Palwasha had left the hotel room. Her bike sped down Abdul Karim Alzadeh Main Road, but her heart was...
When Palwasha arrived in Baku, the sun had already set, and the city's lights presented a view of a whole...
Crossing the border from Iran, Palwasha entered Azerbaijan through Parsabad. The immigration process was...
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
As Palwasha entered the ancient streets of Shiraz, she parked her bike near an old marketplace. There, a...
I recall the years gone by, Married young and not yet wise. Counting days since that July—...
If only I could dial back the years To when we met and felt the touch of love. I would erase...
In my heart, there was a desire that resonated with every beat of my soul. A dream, a wish, that was...
Tonight, I wonder with a sigh As she lies here, right by my side, What would have been as...
The Boom Model Agency’s office in the heart of Porto was a peaceful, orderly space. Shakra, the Deputy...
Every night, on the golden sands of Matosinhos Beach, a story unfolds—unwritten in books yet etched into...
The night was quiet, with stars shimmering in the sky. A faint fragrance danced with the breeze, carrying...
Leavenworth, a hallmark town, Filled with colors, red and green,
Tiny shops, new memories...
Soft moans escape softer lips, Skin tingling with electricity,
Fingertips tracing like...
A serene night unfolds, where dim flickers of light merge with a soft, melodic silence. In the picture, the...
Ranji Agarwal was an ordinary girl, but her eyes held extraordinary dreams. She studied in a modest school...
The mornings in Porto are always vibrant, but that day felt different. The serene waves of the Douro River...
A Gypsy Man called ‘The Rose' once bloomed and blossomed in the bright sunshine of true love. He travelled...
