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29 years



My 29 years on earth were interesting but under-rated and now I feel scared to step into my thirties. I travelled, became a teacher but then I got back to where I was. Unemployed, single and broke, because for me long-term planning is not attractive. People are married, some have kids, some immigrated to Europe, but I am still trying to find the bits and pieces that would complete my stability. Life seems like oblivion, a dream of realities that are un-achievable. No motivation or have I achieved everything that I wanted. I know its human dilemma, we always think about the good times, because no one wants to remember the bad moments when they are happy. They say we have books and manuals written for everything, books sent by GOD, and some written by wiser men. But they talk about groups, not individuals, people like me have manuals of their own. I thought sometimes to write a book full of my life experiences with others, what problems did I encountered when I was a teenager and then adult for my generations to come. But it will always fall short, life is never the same for everyone, it can happen good and bad, but it cannot happen likewise for everyone at the same time.

I always got 7th position until 8th class among 62 boys, I never felt any motivation to do well. Being lazy and irregular was my only good impression. But then a woman changed me, she told me manners and gave me motivation. I got better in my class because she used to bring me wisdom every day and I was afraid that it is not going to be the same. Then I lost her and lost my motivation too. Time passed but a ray of hope came and one day I found her name on a list with mine, she was looking to attend the same university but I shrug off my shoulders, thinking it is someone else. Then I saw her sitting behind me in the exam, she never whispered nor did I.  Just to get a single glimpse of her, I had to finish early and wait outside for her. My sight confirmed it was her but then I was afraid that these four years in the university, can go both wrong and right for us. I never felt that with anyone, she used to stand on my feet while dancing because she fell short. I understood, what does it mean to kiss someone, feeling someone so close by my heart, I can easily smell her soul.

Then again, a long pause in life took me to incredible adventures, I met people, understood them and understood their problems. I realise there is always someone, somewhere in the world, who is surrounded by more problems than me. Divorce, breakups, abuse, cause us depression and if it was all written to happen then we could have been happier by avoiding, forgiving and forgetting. I found someone again, far away from where I was born, on alien land she asked me to meet her in the hospital, having no understanding of the local language I went to look for her. Mingled with people, took a little bit of time to adjust and with flowers and chocolate that are my two companions or compatriots when I visit the sick, were by my side, listening to the song of light, I get so close to her, but she was frail and being operated so she could not extend any gestures.

Love is a taste, and my taste buds are no stranger to it. I fell in love with a girl when I was just 14 years old, the time was naïve and inappropriate, but she was young and enthralling about her beauty. The love affair went on and off, but there was nothing among us that could tie us stronger, so I let her go. She got married happily, but I did predict that this will not be for so long, a woman of liberation cannot live in confinement. The truth becomes reality and she got divorced and it was not easy for her to cope with the pain. Pain is felt true when weaknesses are targeted, and then identities are tested. She lost her identity, experienced fits, and was given electric shocks to remind of herself. Humans are not resilient when they tortured against their beliefs and even then she gains her consciousness and understood the grounds of reality. Being true to her self, she demanded my possession, but she wanted me to abandon my family. I had to decide if I would choose love over blood, and I am a coward when it comes to blood, I was unable to surrender against my own will. I decided the second time, she is not worthy. And she disappears in thin air, and I don’t see her coming again.

I always fell short of justice, whether it was love or family, my proposals were never fulfilled. As a child, I was a victim of abuse, my faults were little and less troubling. I hardly remember that I hurt someone in my childhood, but I remember those hard-ass beatings by my father that use to broke my small body, but with time I got accustomed to it. My father used to make little money, so every now my mother tortured me psychologically, bragging about the money and its importance and why a human should praise it. My love for fiscal accumulation started the day when my mother married my father. My mother was from a middle-class family but there is no justification, how she got married to him. Since all my father had was a shattering home, that I feared would someday fall upon us. My father lived his whole life with tools of carelessness and with ideas of impracticality. I heard stories of wisdom from him, but I never watched him once practising the same.

