Flash Stories

The road to success and the road to financial independence

hamed Jan. 23, 2024, 5:52 p.m.

He had always dreamed of becoming a writer, but he knew it was a risky career choice. He needed money to pay his bills, to support his family, to live a decent life. He couldn't afford to quit his job and pursue his passion.

So he decided to work hard and save up enough money to become financially independent. He thought that once he had enough savings, he could quit his job and focus on his writing. He thought that was the road to success.

But he soon realized that saving money was not easy. He had to work long hours, deal with stress, and sacrifice his hobbies and leisure. He had to postpone his dreams and put them on hold. He thought that was the road to financial independence.

He became frustrated and unhappy. He felt like he was trapped in a vicious cycle. He wondered if he would …

The Secret

hamed Jan. 15, 2024, 4:39 p.m.

David felt a surge of panic as he heard Sarah's footsteps approaching the bedroom. He quickly turned off the light and pretended to be asleep, hoping that she would leave him alone.

He knew that she wanted to be intimate with him, to feel his touch, his kiss, his embrace. He knew that she deserved it, that she was a loving and faithful wife, and that he was a lucky man to have her.

But he couldn't do it. He couldn't bring himself to be intimate with her, or with anyone. He couldn't overcome the fear that gripped his heart, the fear that stemmed from a dark secret, a secret that he had kept hidden for years.

David was a victim of childhood abuse. When he was a young boy, he had suffered at the hands of an older neighbor, who had violated him in unspeakable ways. The memories of …

Get up and give the cup!

hafiz Jan. 23, 2024, 3:14 p.m.

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 Sufi and ascetic clothes.

Although it is notoriety in the eyes of the wise
We do not want the stigma and the fame

Give the wine! How long do we want to stay in our pride and arrogance?
Dust on the head, the unfulfilled soul

The sigh of my moaning chest
The fuel of these ignorant depressed people

The insider of the secret of my lovelorn hearth
I don't see anyone not in familiar nor in stranger

My mind, conscience and heart are happy with my lover
Who took the peace from my heart suddenly and completely

Anyone who sees my love who is slim such a cedar tree
He doesn't want to look at the cypress tree in the grass.

Hafiz! Be patient day and night in …

The Last Twenty

hamed Jan. 7, 2024, 12:43 p.m.

He had it all planned out. Work hard until 60, save enough for retirement, enjoy his golden years with his wife and grandchildren, and die peacefully at 75. That was the average life expectancy, after all.

But fate had other plans. His wife died of cancer at 62, leaving him alone and heartbroken. His children moved away to pursue their careers, rarely visiting or calling. His savings dwindled as inflation and medical bills ate away at his pension. He had no friends, no hobbies, no purpose.

He wished he could die, but his body refused to give up. He survived a stroke, a heart attack, and a car accident. He endured chronic pain, depression, and loneliness. He watched the world change around him, becoming more alien and hostile with each passing year.

He lived to 95, but he stopped living long ago. He spent his last twenty years in a …

Financial Independance Equals Being Wealthy?

dehongi Jan. 11, 2024, 5:24 p.m.

Sarah and David were two friends who grew up in the same neighborhood. Sarah was always ambitious and hardworking, and she eventually became a successful lawyer. David, on the other hand, was more laid-back and preferred to pursue his passions, which included playing music and writing.

Sarah was very proud of her career and her financial success. She had a big house, a fancy car, and all the latest gadgets. However, Sarah was often stressed and unhappy. She worked long hours and was constantly worried about money.

David, on the other hand, was much happier. He didn't have a lot of money, but he didn't need it. He was able to live comfortably on his music and writing income, and he had a lot of free time to pursue his passions.

Sarah and David often talked about their different lives. Sarah often envied David's freedom and happiness, while David often …

For these days are fleeting and will not return

khayam Jan. 20, 2024, 7:03 p.m.

با دوستان می‌نوش و گل بر سر بنه
کاین روزها رفتنی‌اند و بر نمی‌گردند
با خود بگو که چه کار داری با دی و فردا
کاین دم که داری بیا و بر لب ما بنه

Drink wine with friends and put a flower on your head
For these days are fleeting and will not return
Tell yourself what business do you have with yesterday and tomorrow
This moment that you have, come and put it on our lips

Story:

They met at a tavern, two strangers in a foreign land. They shared a table, a bottle of wine, and a conversation. They laughed at the absurdity of life, the futility of chasing the past or the future, and the beauty of the present moment.

They decided to leave the tavern together, and walk along the moonlit streets. They stopped at a garden, where they plucked some flowers and put them on their heads. They kissed under …

Small Talks

hamed Jan. 18, 2024, 7:54 p.m.

He had never been to a big city before. He had grown up in a small village, where everyone knew each other and everything was familiar. He liked his simple life, but he also wanted to see the world. So, when his cousin invited him to visit him in the capital, he agreed.

He was amazed by the city. The skyscrapers, the traffic, the noise, the crowds. He felt like a fish out of water. He missed the fresh air, the green fields, the friendly faces of his village. He felt lonely and lost.

But he also discovered something new. He realized that in the city, he could be anyone he wanted to be. He could talk to strangers on the metro and in cabs, and share his thoughts and feelings without the fear of judgments. He could enjoy a conversation knowing he never would see that person again. He …

azriel is lost. again..

ziamaiko Jan. 12, 2024, 4:30 p.m.

i feel lost. everyone feels lost at times.
and now i do.
it's feels like.. i don't belong to nothing and nobody.
aky is not like me. he is the bearer of the word of freedom. he belongs to everything and everywhere.
sometimes i get too angry with him. he is very reckless. he always makes the stupidest decisions.
«i don't know if you have ever heard the word "future" or not.»
boundless happiness shines in his eyes. «yea.. zayn always say it.»
i sigh. «you should have goals. like i do. and try hard for them.»
«we can achieve it together.» he says, smiling innocently.
«i can do it myself.»
«but you'll reach your limits. i guess i did.»
«i have no limits.»
he frowns. and it's the first time i see aky like that. but still, he's so harmless. «at the end of the day, we have our friends! and they'll help me if i was tired.» he smiles again. …

Remould

khayam Jan. 25, 2024, 10:44 a.m.

گر بر فلکم دست بدی چون یزدان
بر داشتمی من این فلک را ز میان

از نو فلکی دگر چنان ساختمی
کازاده به کام دل رسیدی آسان

If, like God, I had the ability to create the world
I would destroy this world
I would build such a world again
that man can freely reach his heart's content

Story:

She was a dancer who had a dream. She wanted to perform on the biggest stage, to dazzle the audience, to impress the critics. She had a talent for movement, a grace for expression, a flair for style.

She practiced every day, every night, every chance. She auditioned for every show, every role, every opportunity. She worked hard, she improved, she progressed.

But she also faced a lot of rejection, a lot of disappointment, a lot of frustration. She faced a lot of competition, a lot of pressure, a lot of stress. She faced a lot …

Directed By Fear

dehongi Jan. 13, 2024, 8:17 p.m.

The alarm clock rang, but Anna did not want to get up. She had a big presentation at work today, and she was terrified of speaking in front of her boss and colleagues. She had spent the whole night tossing and turning, imagining all the ways she could mess up. What if she forgot her lines? What if she stuttered or mumbled? What if they laughed at her or criticized her? She wished she could just stay in bed and avoid the whole ordeal.

She reached for her phone and typed a message to her manager. She lied that she was feeling sick and asked for a day off. She hoped he would understand and reschedule the presentation. She hit send and waited for his reply. She felt a surge of relief, followed by a pang of guilt. She knew she was letting her team down, but she also felt …