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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The Jinn Fled
This short story was narrated by my grandson Taimoor, who is thirteen years old. He heard it from the family of his friend Zain Ali. Zain Ali’s mother, Nusrat Bibi, loves Taimoor like her own son. She is a pious, well-mannered, kind-hearted, and refined woman.
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Earth
Luck
The ways of fate are strange and unpredictable. What a person plans rarely turns out as expected. Aunt had searched far and wide for a suitable bride for Heer. She examined many girls, visiting every neighborhood and household. Her feet ached, her back stiffened, yet none matched her standards. Some were too short, others too tall; some were chubby, others frail; some had dull complexions, others pale like turnips. Every girl in the vicinity, every cousin and niece, was considered, but none suited her grandson Nabeel.
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Journal
The Effect of Advice
Hazrat Sheikh Saadi once said that a king’s service has two aspects: first, the hope of livelihood, and second, the risk to one’s life. According to the advice of wise people, one should never endanger their life for the mere hope of earning a livelihood.
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Humans
Those Red Eyes
I had never seen a bird like this before. Its entire body was covered in black feathers, and its red eyes filled me with such terror that I started running. The recitation of Ayat al-Kursi ran continuously on my tongue, and my eyes were brimming with tears.
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Fiction
The Revenge of the Dead
This story takes us back fifteen years, when Asif and Rizwan were medical students. One day, while studying human anatomy in class, their teacher announced, “Dear students, after the upcoming two holidays for the Islamic festival, I will take a full test on the human skeleton.”
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Horror
Wounds of Relationship
At a wedding, I encountered an old acquaintance. She greeted me warmly, and I sat nearby. From the moment she saw me, it was clear she was delighted. She said she had been wanting to meet me for a long time, expressing a mixture of joy and relief at finally getting the chance.
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Humans
The Dark Woman
Nazia felt suffocated behind the black, cruel bars of the prison. Separation from loved ones was unbearable. Day and night, she wept for the past, yet her tears were useless. Time could not reach her. Events from her life played before her like a vivid film. Any woman who taunted her would hear her reply bitterly:
By Sudais Zakwan15 days ago in Humans
The Punishment of Murder
It was one o’clock at night, and Kamran was awake. Sleep had abandoned him, as if it had parted from him forever. His life had become a torment; he was alive, yet not truly living. His body was merely breathing—his mind trapped in despair. He sat in the jail cell, staring at the walls, which seemed to radiate terror. Loneliness gnawed at him from all sides.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Longevity
The Locked Room
The Locked Room “There are spirits in the locked room upstairs, which is why no one goes there.” This incident happened almost thirty years ago and it is something I experienced myself. At that time, I had come to Sukkur for my job. My maternal uncle lived there, so I stayed at his house for a few days until I could arrange separate accommodation. I had come to my uncle’s house after many years. In childhood, I used to visit occasionally with my mother.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Art
Living with Spirit
A ferry was standing at the New York seashore, the one that carries people to the Statue of Liberty. However, to board the ferry, one first had to buy a ticket. Since it was the weekend, there was a huge crowd, and the ferry was packed to capacity. People standing in line were waiting for the second and third ferries under the scorching sun, holding Coke, burgers, juice, and movie cameras in their hands.
By Sudais Zakwan16 days ago in Humans