Stuck among my destitute one day I tried to kill myself in the bathroom because my mother was beating me continuously since it was my only wish that could come true. But the plan failed, I was not ready to feel the pain of death so I decided that I will leave my family.  One day, over a dispute among my parents at the dinner table, I stood and disappeared. I could not take any more, because our children came into the world without a purpose and our parents think us as a lost cause. I wandered on the strange streets with no acquaintance, looking for a purpose to my life, but I found misery and all I experienced out there was floundering. I realised I had no clue about my life, that’s why I am lost. I came back home to find the purpose with a lesson learnt that life is never without meaning and if I ever try to bring another soul in this life, then there should be a purpose, otherwise, its another body looking for a cause. Being broke was my lesson of human hunger and starvation. Having no money in pockets and having a lot of it, I have seen both the times, what I know is; I was never happy.

My outings in school were no tales of a champion, I never danced with geeks, nor I trained with precocity.  I always meddled in between, with little optimism about my future. But I realised that I can exchange wisdom if I am not gifted with it, then I will learn and practice. And then I experienced intuitions because parasites were growing in my brains. Those who were gifted felt short of their knowledge, since there motivation. To jolt my life, destiny fought me with both hands and with a bare-knuckle. I once fell down the roof my house, and the ladder down raging on my small body broke my right hand into pieces. Doctors make sure I don’t ditch the incident with a normal bruise, their incompetence left me with an abnormality. I cannot turn my right hand with 360 degrees, meaning I would fall short of one more ability. What about those, who have no legs to walk or run and no hand to write or eat. But being stubborn is in my blood if my parents were rude to my existence, then I was rude to my failures. My rudeness was my ally, it worked like a shield for me that was keeping me intact while I was facing failures. When I was knocked down it was my rude behaviour, that took those shots on the chin and made me resilient. I ignored the ill-times when I realised it can bring no good to the future. Being rude to my parents would have made me empty from inside, so I thought something else to be rude at.

There was one time, I had saved 10,000 Pakistani rupees in a million years by giving tuitions and by teaching English to people. A small-town guy like me who was saving every penny thought he could buy something for himself but then challenges came forth again, beating my front door like they bought my property. My father went ill, a heart attack, the tobacco he chewed whole life was trying to chew him now. The ambitions of pleasing myself were lost again at the cost of injections, prescriptions and tablets. I abandoned the pain again, let it rot, and let it understand that it had no place in my heart. What I was looking for was something stable, something that I can hold on to for a longer-term. I thought my traditions would provide me for me, so I hang on to that intuition. I decided I will follow the norm, go at a girl’s house and get married. My mother was insisting the same, so I decided in favour of that opinion. We want to a girl’s house, when she came to sit along, it felt like she was watching a horror movie. Then my Spidey senses were pounding upon the gates of negation. How could I not bow against them, I flew away from there, without doubting my mind, because that girl was screaming loud, that she does not give a fuck. 

My mother tongue is Urdu, Pakistan’s national language. Due to British colonialism, both Indians and Pakistani people try to become as efficient as they can while learning English, and especially at speaking. The upper class in Pakistan mostly speaks good English, the middle class, however, mixes it up with few words of English in a sentence of Urdu. Teachers gauge a student’s intellect based on a student’s English speaking power. Almost all of the presentations are given in English, even when there is no need to speak it in front of all native Urdu speaking individuals. Language is always the need of the moment, a tourist will always be happy to speak a local language because he knows that’s a comfortable mode of exchange. I understood that my English has to be good, not only good but I have to have an accent. I watched tons and tons of movies, learnt the dialogues, practised them, tried my accents in job interviews. I always felt the interviewee was influenced by the English speaking power, then I started writing because I hardly saw people writing passionately in my society. Wrote my first novel, it was fiction a story related to world war 2.

I got my first job not because I had an engineering degree but because I wrote furiously, I passed the test and interview because the interviewee read my book. I was the only person who got a job, just after the completion of the degree. But here, people are more concerned about their field jobs, for instance, if you are an engineer then you should be doing a job related to engineering. That’s a really silly concept, one should do a job where one should feel comfortable because we don’t learn much in bachelors, what we can learn is from our practical experience and so did I. I was doing like hard labour at my first job, management pushed me and I took it on the chin and worked harder and harder every other day. I went to work at 9 am came home at midnight. I saw people leaving the job just after their first day of training because they were not motivated like me and they probably did not have the burden to make money on their shoulders as I did. I was tough to nails, so did not give up and when I was leaving my job I was offered a much better salary and a management position but I left because it was not what I thought can be done continuously. When I left my first job, I was trained so I started working as a freelance writer and I was making good money from it.

