Sudais Zakwan
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Sudais Zakwan – Storyteller of Emotions
Sudais Zakwan is a passionate story writer known for crafting emotionally rich and thought-provoking stories that resonate with readers of all ages. With a unique voice and creative flair.
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Trust in Allah
Many years had passed since I last spoke loudly to my mother. I still vividly remember the words my father spoke that day, which silenced my voice and left a deep impression on me. He said, “Son, if after all your education you have not learned how to treat your elders, then don’t even think about going to college tomorrow. What is the use of education if it doesn’t make you a good human being? Even an uneducated man sifting mud outside a goldsmith’s shop often earns more than many educated people.” Those words stayed with me, shaping my understanding of respect, morality, and the real purpose of learning.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 4 hours ago in Filthy
Happiness
In the northern region of India, there was a beautiful and clean village called Tara Pur. This was at a time when the sun’s rising and setting painted the sky in golden hues, the sweet song of the koel bird filled the air, the cooing of pigeons and chirping of sparrows created a lively symphony, and women would carry pots to fetch water from the well. Farmers worked diligently in their fields, and everywhere, lush greenery stretched as far as the eye could see, making it appear as if someone had laid out a green carpet across the village. These simple, natural sights delighted the hearts of the villagers.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 4 hours ago in Families
I Am a Paper
Dear children! I am a notebook, my price is only 100 rupees. I am white, with red and green lines printed on me, and my cover is laminated in black with the monogram of “Chaand Copy House,” which adds to my dignity. I lived proudly at Haji Book Depot, surrounded by other notebooks and copies that were less beautiful and cheaper than me. Among them, the yellow notebooks made from low-quality paper seemed very inferior, and I used to feel proud that I was different.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 4 hours ago in Journal
The Moon of Hope
Years of conflict had cast long shadows over Commander Wail’s homeland. Even as a child, he had been surrounded by conversations of war. His parents, both doctors, often stayed awake at night, anxious over the safety of their country, the devastating consequences of battles, and the lives of countless children. Young Wail would return from school, his mind heavy with thoughts, hearing his classmates discuss the horrors of war. He often wondered why everyone seemed consumed by fear and destruction.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 4 hours ago in Art
They slept for 300 years
Thousands of years ago, in Rome, there ruled a cruel king named “Dacius,” known in Arabic as “Decianus.” He was a tyrant who worshipped idols and rejected the One True God. Yet, among his people, some wise and thoughtful individuals realized that the idols were lifeless objects, wrongly revered as gods.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 8 hours ago in Filthy
The People of the Cave
Thousands of years ago, there lived a king in Rome named Decius (known in Arabic as Daqyanus). He was a cruel ruler who did not believe in Allah and worshipped idols instead. He forced his people to bow before these idols and punished anyone who opposed them. However, among this idol-worshipping nation, there were a few wise and thoughtful young men who believed that these idols made of stone and clay could not be gods.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 8 hours ago in Horror
Beyond the Window
Two critically ill men shared a hospital room, united by pain, silence, and long hours of waiting. Both were so weak that even sitting up was a struggle. Only one of them, whose bed was placed beside the room’s single window, was allowed to sit upright for an hour each day. The other man remained flat on his back at all times, staring at the ceiling, dependent on sounds and words to connect him to life beyond the walls.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 8 hours ago in Journal
An Unusual Bond
It is often said that only brave people make life-changing decisions, and Tariq was one of them. Elders say that marriages are made in the heavens; I had heard this many times, but when curiosity turned into reality, my eyes were truly opened. We are all subject to divine will—every particle in the universe moves by God’s command.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 8 hours ago in Art
Revenge of the Soul
The incident dates back to 1904. A man once said to me that near the shrine of Hazrat Khwaja Nizamuddin Auliya (Delhi), there was no well, and the water of the baoli was brackish. He offered to build a well near the eastern gate of the shrine if I permitted it. I agreed, saying that sweet water was badly needed and perhaps a well would provide it.
By Sudais Zakwanabout 8 hours ago in Horror
