Abdul Qayyum
Bio
I am retired professor of English Language. I am fond of writing articles and short stories . I also wrote books on amazon kdp. My first Language is Urdu and I tried my best to teach my students english language ,
Stories (104/0)
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Within the Social Media Age, no story goes viral quite like those established within the common however frightening encounters of cutting edge dating. This one begins with Emma, a 23-year-old realistic architect living within the heart of the city. New out of a long-term relationship, she finds herself reluctantly drawn to the world of online dating. It's a Saturday night when she matches with Alex, a man in his early thirties. He's charming, witty, and their discussion streams easily.
By Abdul Qayyumabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
"Puppy Misplaced within the Wilderness"
Once upon a time, profound within the heart of the towering mountains, a youthful puppy named Max found himself alone in a thick wilderness. Max was a little, cushy brilliant retriever with wide, guiltless eyes and a heart full of boldness. He had been isolated from his mother amid a sudden and fierce storm that had cleared through their domestic within the valley underneath.
By Abdul Qayyum4 days ago in Fiction
A Night at Araby
The rain had started to fall steadily, filling the nighttime air with a rhythmic pattern. The child anxiously awaited his uncle's return inside the poorly lit home on North Richmond Street. He had been thinking about the Araby market for days, a land of magic and dreams, and its promise. He yearned to return with something special for Mangan's sister, the girl whose kind smile and soft spoken words had won him over.
By Abdul Qayyum5 days ago in Fiction
A Frigid Experience
When I was seventeen, I had a schedule. Four times a week, I would hit the exercise center and after that ride the transport home. It was a comforting design, a sense of commonality in my adolescent life. One Sunday evening, in any case, that schedule took an unforeseen turn, getting to be a night I would never disregard.
By Abdul Qayyum6 days ago in Fiction
My Life Story
In this article, I need to tell you my story but with genuine pieces of my life. 4-year-old Jaiki: Hello there! Genuine photons that bounced off my confront hit a sensor, made a current that made a attractive field—flipping a few spaces on attractive tape, which was afterward replayed, reproducing the current, passed into a computer, digitized into zeros and ones, radiated to your gadget, which reproduces the light that's hitting your eyes right presently.
By Abdul Qayyum7 days ago in Fiction
The Mystery To Victory
Once upon a time, there was a youthful man who worked at a production line. His tutor, an ancient specialist, instructed him to talk less, do more, and never stop creating his abilities in each angle of the factory's operations. Then a long time afterward, the ancient man resigned, and the youthful man got to be a professional himself. He kept on doing his work with the same commitment and timelessness as he was instructed.
By Abdul Qayyum9 days ago in Fiction
Update of the Undead
The energy was discernible in Jacob's living room as he and his companions crouched around his state-of-the-art gaming setup. The long-awaited overhaul for their favorite frightfulness diversion, "Interminable Bad Dreams," had been discharged. Promising unparalleled authenticity and drenching, the upgrade had been the conversation of the gaming community for months. Jacob, Emma, Scratch, and Lisa—avid gamers and tech enthusiasts—couldn't hold up to jump in.
By Abdul Qayyum10 days ago in Fiction
The Ghost in the Algorithm
Jackson Areas inclined back in his chair, gazing at the code on his screen. As a computer program engineer at SynTech, he was no stranger to long evenings and persistent due dates. However, this evening felt distinctive. Something around the lines of code before him appeared off, nearly as in case they were whispering privileged insights fair past his comprehension.
By Abdul Qayyum11 days ago in Fiction
The Quiet Library
The Quiet Library Within the heart of an ancient city, covered in fog and history, there stood an overlooked library. Its stone exterior was worn by time, ivy inching up its dividers, as in the event that nature herself looked for to recover the stories inside. On one especially inauspicious, stormy evening, Sophia, an essayist battling with an onerous writer's square, found herself meandering the overly complex boulevards, her feet driving her to this dismissed landmark of information.
By Abdul Qayyum12 days ago in Fiction
The Night's Whisper
The Night's Whisper Jenna's strides reverberated delicately as she meandered through the thick woodland. The towering trees with their contorted branches appeared to reach out to her, their bent shapes casting spooky shadows within the moonlight. The takes off stirred with whispers she couldn't very make out, filling her with a sense of premonition. The discussion was cool and soggy, chilling her to the bone. She knew she was imagining, but the striking quality of it all made it feel stunningly genuine. Each night, the woodland got to be more point by point, more lively, and with it, Jenna's sense of direness developed.
By Abdul Qayyum13 days ago in Fiction
Winepress House
**Winepress House| Winepress Christian Church** Settled within the heart of a bustling city, in the midst of a mosaic of towering high rises and notable buildings, stood Winepress Christian Church. Its white steeple comes towards the sky, a guide of trust and haven in the midst of the urban sprawl. For numerous, it was more than fair a put of revere; it was a domestic.
By Abdul Qayyum13 days ago in Families