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The Last Coin
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

In a world of invisible transactions and silent swipes, Ezra’s shop stood as an anomaly. The hand-painted sign above his antique store read: “Cash Only.” People mocked him for it. …

Most People Don't Like the Journey, But the Destination
hamed hamed Aug 10, 2024

The studio lights bathed him in a warm glow, casting long shadows of success. The host, a seasoned pro with a practiced smile, leaned in. "You've built an empire from …

Learn Finance
dehongi dehongi Jan 17, 2024

Ali was not like other kids. He lived in a busy city, surrounded by skyscrapers and traffic, but he dreamed of money. He wanted to know how it worked, how …

You Exist! Enjoy it!
khayam khayam Jan 25, 2024

خیام اگر ز باده مستی خوش باش با ماهرخی اگر نشستی خوش باش چون عاقبت کار جهان نیستی است پندار که نیستی چو هستی خوش باش Khayyam, if you are …

The Threads of Fate | Chapter 8: The Weight of Guilt
dehongi dehongi Jan 25, 2025

The old man’s mind drifted to a time long buried in the recesses of his memory—a time when a decision, driven by fear and selfishness, had weighed heavily on him. …

In the Shadow of the Dome
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The cold wind cut through Sarah’s coat as she stood outside the Capitol, her breath visible in the icy air. She had come to Washington to see history in the …

Zaka dairy producer
zaka zaka Dec 31, 2023

Maya loved visiting her grandparents' farm in Dehong village. She loved the fresh air, the green fields, and the friendly cows. She loved helping her grandfather with the milking and …

When the rules are cruel, no rule and order, but anarchy
hamed hamed Jan 24, 2024

The dog of the farm was a tyrant. He barked at the sheep and cows, ordering them to work harder and give him more food. He threatened to bite them …

Get up and give the cup!
hafiz hafiz Jan 23, 2024

O bartender! Get up and give the cup! And do not worry about the sadness of the days! Put the cup in my hand so that I take off My …

The Last Pari
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

When the last Pari died, the skies wept for a week. Her name was Simorgha, a being of radiance who glided on winds softer than whispers. She was the last …