaam karta, sapne dekhta aur unhe pura karne ki koshish mein lagaa rehta. Hania ek chhoti si town ki ladki thi, jo apne sapno mein khoyi rehti thi, lekin dil se bahut badi thi. Uska andaaz, uski muskurahat, sab kuch kuch khaas tha. Ek din Ayaan ka kaam ke silsile mein uss town mein jaana hua. Station par jab wo train ka intezaar kar raha tha, tabhi ek ladki se takra gaya — wo ladki Hania thi. Uske haathon se kitaabein gir gayi. Ayaan ne jhuk ke kitaabein uthayi aur nazar uthi toh dono ki aankhein mil gayi. Kuch pal ke liye waqt jaise tham gaya. "Sorry," Ayaan ne kaha muskurate hue. "Koi baat nahi," Hania ne halki si muskurahat ke saath jawab diya. Bas, wahi se ek ajeeb si dosti shuru hui. Pehle kuch din bas choti choti baatein hoti rahi, phir dosti gehri hoti gayi. Hania Ayaan ko uss sheher ke chhote chhote khoobsurat raaz dikhati, aur Ayaan har naye din ke saath Hania ki muskurahat mein kho jaata. Ayaan ko kab uski aadat ho gayi, use khud nahi pata chala. Aur Hania bhi jab Ayaan ke saath hoti, to duniya ka har gham bhool jaati. Dono ke darmiyan ek khamosh si mohabbat pal rahi thi, lekin dono mein se kisi mein itni himmat nahi thi ke pehle izhaar kare. Ek shaam jab suraj dhal raha tha aur aasman surkh ho gaya tha, dono ek purani lake ke paas baithe the. Hawa mein thandi si mithaas thi. Hania ne halka sa muskurate hue kaha: "Ayaan, kabhi kabhi lagta hai kuch log bas ek dafa milte hain aur zindagi bhar ke liye kuch ban jaate hain." Ayaan ne use dekha, uski aankhon mein kuch tha — ek kahani, ek ehsaas. "Hania, tum meri zindagi ki sabse khoobsurat kahani ban gayi ho," Ayaan ne dheere se kaha. Hania ke gaal surkh ho gaye. Usne sharmate hue nazar jhuka li. Pehli dafa Ayaan ne uska haath apne haath mein le liya. "Main chahta hoon ke tum meri zindagi mein hamesha ke liye raho," Ayaan ne kaha. Hania ki aankhon mein aansu the, lekin khushi ke. Usne sirf itna kaha, "Main bhi." Us raat dono ki duniya badal gayi. Ab unki mulaqat sirf dosti tak mehdood nahi rahi. Har din nayi umeedein, naye sapne aur naye ehsaas lekar aata tha. Ayaan jab apne sheher lautne laga, to uska dil bohot udaas tha, lekin usne Hania se wada kiya tha: "Main laut ke aaoonga, sirf tumhare liye." Aur waqi Ayaan apna kaam settle karke kuch mahine baad wapas aaya — is baar apne rishta lekar. Dono ke ghar walon ne shuru mein kuch chhoti chhoti chintaayen zahir ki, lekin jab unhone Ayaan aur Hania ke bepanah mohabbat dekhi, to sab razi ho gaye. Shaadi ka din aaya. Hania ek safed joda pehne, khud pari lag rahi thi. Ayaan usse dekh kar bas ek hi baat soch raha tha: "Main duniya ke sabse khushnaseeb insaan hoon." Nikaah ke lafz jab qazi sahab ke zariye ghoonj rahe the, to dono ke chehre khushi se chamak rahe the. Jab qazi sahab ne kaha, "Qubool hai?" to dono ne muskurate hue jawab diya, "Qubool hai." Us din sirf do log nahi mile, balki do roohon ka milan hua. Mohabbat jo ek chhoti si mulaqat se shuru hui thi, ab ek hamesha ke bandhan mein badal chuki thi. Ayaan aur Hania ki kahani yahi nahi khatam hoti. Har din, har saal, unka pyaar aur gehra hota gaya. Musibat aaye, khushiyan aayein, lekin dono ne kabhi ek dusre ka haath nahi chhoda. Zindagi mein aksar sab kuch perfect nahi hota, lekin jab sahi insan saath ho, to har musibat asaan lagti hai. Ayaan aur Hania ne mil kar sab kuch jhela, aur apni mohabbat ko ek misaal bana diya. Aaj bhi jab koi unse mohabbat ke bare mein poochta hai, to Hania muskura kar kehti hai: "Humari mohabbat ek kahani nahi, ek dua hai jo Allah ne qubool kar li." Aur Ayaan hamesha kehta hai: "Jab tak saans hai, Hania meri zindagi ka hissa rahegi." Kuch mohabbatein waqayi kabhi khatam nahi hoti.
By Eisa duraneabout a year ago in Fiction
A Comprehensive Analysis by David Sacks, Elon Musk's Time at DOGE and the Twitter Acquisition
Elon Musk has a long history of causing controversy, daring actions, and decisions that changed the market. From Tesla and SpaceX to his highly publicized acquisition of Twitter (now X), Musk has repeatedly demonstrated his ability to influence industries, stock prices, and even internet culture. One of the most fascinating aspects of his career has been his relationship with cryptocurrency, particularly Dogecoin (DOGE), and how it compares to his takeover of Twitter.
By Md. Khorshed Alamabout a year ago in Fiction
Beneath the Jasmine Sky
In the quiet town of Gulshanpur, where the air smelled of jasmine and evening tea, lived Mr. Shahdal — a young teacher with gentle eyes, a poetic soul, and a smile that carried the warmth of a summer afternoon. After years of studying literature abroad, he had returned to his hometown not just with knowledge, but with a heart full of dreams and memories that hadn’t faded.
By Shah saab ITabout a year ago in Fiction
Son Who Was Born Late
There was a couple who had a son in their old age. But the old man was not sure what to name his son Then he went to an astrologer to choose a name. Knowing that the son was born in old age the astrologer named him Nomol. The old man gifted him a shawl and a silver coin. Fearing that he might forget the name the old man kept saying NomolNomol repeatedly while going back. On the way Nomol changed to Nemel.
By Nikita Angelabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lantern of Lost Souls
In a small village at the edge of a vast, untamed forest, there was a legend that had been passed down for generations. It spoke of a lantern—an ancient, enchanted lantern that could lead lost souls out of darkness. But the lantern was not an ordinary one. It had the power to guide those who had lost their way in life, helping them find their purpose and light the path to their true selves.
By Mahveen khanabout a year ago in Fiction