I was watching a series, where the guy was trying hard to be a civil engineer but he was a teacher. When he started teaching he felt more comfortable, there was only one thing that I thought I might not be able to do in future and that was teaching. And then one of my friends, asked me that he needs an electronics engineer as a teacher, so I took that job and I realised the same that I like to tell people about my experiences and I like to teach them. I wanted the youth to grow and to become good leaders, I wanted to encourage them about their future. I started the Research and development department in the college and it was a success, students were involved in the RND and were working on different kinds of projects, that I assigned them. We won many competitions related to electronic projects, we proposed many viable solutions to the people to automate their lives. But, I was angry because I saw corrupt people there, who were not educated and who were just occupying their seats because of their political influence. I tried to inform various things about the upper management but no one was listening to me, but I was making more enemies, people were following me and people were watching my actions because I was fearless and I never stopped asking things about those people. Naturally, they want me out of the college, so I saw a huge slump in my salary, my salary was halved and I had no choice to leave the college, I left the college for one shift, but then the management ordered me to leave the college for both shifts. Many students were concerned about their final year projects, but I had no choice. Now I am 29 years old trying to figure out what should be my next move, now I think I should become an entrepreneur. So, To all those who are reading this now, life is not an easy task, so do justice by it and never falter by it as it comes forth with challenges.

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The Bedwetter – While being Wet he explored the Whole Universe




Once upon a time in a small town, there lived a curious and adventurous kid named Alex. Alex loved exploring the world, whether it was through his imagination or by cycling around the neighborhood. He often found himself daydreaming about cycling through vast green fields, feeling the wind rush through his hair.

One sunny afternoon, Alex dozed off on his favorite armchair, lost in a daydream about racing on his bicycle. In his dream, he was pedaling with all his might, his legs moving in perfect rhythm with the spinning wheels. The excitement in his dream was so real that his body reacted to it.

However, as the dream progressed, Alex suddenly felt an urgent need to relieve himself. His eyes shot open, and he realized that his dream was interrupted by a very pressing matter. Panic surged through him, and he leaped up from the armchair, searching for a solution. His eyes landed on a small garden just outside the window.

Without wasting a second, Alex rushed outside, hoping to find a spot to answer nature’s call. He darted through the garden, scanning for a suitable hiding place. But as he fumbled to find a suitable spot, his body had other plans. The moment he found a quiet corner, the plants surrounding him started growing rapidly, towering above him.

Confused and desperate, Alex tried to stop the flow, but to his horror, he couldn’t. He looked down at his own body, desperately pleading with his own private parts to cease their release. “Stop! Stop! Please, stop!” he begged, his voice filled with embarrassment and distress. But his pleas fell on deaf ears as the stream continued relentlessly.

Suddenly, Alex’s eyes snapped open. He found himself back in his room, drenched in sweat. His heart raced, and he struggled to catch his breath. His friend, Ethan, sat across from him with a bewildered expression on his face.

“Bro, I saw you peeing all over your bed,” Ethan said, unable to contain his amusement.

Blushing furiously, Alex felt a mix of relief and embarrassment flood through him. He couldn’t believe that his dream had somehow become a reality, albeit an embarrassing one. He glanced at the wet bed sheets and quickly realized that he needed a plan to cover up his mishap before his parents found out.

“Let’s not tell anyone,” Alex pleaded with Ethan, hoping to salvage some dignity.

Ethan chuckled and agreed to help his friend. They hurriedly stripped the bed and bundled up the wet linen, brainstorming ways to wash them without their parents noticing. They tiptoed upstairs to the laundry room, hoping to avoid any confrontation.

However, just as they were about to begin their covert operation, Alex’s parents appeared at the top of the stairs, a concerned expression on their faces.

“Kid, have you peed on the bed again?” his mother exclaimed, her voice a mix of disbelief and exasperation.

Alex’s face flushed with embarrassment as he stood there, caught in the act. He stammered, trying to find the right words to explain the situation, but the evidence was clear. Ethan stood beside him, wearing a sheepish grin, knowing that their secret mission had failed.

As Alex’s parents took in the scene before them, a mix of amusement and frustration, they exchanged a knowing glance. While they were disappointed that Alex had once again wet his bed, they couldn’t help  friends, a story they would laugh about for years to come.but find the situation somewhat comical.

