Khamosiyaan....

Ark stood at the top of Oriem’s tallest skyscraper, the sun setting behind him. The world he had built sprawled beneath his feet—a vast empire of investments, innovation, and influence. His company, Ark Investments, had risen to become the third-largest firm on the planet, rivaling even the titans Vanguard and BlackRock. People often called him a genius, a visionary, but Ark preferred a simpler title: a man with a plan.  He turned from the view and walked into his private office, where his closest allies waited. Manish, his best friend since college, leaned casually against the desk, a smug grin on his face. Riya, his business partner, sat poised, her calculating eyes scanning every detail of the room.  “I called this meeting because we’re on the verge of something monumental,” Ark began, his voice steady and confident. “The new merger will place us leagues ahead of the competition. We’ll dominate the global markets.” Manish clapped his hands, his smile widening. “...

A mind adrift, a vacant stare, A thought, a spark, a frozen glare. No warmth, no love, a chilling sight, A soul submerged in endless night. A void, a chasm, deep and wide, Where hope once lived, now shadows hide. A heart, a husk, a withered core, A life once bright, now evermore. A mind ablaze, a frantic race, A thousand thoughts, a vacant space. No purpose, no meaning, lost and lone, A fragile soul, a shattered bone. A longing gaze, a wistful sigh, A yearning heart, a tearful eye. A silent scream, a muffled cry, A soul in pain, a reason why. A frozen world, a icy breath, A life suspended, a chilling death. A darkened soul, a broken mind, A tragic fate, of humankind. A fragile hope, a flickering light, A desperate plea, a mournful plight. A shattered dream, a shattered heart, A painful wound, a tragic start. A silent prayer, a mournful plea, A desperate wish, a soul set free. A fading hope, a dying dream, A life extinguished, a ghostly gleam. A vacant stare, a lifeless gaze...