Badhan Sen
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Myself Badhan, I am a professional writer.I like to share some stories with my friends.
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A letter to my future self
Hello Future Me, I hope this letter finds you thinkl, thriving, and living the life you once dreamed of. As I sit here writing, I am filled with hope, ambition, and an unshakable belief in the person you have become. So much has happened on this journey, and I want to take a moment to reflect on where you started, the struggles you faced, and the victories you achieved.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Fiction
A child’s laughter in the park
A child’s laughter in the park carries a melody of pure joy, like the ringing of bells on a sunny day, light and carefree. It dances in the air, unburdened by time or worry, and wraps itself around the moment, drawing attention to the simplicity of life.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Humans
The sound of rain on the window
The sound of rain on the window is one of nature’s most soothing symphonies, a melody that resonates deep within the soul. It begins as a soft whisper, a light tap that barely catches your attention, but soon it grows into a rhythmic patter, a steady pulse that seems to echo the beat of your heart. It’s the kind of sound that wraps around you like a warm blanket on a cold day, offering comfort and serenity.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
The smell of fresh coffee
Ah, the smell of fresh coffee! It’s an aroma that seems to dance in the air, weaving its way into the very fabric of your morning. You can almost feel the warmth of the brew before it even touches your lips. Imagine the sound of the coffee machine humming softly, its rhythmic pulse a promise of the day’s first indulgence.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
Daily Life & Simple Joys
In the hustle and bustle of modern life, it’s easy to overlook the small, everyday moments that make life truly rich. We often focus on the big achievements, the milestones, and the goals we’re striving to reach. Yet, it’s the simple joys—the fleeting, ordinary pleasures—that really shape our days and make them meaningful.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Humans
The last unicorn’s journey
In a world forgotten by time, where the moonlight felt the silver waves of the ocean, and the stars whispered ancient songs, there lived a unicorn—the last unicorn. She roamed the hills of a hidden valley, where no man had ever set foot, and the air was thick with magic.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
A spell Gone terribly wrong
Leona had always been fascinated by magic. From a young age, she devoured every book on the subject, longing to harness the power that could change the world. The old, dusty library in her grandmother’s attic was her sanctuary, a place where she could lose herself in the world of spells, potions, and enchantments. But her grandmother, ever cautious, always warned her, “Not all magic is meant to be tampered with.”
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
The forgotten magic of the earth
In the hustle and bustle of modern life, we often forget the profound connection we once had with the earth. There was a time when people knew that the soil, the wind, the trees, and the water were more than just elements of the environment. They were part of an ancient, mystical cycle, a force that had a rhythm and purpose beyond human comprehension. This forgotten magic of the earth was once a central part of life. Yet, with time and technological advancement, much of that wisdom has faded into the shadows of history.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Fiction
A war between devil
The war between the devils had been brewing for centuries, deep in the underworld where darkness ruled and flames danced in eternal conflict. Two factions had long been at odds: the Legion of Scorn, led by the powerful Lord Azrak, and the Brotherhood of the Forsaken, commanded by the ruthless Queen Seraphine. Their armies were vast, composed of demons, fallen angels, and all manner of dark creatures who reveled in chaos and destruction.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Fiction
The Bird who lost her wings
Once, high in the sky, there was a young bird named Zia. She was known for her brilliant blue feathers and the joy she brought to everyone with her melodic songs. Zia lived in a lush forest, perched in the tallest tree, where she could see the whole world below her. Every day, she would stretch her wings and soar through the skies, feeling the wind beneath her and singing tunes that echoed through the trees.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
A lost city beneath the sea
Deep beneath the waves of the vast, endless ocean lies a city that time forgot. The city’s existence was once only a myth, a legend passed down through generations of sailors and adventurers who spoke of its splendor. Now, modern technology has uncovered its ruins, though its true story remains shrouded in mystery.
By Badhan Senabout a year ago in Earth