Sighing, Alex’s father shook his head and said, “Well, I guess it’s time for a serious talk about  using the bathroom before bedtime.”

And so, amidst a whirlwind of embarrassment, laughter, and life lessons, Alex and Ethan learned that dreams, no matter how vivid or embarrassing, can sometimes have a way of seeping into reality. From that day forward, Alex made sure to use the bathroom before bedtime, hoping to avoid any more unexpected mishaps. But, this ugly dream was just the start of this phenomenon that is called as the bedwetter

As the school day progressed, the whispers and gossip about Alex’s bedwetting habit continued to spread among the students. The group of kids who had been making up stories about him grew bolder with each passing moment. Alex and Ethan sat together at another table, finishing their lunch, aware of the stares and whispers directed their way.

Feeling frustrated and embarrassed, Alex turned to Ethan and asked, “Have you told them again?”

Ethan shook his head, replying, “No, I haven’t. But maybe you should tell them yourself. Otherwise, they’ll keep making up stories, and you’ll feel even more ashamed.”

Nervously, Alex glanced over at the group of kids who had been spreading the rumors. One of them, Jake, seemed particularly agitated. Determined to confront the situation head-on, Alex made his way towards Jake, hoping to set the record straight.

However, upon reaching Jake, Alex was met with a surge of anger. Jake swung his fist at Alex, aiming to hurt him for reasons beyond the bedwetting rumors. Instinctively, Alex raised his thermos to defend himself, but in the heat of the moment, he misjudged his movement. The thermos rolled off his hand, striking him in the face instead, causing his cheek to swell.

Jake, surprised by the unexpected outcome, quickly retreated, leaving Alex nursing his throbbing cheek. The commotion drew the attention of teachers, and soon Alex found himself back in the headmistress’s office, accompanied by his concerned mother.

The headmistress listened attentively as Alex explained the situation, recounting the rumors and the altercation with Jake. Sensing Alex’s sincerity, the headmistress decided to address the issue firmly. She summoned Jake and the other kids involved in spreading the stories, demanding an explanation for their behavior.

Reluctantly, the kids confessed to their part in the rumor mill. The headmistress expressed her disappointment and issued appropriate consequences, reminding them of the importance of empathy and understanding.

Turning to Alex, she offered words of encouragement, advising him to be cautious and to report any future incidents promptly. She assured him that his well-being and reputation were important to the school community.

After the meeting, Alex returned home, his swollen cheek a painful reminder of the day’s events. His mother, a mix of concern and anger, scolded him for getting into a fight but recognized the need to address the underlying issue.

The next day at school, as Alex navigated the hallways with a hint of trepidation, a new classmate caught his attention. Nerma, a Muslim girl from Bosnia, entered the classroom, exuding a quiet grace and beauty that captivated Alex instantly.

Over time, Alex’s friendship with Nerma blossomed. They often found themselves seated together during classes, helping each other with their respective subjects. Nerma struggled with algebra, while Alex found history challenging. Recognizing their complementary strengths, they agreed to study together, exchanging knowledge and expertise.

Nervous yet excited, Alex brainstormed with Ethan about his upcoming study session at Nerma’s house. Ethan, always the mischievous one, suggested watching a movie to prepare for the possibility of seeing naked women, as a lighthearted attempt to broach the subject of puberty.

They devised a plan to acquire a VHS tape with scenes of a movie that included nudity. Sneaking it into Alex’s house, they settled in to watch, unaware that Alex’s father had arrived home early.

Caught off guard, Alex’s father walked in on them, his face filled with surprise and disappointment. He sternly questioned the boys about the tape, demanding an explanation for their actions. Concerned for their well-being, he decided to take both Alex and Ethan to the local video store, urging the owner not to lend any movies to the kids in the future.

Through all the ups and downs, Alex learned valuable lessons about navigating rumors, friendships, and the complexities of growing up. And as time went on, he discovered that the path to self-discovery was filled with unexpected twists and turns, but it was in those moments that he found the truest connections and forged the most meaningful relationships.

Finally, the time has come and alex visits nermas house, he is being welcomed by her parents. While studying, alex cannot control his affection for nerma, tries to kiss her but she stops him and says to him that her parents have asked her not to get involved with any christian kid.

