Betterlife The Diary Game by @tariqbhai 20 May 2026
Aslaam O Alaikum
My name is Tariq and my ID on this platform is @tariqbhai. I belong to a village in Punjab, Pakistan. I like to share about myself.
This morning, when I woke up for Fajr prayer, the weather was a bit cold. I went out to the mosque on the ground floor. The streets were completely deserted, but the silence was soothing to my heart.
I felt a strange sense of peace as I walked towards the mosque. Anyway, after some time I reached the mosque. The congregation had already gathered. I performed ablution but could not join the congregation.
Then I prayed separately. This prayer consists of two sunnahs and two fards. I prayed them and sat in the mosque for a while and made the intention of performing the optional Ittafaq.
After sitting in the mosque for a while, I started to leave the mosque, so I recited a prayer to exit the mosque above the gate of the wall.
When I came out of the mosque, I saw that the sun was rising with all its glory. Seeing this scene, I was reminded of the power of Allah.
The train was about to arrive, so I went out to the station and said, "Come on, I'll show you the train." It was already morning, and people had gone about their business.
I continued walking so that I could get some exercise and reach the station in a relaxed manner. Ten minutes later, I was at the train station.
This is the lovely little railway station of my beloved village "Piplan". Before partition, it was a part of India and one of the special things about our village is that the Indian film Ghadar was made here.
After waiting for some time, the train started making noise in the distance. Don't think that this is the sun rising, rather it is the light of the train that looks like this from a distance.
I sat on a chair at the station and waited impatiently for the train. After some time, the train slowly reached the station. This train is very long because there are no passengers on this train, but it carries the raw materials.
When I saw the train leaving, I remembered my childhood. As a child, we used to be crazy about watching trains. The same desire still remains. The train left. I took a picture and walked towards my next scene.
Now I will tell you about the rooms behind the station, where railway employees used to live, but now, years have passed and no one lives in these rooms. Now these rooms have become a symbol of terror and fear.
People are afraid to go through this road. Now, those whose homes pass through this street are forced to go through this road. They don't see any other way, so they go through this road to their homes. But those whose homes are not on this side, don't even forget to go through this road.
At night, these rooms and passages become a symbol of fear. Well, I have not heard any story about this passage in my life that makes me afraid, but at night, this passage really makes me afraid. After passing through this passage, I came to the back part of the station, which means now I am completely safe because the settlements of people start.
