Bad habits

Internet Fiber Blockade Disrupts Life in Afghanistan
Internet Fiber Blockade Disrupts Life in Afghanistan In recent months, Afghans have faced yet another crisis, one that is less visible than violence in the streets but just as damaging to daily life. The disruption and partial blockade of Afghanistan’s internet fiber network has cut off millions of people from reliable access to the digital world. This breakdown has affected businesses, education, healthcare, and communication, leaving many to feel isolated in an already fragile environment.
By Roman raufi7 months ago in Confessions
Two strangers seated side-by-side on a long overnight train ride. Content Warning.
The notebook feels cheap under my fingers, the cardboard cover flimsy. This pen is already starting to skip. But it’s midnight, and the train is a dark serpent sliding through the sleeping countryside, and I can’t sleep. The hum is in my bones. That low, metallic thrumming that feels like being inside a giant, moving creature. It’s the sound of distance being eaten. The sound of leaving.
By Chahat Kaur7 months ago in Confessions
The Things We Do in the Dark. Content Warning.
October 12th I saw him again today. It’s stupid, really. The way my body reacts. A full-system reboot from a thirty-second interaction in a coffee line. It’s not even about the words. It’s about the space between them.
By Chahat Kaur7 months ago in Confessions
The Prize Hunter and the Junkyard Trick
The Prize Hunter and the Junkyard Lesson BY:Khan Bashir Ahmed Bhatti, my old friend, has an unusual obsession. He is always chasing after prize schemes. Over the years, he has won several items through lucky draws—small and big prizes alike. A washing machine, a motorcycle, household appliances—he has collected them all, free of cost.
By Khan 7 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The fluorescent lights are too bright and they're humming secrets I can't quite catch. My feet are moving before my brain catches up—through the automatic doors, past the reception desk where the woman is staring (she knows something), into the parking lot where the air tastes like metal and fear.
By Parsley Rose 7 months ago in Confessions
A House Divided: When a Father’s Betrayal Shattered a Family
A House Divided BY:Khan Khalid Mahmood Ashraf’s life took a turn the day his wife, Bushra, fell seriously ill. For years, she had been the heart of their home — the mother of five daughters and two sons, the anchor of a bustling household. But this time, when she was admitted to the hospital after her third heart attack, the doctors shook their heads grimly. “Pray for her recovery,” they told the family, “the rest is in God’s hands.”
By Khan 7 months ago in Confessions
My Long Battle with Excessive Sweating — and the 4 Life-Changing Hacks That Finally Worked
I am a 32-year-old man, and for more than a decade I carried a heavy secret that affected almost every part of my life: excessive underarm sweating. It started when I was around twenty, and at first, I thought it was just normal. But as the years went by, it became something that completely shaped my social life, my confidence, and even my career.
By zinat7 months ago in Confessions
Grandpa’s Nighttime Tale: The Thousand-Year-Old Al-Azhar
A Nighttime Tale: Grandpa’s Story About Al-Azhar BY:Ubaid “Hey children! You’re still awake?” Grandpa Aslam’s voice broke the silence of the living room. He had just walked in and found Maryam and Abdullah glued to a mobile phone, playing a video game with intense focus. His tone carried a mix of surprise and mild disapproval.
By Ubaid 7 months ago in Confessions
The Promise That Shattered My Life
A Promise That Shattered My Life BY:Khan Every morning at seven, I arrived at the agency, ready to dive into the day’s work. One morning, around ten, the postman handed me a letter. As I opened it, I found myself reading the words of a woman who had written:
By Khan 7 months ago in Confessions
The Phone That Stole My Sister’s Life
The Phone That Stole My Sister’s Life BY:Khan Kiran woke Noor one morning with a scolding she meant as affection. “Kiran, get up — it’s morning. You stay up on your phone all night and then pretend you don’t hear the alarm. What do people even talk about on the phone all night? It’s nonsense, a waste of time.” Noor rubbed her eyes, used to Kiran’s teasing. They were only two daughters at home now; their father had died and their mother worked long hours cleaning houses to make ends meet.
By Khan 7 months ago in Confessions
Scattered Thoughts of a 36 Year Old Woman
I’ve always been a woman with so much love to give, and so much love in my heart, I’ve just never known where to direct it. People don’t notice someone like me in the grand scheme of things, but maybe I think if I can at least touch one person’s heart, the world could be better. If only it were that easy.
By Slgtlyscatt3red7 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 22
It is definitely a lesson for people to learn about the awful facts of life. I can honestly tell that the social experiment I performed on myself and my findings regarding the causes of alcoholism caused me a great deal of suffering.
By TheNaeth7 months ago in Confessions