Feeling disheartened by Nerma’s rejection, Alex returned home with a heavy heart. The realization that his religion had become a barrier between him and someone he cared about left him questioning his own beliefs and values. He contemplated how he could bridge the divide that seemed to separate them.

As he walked through the streets lost in his thoughts, a familiar voice calling his name snapped him out of his reverie. It was the same kid from school who had been harassing him earlier. Fear gripped Alex as he realized he was being pursued. He quickened his pace, desperately trying to find a safe haven.

Running as fast as he could, Alex managed to reach his house just in time, shutting the front door behind him. The group of kids outside began pelting his room with pellets, their malicious intent evident. Their actions grew more aggressive, and a stray pellet shattered the window, sending shards of glass scattering across the floor.

The incident left Alex shaken and fearful for his safety. He sought solace within the walls of his home, grateful for the protective embrace it offered him.

Later that evening, as his family gathered around the television, a sudden disruption in the broadcast caught their attention. The antenna was malfunctioning, causing the screen to flicker and distort. With his father absent, Alex took it upon himself to investigate the issue. He climbed up to the rooftop to inspect the antenna, unaware of the danger that awaited him.

In a cruel twist of fate, Alex lost his footing and slipped, tumbling down from the rooftop. The impact left him with a broken right hand and a sense of profound vulnerability. He was rushed to the hospital, where his mother tirelessly cared for him, her love and concern unwavering.

During his recovery, Nerma paid him a visit. She expressed her sympathy for what he had endured and acknowledged the limitations placed on their relationship by her parents’ expectations. Despite the restrictions, she conveyed her desire to remain friends, offering him a sense of support and understanding in a difficult time.

As Alex reflected on his experiences, he realized the importance of resilience and the strength that could be found within oneself. He recognized that the challenges he faced were opportunities for personal growth and self-discovery.

With time, Alex’s broken hand healed, but the scars from his encounters remained, serving as reminders of the lessons he had learned. 

Overwhelmed with mixed emotions, Alex held onto the hope that there might still be a chance for a deeper connection with Nerma. Her kiss on his forehead lingered in his thoughts, sparking a sense of possibility within him. He became determined to find a way to navigate the religious barrier that separated them.

Meanwhile, the disappearance of his dear friend Ethan weighed heavily on Alex’s mind. The search efforts by his family and the police yielded no leads, leaving them in a state of worry and uncertainty. Days turned into weeks, and the absence of his closest companion created a void in Alex’s life.

Then, one fateful day, a note mysteriously arrived for Alex. The message, written in Ethan’s handwriting, revealed a surprising revelation: “I am too a bedwetter.” Alex showed the note to his parents, who became deeply concerned and promptly handed it over to the police as evidence.

After conducting a thorough analysis, the police confirmed that the note was indeed written by Ethan. This discovery intensified the search efforts, as authorities recognized the urgent need to locate him.

Days passed, filled with worry and unanswered questions. But then, a ray of hope emerged when news spread throughout the school that Ethan had returned. Alex’s heart raced with excitement and relief. He immediately rushed back home to find his long-lost friend.

Upon arriving, Alex discovered Ethan calmly lying on his bed, as if he had never disappeared at all. Bewildered, Alex approached him, eager to understand the truth behind his absence. Ethan began recounting a fantastical story about his journey to a cave in his dream, where he spent an entire lifetime before returning as a child.

Alex, initially taken aback, couldn’t help but laugh in response to Ethan’s mischievous nature, and told him that he is very good at making up these stories. But Ethan is adamant about the fact that he did live a lifetime in that cave, and he advised Alex not to stop peeing the next time, just keep peeing and don’t wake up whatever happens. Alex is still not convinced but he promises Ethan that he will try to do that the next time he falls asleep on his bed. 

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Once there lived a young man named Ahsan in the bustling city of Karachi. He lived a simple life, working as a clerk in a small office and spending his free time with his family. However, one day, while he was walking to work, he stumbled upon something that would change his life forever.

Ahsan stumbled upon a group of men engaging in what appeared to be a criminal activity. They were speaking in hushed tones and he could tell they were up to no good. Intrigued, he followed them discreetly and managed to gather enough evidence to suggest they were involved in a serious crime.

Determined to do the right thing, Ahsan approached the local police station and reported what he had seen. However, to his disappointment, the police officers he spoke with were not interested in his information and brushed him off. Undeterred, Ahsan decided to pursue the matter himself.

