fact or fiction
Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.
The Stranger on the 4:15 Train
The Stranger on the 4:15 Train I never believed in fate, or signs from the universe, or any of that poetic nonsense people write songs about. I believed in timetables, to-do lists, and the cold reliability of public transportation.
By noor ul aminabout a year ago in Humans
THE FIRST TIME I WAS SEEN
I still remember the nervous flutter in my stomach as I stood in front of the mirror, trying on my third outfit of the evening. My room looked like a hurricane had swept through it—clothes tossed everywhere, shoes mismatched, and cologne lingering too heavily in the air. It was just a date, I told myself. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t just any date. It was my first date.
By noor ul aminabout a year ago in Humans
A LOVE THAT STAYED
The ancient grandfather clock in the study, a silent sentinel of time, ticked away the moments as Elias, his hands gnarled with age but surprisingly steady, carefully placed a faded photograph back into its worn leather album. The image showed a young man and woman, their faces alight with an unburdened joy, standing by a blooming cherry tree. It was a spring day, much like the one outside his window, where the first tentative blossoms were unfurling their delicate petals. Elias smiled, a crinkle of warmth around his eyes. He was 92 now, and the woman in the photograph, his beloved Clara, had been gone for fifteen years. Yet, looking at the picture, it felt like yesterday.
By noor ul aminabout a year ago in Humans
The Echo of Empty Rooms
I was twelve when I first realized that silence could be heavy. Not just absence-of-sound heavy, but thick—like molasses in the air. The kind of quiet that clings to your skin, seeps into your bones, and hums in the corners of rooms long after voices are gone.
By Abuzar khanabout a year ago in Humans
My Smart Fridge Is Trying to Ruin My Life
Title: My Smart Fridge Is Trying to Ruin My Life Story: It all started innocently enough. I bought a smart fridge because it was on sale and had a touchscreen. That’s it. That’s all it took to invite digital chaos into my kitchen.
By Wings of Time about a year ago in Humans
The Echoes of Stardust
The old lighthouse, battered by centuries of salt-laced winds and the relentless kiss of the Solent, had always been Elias Thorne’s sanctuary. Its stoic granite walls held the whispers of countless storms and the quiet hum of the tides, a symphony he’d known since childhood. Elias, a man whose hands were as calloused as the ancient timbers of his boat and whose eyes held the same deep, thoughtful grey as the winter sea, wasn't looking for love. He was looking for constellations.His life was a quiet rhythm of dawn patrols, mending nets, and evenings spent hunched over maps of the night sky, charting the ethereal ballet of distant nebulae. The lighthouse, perched on the craggy cliffs of the Isle of Wight, offered an unparalleled vantage point. It was here, amidst the creak of the rotating lamp and the distant cry of gulls, that he felt closest to the vast, indifferent beauty of the universe.
By noor ul aminabout a year ago in Humans
