Fazal Hadi
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Hello, I’m Fazal Hadi, a motivational storyteller who writes honest, human stories that inspire growth, hope, and inner strength.
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Why I Still Believe in Love (Despite Everything)
Why I Still Believe in Love (Despite Everything) Love wasn’t something I was raised to trust. Growing up, I watched two people who were supposed to love each other forget how. My parents’ relationship was more of a cold war than a connection. There was no affection in the little things—no hand-holding, no soft smiles, no warmth in “how was your day?” They didn’t talk. They snapped. They didn’t listen. They waited to reply. Eventually, they became two strangers who shared a last name and a kitchen.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Humans
The Power of Networking in Career Advancement
I used to believe that hard work alone would take me where I wanted to go. Early in my career, I kept my head down, met deadlines, and let my resume do the talking. I rarely attended company events, almost never engaged on LinkedIn, and the thought of “networking” made me cringe. It felt fake, like pretending to care about people just to get ahead.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Journal
Breathe, Bend, Begin Again: How Yoga Helped Me Reclaim Balance
The Breaking Point Two years ago, I found myself in a place I didn’t recognize. On paper, life looked fine. I had a decent job in marketing, a one-bedroom apartment in a quiet part of town, and a busy social life. But inside, I was spinning.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Longevity
What School Never Taught Me About Success
Success. It’s a word that gets thrown around constantly, printed in bold on graduation cards, whispered in career planning meetings, and dangled like a prize at the end of every academic achievement. From the time we enter school, we’re taught—implicitly and explicitly—that success is a formula: good grades + college degree = a good life.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Education
The 90-Day Promise: How One SMART Goal Changed My Life
Three years ago, I sat alone in a coffee shop with my head in my hands and a cold cup of coffee in front of me. I had just gotten off the phone with my landlord who reminded me—again—that rent was due in four days. My bank account was a joke. My job was going nowhere. My health was declining. And worst of all, I had absolutely no plan.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Motivation
The Unseen Hero: My Father's Silent Struggles
My earliest memories of my father are quiet ones. Not loud laughs or booming lectures, but moments stitched together by silence, sweat, and soft gestures. He wasn’t the type to teach life lessons with words. He taught them with action—the kind of action that often went unnoticed by everyone except the people who needed it most.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Families