As Ahsan delved deeper into the criminal underworld of Karachi, he soon found himself tangled in a dangerous web of lies and deceit. He was being pursued by the criminals he had witnessed and he was in way over his head. But despite the dangers, Ahsan was determined to see the truth come to light.

One night, as he was investigating a lead, he received a call from his sister who told him that their mother had been murdered. In a fit of grief and rage, Ahsan confronted the killers and discovered that they were the same men he had been pursuing. In the heat of the moment, Ahsan found himself unleashing a burst of supernatural energy that he never knew he possessed.

Over the next few days, Ahsan discovered that he had developed superpowers. With his newfound abilities, he vowed to track down the criminals who had killed his mother and bring them to justice. He would use his powers to protect the innocent and to fight for justice, no matter the cost.

And so, Ahsan set out on a mission to rid Karachi of its criminal element, using his powers for good and becoming the city’s greatest defender. Despite the loss of his mother, Ahsan had found purpose in life and was determined to make a difference, one crime at a time.


Ahsan, now known as the protector of Karachi, continued to rid the city of its criminal element, wiping out one criminal organization after another. He became a legend, feared by the criminal underworld and revered by the citizens of Karachi who saw him as their savior.

However, as his reputation grew, so did the attention he was receiving from the police. They were becoming increasingly concerned about the vigilante justice being meted out by Ahsan and they were determined to bring him to justice.

One day, Ahsan received a cryptic message from an unknown organization called MDM. The message warned him that his actions were endangering the city and that MDM would stop him at any cost. Undeterred, Ahsan continued his mission, determined to rid Karachi of its criminal element.

As Ahsan continued to track down and eliminate the city’s criminal organizations, he began to realize that MDM was more than just a simple group of vigilantes. They were a highly organized and well-funded criminal organization that controlled the city’s underworld from the shadows.

Despite their efforts, Ahsan was relentless in his pursuit of justice, and he soon found himself locked in a deadly battle with MDM. The organization proved to be a formidable opponent, and Ahsan was pushed to his limits as he fought to take them down.

The final showdown took place on the rooftops of Karachi, as Ahsan faced off against the leader of MDM. In a brutal battle, Ahsan emerged victorious, but at a great cost. The city of Karachi was left reeling from the conflict, and the police were more determined than ever to capture Ahsan.

However, Ahsan had disappeared into the night, his whereabouts unknown. The city of Karachi was left to wonder if they would ever see their protector again. But as time passed, tales of his bravery and heroism continued to circulate, and the citizens of Karachi held onto the hope that one day, Ahsan would return to save them once more.


Ahsan, the superhero of Karachi, had faced many challenges over the years, but none were as daunting as the one he now faced. Years had passed since Ahsan disappeared into the night, and the citizens of Karachi had forgotten his name. But one day, an old man appeared on the streets, fighting with the grace and skill of a young man. The people of Karachi soon realized that this old man was none other than their beloved protector, Ahsan. The city was being terrorized by a new criminal mastermind, a man known only as “The Shadow.” The Shadow was a shadowy figure, shrouded in mystery, who controlled the city’s criminal underworld with an iron fist.

Despite his age and the loss of his leg, Ahsan was determined to take down The Shadow and bring peace back to the city. He spent months gathering information, tracking the criminal’s movements, and plotting his next move.

Finally, the day of the final showdown arrived. Ahsan donned his mask and, armed with his trusty cane, he set out to face The Shadow. The two men clashed in a brutal battle, exchanging blows and grappling with each other in a fight to the finish.

As the battle raged on, Ahsan realized that The Shadow was more than just a criminal mastermind. He was a man driven by a personal vendetta, a man who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Despite the odds, Ahsan refused to give up, and he fought with all his strength and skill, determined to bring an end to the criminal’s reign of terror.

In the end, Ahsan emerged victorious, bringing peace back to the city of Karachi once more. The citizens of Karachi hailed him as a hero, grateful for his unwavering commitment to justice. And as Ahsan slipped away into the night, the city of Karachi knew that they would never forget the superhero who fought for their safety and freedom.

He had lost his leg in the battle, and the people of Karachi believed that he had also been killed.But in the final scene of the story, Ahsan was seen alive, living under a different name with his family. Despite his injury, he was still a proud and noble man, determined to continue fighting for justice until his dying day. The citizens of Karachi would always remember the protector who gave his all for the city he loved.

