Author

Dr Fahim Chand
  • The true test

    As the day drifts onward, does some cosmic hand ease the dimmer switch, casting a gentle glow to soothe our frayed, city-worn nerves? And as the light slowly ebbs, the world’s volume seems to hush itself.Coincidence, or calibration? Perhaps...

  • The unforgettable

    Trees trade their bright greens for muted golds and rusts, and the air carries a new edge that hints at what’s coming. The hum of insects fades, the evenings arrive earlier, and gardens quietly surrender their last bursts of colour. There’s a...

  • A quiet erosion

    The carriages swayed with an almost artful rhythm, the whistle echoing across vast stretches of wilderness where electricity was scarce and darkness pressed close.Smoke curled into a sky jewelled with stars, as if the locomotive were sketching secret...

  • The main course

    Anticipation sharpens it: the crowd swelling with tension, the air thick with the possibility of triumph or heartbreak. In that charged moment, each racing heartbeat oxygen for the soul.Discovery and even rivalry, sporting or otherwise, nourish...

  • The real medicine

    The window is open, and the curtain shifts just slightly, as if the morning is peeking in, asking permission. I slip out of bed before the house stirs, feeling the quiet stretch wide around me. The floor remains silent, maybe out of courtesy. I boil...

  • Time to reset

    The lyrics don’t always say things directly; they hint, remember, and hope.A chorus returns again and again, clinging desperately. Whether it’s a slow ballad or an upbeat track, the message stays familiar: someone meant something. Someone still...

  • A standing ovation

    Yes, Canada: where winter isn’t a season, it’s a full-time occupation, and where temperatures drop so low that birds, clearly wiser than many of us, migrate to sun-soaked lands where t-shirts, shorts, and iced drinks make far more sense. You...

  • The simple pleasures

    This new fluidity jolted the neurons from their stupor, prompting them to chart an itinerary for the moments ahead. Progress was occasionally interrupted when someone else’s cognitive or muscular machinery lagged behind, demanding extra time to...

  • 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...

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