Abdullah Shahid

     They spiraled up the endless ascent, tired, barely breathing, hearts punching, yearning for discovery, for redemption. To redeem themselves, to prove their worth. The tower felt like it would go on forever. The duo proceeded with utmost caution. Thinking that there would be little traps set up to scare. Ohh but she plays far too well then that. If she set up this wretched metropolis, she could've set many traps irreplaceable. Yet she assumed no one would ever even get this far. Let alone free him. "What's the deal with that shadow guy?" Johanne rolled her eyes after asking such a benevolent question. But she kept moving. Her goal? To not look back to where she came from. To do something that would get her at least a little bit of recognition from her ignorant father. "Whatever his deal is, that guy saved our lives twice now, we gotta be grateful" Oliver whispered, while keeping his pace steady, to not stop when he has come so far. "Who do you think...

 Every day, we wake up to a beautiful day, go ahead and have our breakfast, choose our clothes for the day, and then get in a car to go to school. Yet, we never notice how we have all we do. How do we get a fresh, warm meal every day? A closet filled with choices? How do we have a car to ride in? How do we have a roof to live under, how do we have everything a human can need, and more?      It's time to notice the silent pillar of support that keeps us going and keeps our lives running smoothly. When have you ever had to worry about feeding your family while living with your parents? Never. Since birth till adulthood, we've depended on our fathers to help us become who we are. They are the reason we didn't starve to death when we were toddlers. They are the reason we flex our wrists to show people expensive watches, because our fathers gave us money to buy them. All the consoles, the phones, the devices, they were all bought not with your money, but your father's. Th...

 What Is Time Confetti? Confetti is another name for fragmentation. Like tiny pieces of something scattered around. Time Confetti refers to the fragmentation of time; When you have a million different tasks lined up, and you end up achieving none like you could with complete productivity. This just creates different fragments of your brain, each working on a different task, so you never have enough energy or psychological strength to work with productivity or think about tasks deeply. It can have various effects on your brain and your productivity levels,  What it does to you: Simultaneous exhaustion, When you have one task after another lined up, you never actually get enough time for relaxation or leisure. You get caught up in a cycle of endless frustration and work, which only leads to more problems. Without giving time to yourself and your loved ones, others begin to feel unnoticed, you get extremely exhausted, and even depressed. Your routine becomes tangled, and you begi...

Your ability to question heavily influences responses. It is a vital skill in the skill set of communication. Without it, your communicative arsenal is incomplete. These are the three key points that will aid you in every conversation. Keep It Simple, People adore concise questions. When urged towards complications, they find themselves too confused to answer. Thus, a simple answer becomes harder to respond than intended. This further leads to misunderstandings and can be harmful to any relation. Which is why simplicity holds the most significance. Instead of asking something like "Which profession do you plan on choosing after you grow up?" use something like "Which profession will you choose?". Both questions use the same word bank, yet one is simpler and easier to comprehend, while the other feels like a jumble of words. A concise and simple question leads to fast, and relevant answers. Clarity is key, Let's say you're asking your friend an opinion on whi...

When they next woke, they were surprised to see the once-blooming valley covered in mist. Making it appear like hues of black and blue. And atop the mountain, waited the most powerful mist. Something not meant to be reached. Johanne got up early, her excitement was undeniably crazy. And Oliver slept in late. He slept and slept until Johanne finally had to break his slumber. “How the hell are you going to awaken a sleeping beast if you yourself are asleep?” Johanne annoyingly asked the sleeping Oliver. He finally woke up and was coldly welcomed by the Black-blue mist covering the valley. It was unnatural. But then again, wasn’t everything on this wretched island? He got up, and Johanne started brewing some more fresh Wildberry stew. Afterwards, Johanne started unpacking their hiking gear. Her heart filled with triumph and the weird feelings of destiny. Even though no such thing ever existed. They stood prepared, at the very foot of the mountain, ahead of the haunted forest of lost souls...

Some ancient ones believe, that in a prison faraway, the embodiment of metamorphosis , the essence of reality , the concealer of inter-dimensional rifts , and the long lost Master of Manipulation , is waiting for someone…someone that would come to break his chains, to free him, to reawaken the spirit that once cut so deep . So that all can come to an end…Once and for all.  “Wake up, idiot! We have a tomb to find.”  Here speaks Johanne, a neglected explorer who believes that she is destined to find one of the most powerful sources of energy to have ever roamed this planet. (Even though we all know that it isn’t going to happen). She is trying to wake up her foolish assistant that is busy sleeping in a cave due to their last encounter with a grizzly bear] “Ugh! How the hell did I get stuck with such a bonehead like you? Hurry up, we have to find that tomb...” hastily and annoyingly exclaimed Johanne. (She’s a total freak) “Will you stop it? I’m tired of your imaginary quest...