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Nathan Drake, a treasure hunter and adventurer, was on the trail of the greatest discovery of his career. He had received a mysterious map that promised to lead him to the lost city of El Dorado, a city said to be filled with gold and riches beyond measure.

Along with his trusted friends and allies, Sully, Elena, and Chloe, Nathan set out on an epic journey across the globe, from the bustling streets of London to the treacherous jungles of South America.

As they journeyed deeper into the heart of the jungle, Nathan and his friends encountered all sorts of obstacles and challenges. They battled against rival treasure hunters, hostile local tribes, and the forces of nature itself, all while searching for the key to unlock the secrets of El Dorado.

As they got closer to their goal, they discovered that they were not the only ones searching for the lost city. A powerful and dangerous organization was also after the treasure, and they would stop at nothing to claim it for themselves.

In a final showdown, Nathan and his friends took on the organization and the ancient traps and booby-traps of El Dorado. They emerged victorious, but at great cost, as they lost one of their own and the city was destroyed in the process.

Despite the loss, Nathan and his friends continued on, inspired by the adventure and the thrill of the hunt. They were Uncharted, and they would always be searching for the next great discovery, no matter what challenges lay ahead.

Nathan Drake was ready for another adventure, driven by his unquenchable thirst for discovery and adventure. He had received a tip about the lost city of Shambhala, a city said to be filled with incredible treasures and secrets beyond measure.

Along with his trusted friends and allies, Elena and Chloe, Nathan set out on a journey that took him from the bustling streets of Istanbul to the remote mountains of Tibet. As they journeyed deeper into the heart of the Himalayas, they encountered all sorts of obstacles and challenges. They battled against rival treasure hunters, hostile local tribes, and the forces of nature itself, all while searching for the key to unlock the secrets of Shambhala.

As they got closer to their goal, they discovered that they were not the only ones searching for the lost city. A powerful and dangerous warlord named Zoran Lazarevic was also after the treasure, and he would stop at nothing to claim it for himself.

In a final showdown, Nathan and his friends took on Zoran and his army, facing off against impossible odds. They emerged victorious, but at great cost, as they lost one of their own and the city of Shambhala was destroyed in the process.

Despite the loss, Nathan and his friends continued on, inspired by the adventure and the thrill of the hunt. They were Uncharted, and they would always be searching for the next great discovery, no matter what challenges lay ahead. And so, they set off on their next adventure, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

Nathan Drake was once again on the trail of a legendary treasure, this time the fabled Atlantis of the Sands. He and his friends, Elena and Sully, set out on a journey that took them from the sun-baked streets of Syria to the scorching deserts of Arabia.

As they journeyed deeper into the heart of the desert, they encountered all sorts of obstacles and challenges. They battled against rival treasure hunters, hostile local tribes, and the forces of nature itself, all while searching for the key to unlock the secrets of Atlantis of the Sands.

As they got closer to their goal, they discovered that they were not the only ones searching for the lost city. A mysterious and powerful organization, led by a ruthless leader named Katherine Marlowe, was also after the treasure, and they would stop at nothing to claim it for themselves.

In a final showdown, Nathan and his friends took on Katherine and her agents, facing off against impossible odds. They emerged victorious, but at great cost, as the city of Atlantis of the Sands was destroyed in the process.

Despite the loss, Nathan and his friends continued on, inspired by the adventure and the thrill of the hunt. They were Uncharted, and they would always be searching for the next great discovery, no matter what challenges lay ahead. And so, they set off on their next adventure, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

Nathan Drake was on the trail of one final treasure, the long-lost pirate colony of Libertalia. He was joined by his wife Elena, as well as his old friend Sully, as they set out on a journey that took them from the tropical islands of Madagascar to the rugged shores of the Madagascar coast.

As they journeyed deeper into their quest, they encountered all sorts of obstacles and challenges. They battled against rival treasure hunters, hostile local tribes, and the forces of nature itself, all while searching for the key to unlock the secrets of Libertalia.

As they got closer to their goal, they discovered that they were not the only ones searching for the lost colony. A mysterious and powerful organization, led by a mysterious figure known only as “Rafe,” was also after the treasure, and they would stop at nothing to claim it for themselves.

