saqibnoor

How I Became The Richest Man In The World

As a boy, I would wander into the late evenings with my four legged friend, searching for adventures and meanings of the long lost mysteries that make the world...

The Science Of Hope

As a doctor, I have traveled and worked in various, distant destinations in the world. Once or twice, I have found myself in the midst of a humanitarian crisis ...

In My Dementia And In My Delirium

In my dementia: I do not understand love. I do not remember it. I am not a professor of it and I do not use the term lightly — for any term I do not remember or...

Nine Loves In Nine Lives

Love One: 5 Lives ago Near Shanghai, 1523 I was a Japanese swordsman and you were the daughter of a Chinese merchant. Japan was in the midst of a civil war and ...

Hopeful

There is a land, mysteriously floating above the tallest mountain, drifting on a magical ocean, burning within a fiery volcano, secretly hidden under a young bo...

The Colours Of The World (A short story by Saqib Noor)

A child was once given a magical crayon. It was magical because it was a never-ending crayon, for when the child drew with it, it never crumbled, it never short...

The First (Crypto) Coin

Along cobbled stones and through narrow streets, a forgotten young man walked with his heart bleeding in his hands. With a slow aimless shuffle, he clumsily pro...

A hopeful writer; a surgeon passionate about global health

Dear Steemit Community, I am so happy to learn about Steemit. After years of writing in the wilderness, I feel I may have found a true home here within this com...