Author

Dr Fahim Chand
  • The last laugh

    Physically, I felt excellent with my muscles primed, my body coiled and ready for the post-work ritual at the gym. Mentally, though, it was the usual end-of-day pandemonium.Every ounce of effort had already been siphoned into the relentless parade of...

  • The hidden destiny

    Framed by Parliament and a soft mist, it feels less like architecture and more like London’s crown, unmoving, iconic, quietly magnificent. I glanced left as I stepped onto Westminster Bridge toward Southbank.Even blindfolded, if you’d erased Big...

  • A radiant hue

    The earth’s architecture, so vast, so varied, has the uncanny power to astonish and even shift the rhythm of our bodies. We cruised steadily forward on a ribbon of smooth grey tarmac, summer blessing the day with a perfect blue sky and a bold...

  • An unsettling truth

    To the right, an imposing row of ancient trees rose high, their vast canopies interlaced above, casting shifting shadows on the earth below. Through a break in the foliage, another structure emerged, an architectural marvel etched with exquisite...

  • An illusion

    Just as quickly, it fell silent. The grass stilled. From high above, a piercing cry drifted down. A great bird sailed through the blue expanse, wings outstretched, its shadow gliding over the earth below. Insects, hidden and tireless, filled the...

  • A single purpose

    I’ve gone over the plan, chosen what to wear, replayed the moment in my head. The air feels different now, charged with something I can’t quite name. As I step outside, there’s only one thought: it’s finally time. I’ve been waiting for...

  • Dare to dream

    The world is vast yet close, magical yet real clouds are castles, and puddles hold galaxies. Every question is an adventure, every answer a doorway to more mystery. I have no fear of the unknown, only delight in discovery.At five years old, my world...

  • The lure begins

    That’s when the lure begins. The cigarette, stolen from a parent’s drawer.The clink of a hidden bottle passed between friends. It’s not the nicotine or the burn of alcohol that excites, but the defiance, the rebellion simmering beneath the...

  • The quiet spark

    When we meet new people, curiosity creeps forward, hungry to know who they are beneath the surface: What makes them laugh? What do they fear? Have they ever watched the sunrise from a rooftop? It’s not just facts we want, it’s nuances, history,...

  • Collective Impressions

    It paralyzes, when escape is inches away. Yet, in its pulsating core lies truth, a reminder of mortality, of vulnerability. To face it is to acknowledge one’s fragility. To overcome it is to embrace inner strength, a fleeting victory over the...

  • Dare to dream

    The world is vast yet close, magical yet real—clouds are castles, and puddles hold galaxies. Every question is an adventure, every answer a doorway to more mystery. I have no fear of the unknown, only delight in discovery.At five years old, my...

  • Something rare

    The endless white expanse stretched toward infinity, blurring the line between earth and sky. At the horizon, it rose to meet the boundless blue, while overhead, the sun—our celestial heartbeat—poured its golden light upon the frost-laced world,...

  • Twelve minutes

    Books were more than stories; they were portals—to distant worlds, grand romances, and boundless discovery. And so, here I sat in my Grade 13 English class, dissecting the moral intricacies of The Scarlet Letter. A masterpiece of psychological...

  • The sanctuary

    As I gazed at the darkening sky, I reassured myself tomorrow, the reserves would be restored, and I’d be ready to press forward once more. After an exhausting day at the University of Western Ontario’s dental clinic and an intense gym session, my...

  • An exalted vantage

    It’s a realm where curiosity pulses in the air a place that embodies The Cure’s raw understanding of our primal need to explore the unknown.Whether drawn by shadows or the heavens, fascination becomes an affliction, propelling us toward love,...

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