In a final showdown, Nathan and his friends took on Rafe and his agents, facing off against impossible odds. They emerged victorious, but at great cost, as the city of Libertalia was destroyed in the process.

Despite the loss, Nathan Drake had finally found what he had been searching for all along: a sense of peace and closure. He was ready to retire from his life as a treasure hunter and start a new chapter with Elena.

And so, Nathan Drake hung up his hat and closed the door on his adventures as an Uncharted treasure hunter. He had faced incredible odds and come out on top, leaving behind a legacy as one of the greatest adventurers of all time.

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The last of US, “the past and the future”




Once upon a time, in a world ravaged by a fungal pandemic, there lived a man named Joel. He was a smuggler and a survivor who had seen his fair share of tragedy and loss. One day, he was tasked with escorting a young girl named Ellie across the country to deliver her to a group of resistance fighters known as the Fireflies.

At first, Joel was reluctant to take on such a dangerous mission, but he soon found that Ellie was more than just a package to be delivered. She was brave, resilient, and quick-witted, and as they journeyed across the country, they formed a bond that transcended their differences.

Together, they faced countless challenges and overcame seemingly insurmountable obstacles. They battled infected monsters, scavenged for supplies, and outsmarted hostile human enemies, all while trying to stay one step ahead of the dangers that lurked at every turn.

As they journeyed deeper into the heart of the country, they began to uncover the truth about the outbreak and the sinister forces that had brought the world to its knees. Despite the odds against them, Joel and Ellie refused to give up hope and continued to fight for a better future.

In the end, they reached their destination and discovered that the Fireflies had a devastating plan in store for Ellie. Joel was faced with a choice: to let Ellie go and risk losing her forever, or to risk everything to save her.

Joel chose to fight for Ellie and in a final showdown, he and Ellie took on the Fireflies and emerged victorious. They continued their journey together, stronger and more united than ever before.

Years passed, and Joel and Ellie settled into a new life, surrounded by friends and loved ones. They had each other, and that was all they needed to face whatever the future might bring. They were The Last of Us, and they would always stand together, no matter what.

Years after their journey across the country, Joel and Ellie settled into a quiet life in Jackson, Wyoming. Despite the peace they had found, they could never forget the hardships they had faced and the sacrifices they had made.

One day, however, their world was turned upside down when Ellie learned that a group of enemies was seeking revenge against Joel for something he had done in the past. Faced with this new threat, Ellie set out on a journey of her own to take down their enemies and protect the people she loved.

Along the way, Ellie encountered new allies and new enemies, and she discovered that the world was far more complicated than she had ever imagined. She also came face to face with her own demons, as she struggled with the weight of the things she had done and the person she was becoming.

As Ellie journeyed deeper into the heart of enemy territory, she learned the truth about Joel’s past and the reasons for the enemies’ pursuit. In a final showdown, Ellie faced her enemies and emerged victorious, but at great cost.

Though she had won the battle, Ellie was left to grapple with the consequences of her actions and the knowledge of the truth about the man she had called “father.” In the end, she returned to Jackson, a changed person, with a newfound appreciation for the people she loved and the world she had once taken for granted.

Years after the events of the previous game, Ellie found herself faced with a new challenge. A new pandemic swept the country, one even more deadly and virulent than the last. As the world around her crumbled, Ellie was forced to confront the reality of life without Joel.

Despite her grief, Ellie refused to give up hope. She set out on a new journey, determined to find a cure for the new pandemic and save the people she loved. Along the way, she encountered new allies and new enemies, and she was forced to confront the harsh realities of a world gone mad.

As Ellie journeyed deeper into the heart of the infected zone, she encountered scientists and researchers who were working to develop a cure. But she also encountered a powerful and dangerous organization that was intent on using the pandemic to further its own interests.

In a final showdown, Ellie faced off against the organization and the infected, and she emerged victorious. But at great cost, as she was exposed to the virus and became infected herself.

Despite her illness, Ellie refused to give up. With the cure in hand, she set out on a final journey to bring hope to a world in desperate need. She faced countless challenges and overcame seemingly insurmountable obstacles, determined to save as many lives as she could before her time ran out.

In the end, Ellie passed away, but her legacy lived on. She had been The Last of Us, and she had given everything to save the world she loved. And though she was gone, her spirit and her courage would always be remembered, as a beacon of hope in a world gone mad.

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