AFTAB KHAN
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Storyteller at heart, writing to inspire, inform, and spark conversation. Exploring ideas one word at a time.
Writing truths, weaving dreams — one story at a time.
From imagination to reality
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Donkey Business
1. Meet Petunia Harold Jenkins didn’t believe in nonsense. He liked straight lines, black coffee, and hard work. A retired postman turned accidental farmer, Harold had inherited a small patch of land in Mudflap County, population: 638 and one very angry goose.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Horror
The Weight He Carried
1. Before the World Knew His Name In the town of Millstone—a place where no one locked their doors and everyone still knew the mailman's name—there lived a man named Jacob Rowe. He was not famous, nor did he want to be. He worked as a mechanic, fixing the cars of people he’d grown up with, drinking the same coffee at the same diner every morning.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Families
The Great Mango Heist
In the small Indian village of Bhagalpur, known mostly for its stubborn cows and excellent mangoes, nothing ever really happened. And when something did happen, it usually involved someone falling into a well or stealing slippers from the temple porch.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Petlife
The King’s Tail and the Fox’s Tale
By: [Aftab khan] Once upon a not-so-distant time in the thick forests of Ranban, there lived Leo the Lion, the self-declared King of All Beasts. Leo had everything a royal jungle lion could ask for — a flowing golden mane, a deep royal growl, and a collection of shiny rocks he believed were actual treasures.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Horror
The Last Watch
By : [Aftab khan] In the fog-kissed village of Suryanagar, nestled between hills and rice fields, there lived an old man named Hari and his dog, Bhoora. Hari was a widower, long retired from his days as a postman, and Bhoora — a scrappy, mixed-breed with salt-and-pepper fur — was his only companion.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Petlife
The Silence Between Generations
The village of Narayanpur stirred each morning not with alarm clocks or smartphones, but with the rooster’s crow and the rhythmic clang of women drawing water from the well. It was a village caught between eras — its cracked mud houses and dusty courtyards whispering stories from the past, while the younger generation dreamt of distant cities they could barely pronounce.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Humans
The School Beneath the Mango Tree
In a quiet village nestled between hills and rivers in rural South Asia, there stood an old mango tree whose branches seemed to touch the sky. Its thick leaves whispered stories when the wind blew, and its roots curled into the earth like a thousand hands holding on to secrets. This tree was not just a tree — it was a school, a sanctuary, and a symbol of a boy named Arun's unyielding thirst for knowledge.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Education
The Last Letter in the Desk Drawer
Emily hadn’t expected to inherit anything. Her grandmother, Eleanor Hawthorne, had been a woman of few words and fewer affections. She was known around the sleepy seaside town of Merrow Bay as a fierce gardener, a devout letter writer, and a woman who never remarried after her husband vanished during World War II.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Families
The Quiet House on Elm ridge Lane
Every town has a house it whispers about. In Millbrook, that house was 47 Elmridge Lane. It sat at the edge of town like a secret someone tried to bury but forgot to dig deep enough. The yard was wild—thistles sprouting like sentinels, ivy crawling up the walls like green veins. The shutters hung crooked, sighing in the wind. And always, the curtains moved, even when no one was home.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Families
The Powder Keg Ignites: A Story of Ambition, Alliances, and the Road to World War I
Prologue: A Peaceful Continent Beneath a Boiling Surface (1890–1905) At the turn of the 20th century, Europe glittered like a crown under the sun. Its empires were vast, its monarchs grand, and its cities vibrant. There was a sense of triumph in the air—science, industry, and art flourished. Yet, behind the grandeur, whispers of tension echoed across courts and capitals. Beneath the illusion of peace lay old grievances, new ambitions, and a web of treaties waiting to be tested.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Earth
Brothers of the Field
By: [Aftab khan] In a quiet village nestled between rolling hills and golden fields, lived two brothers: Ravi, the elder at 17, and Karan, just 13. They had grown up under the same roof, in a small, thatched house with their mother and father. Life wasn’t luxurious, but it was peaceful—until one summer morning changed everything.
By AFTAB KHAN7 months ago in Interview
