Fazal Hadi

Joined May 2025

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Hello, I’m Fazal Hadi, a motivational storyteller who writes honest, human stories that inspire growth, hope, and inner strength.

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Your Memory Smells Like Rain
Your memory smells like rain — soft, familiar, almost holy. It drifts through open windows and curls around my coffee cup,
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
The Day the Stars Went Out
The Night Everything Changed I was twelve years old the night the stars vanished. It wasn’t gradual. One moment, the sky was alive—thousands of tiny sparks scattered across the velvet dark. The next, they were gone. Every single one.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Fiction
I Survived My Worst Decision
The Moment That Changed Everything We all have that one decision we wish we could take back. Mine wasn’t small. It wasn’t the kind of mistake you laugh about years later. It was the kind of choice that left scars, the kind that made me question who I was and whether I’d ever be okay again.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Confessions
Hope Was the First Word I Forgot
The Day I Stopped Believing in Better I can still remember the exact morning I realized something inside me had gone quiet.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Motivation
Blood-Ink Poems on Old Walls
I found my story written on the old walls— not in real blood, but in the kind of ink that comes from a heart pressed too hard
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
How I Rebuilt My Mind Piece by Piece
Introduction — The Night Everything Cracked There was a night when I sat on the edge of my bed and finally admitted something I had avoided for years:
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Motivation
I Hid My Pain Like a Tattoo
I used to believe that the strongest people were the ones who didn’t show their pain. So I became good—too good—at hiding mine.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Confessions
When Darkness Taught Me to See
The Night Everything Went Black I still remember the exact moment the world went dark. Not just the physical dark—the kind that creeps into a room when the power goes out—but the emotional one. The kind that settles into your chest quietly, like it has every right to stay there.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Fiction
Ghosts of Summer Rain
The Memory That Wouldn’t Leave Some moments stay with you long after you think you’ve moved on. Not because they haunt you in a frightening way, but because they whisper—softly, constantly—like rain hitting a window on a quiet afternoon.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Fiction
The Day I Decided to Fight for Me
My fingers tasted of memory— salted with the past I never meant to keep, soft with the echoes of moments I thought I’d outgrown.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
My Fingers Tasted of Memory
My fingers tasted of memory— salted with the past I never meant to keep, soft with the echoes of moments I thought I’d outgrown.
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets
When Silence Became My Voice
Sometimes my loudest moments were the ones when I said nothing at all— when my thoughts trembled in my chest, too soft to rise,
By Fazal Hadi2 months ago in Poets

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Your Memory Smells Like Rain

The Day the Stars Went Out

I Survived My Worst Decision

Hope Was the First Word I Forgot

Blood-Ink Poems on Old Walls

How I Rebuilt My Mind Piece by Piece

I Hid My Pain Like a Tattoo

When Darkness Taught Me to See

Ghosts of Summer Rain

The Day I Decided to Fight for Me

My Fingers Tasted of Memory

When Silence Became My Voice

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