One Invisible Day
Aslam-u-alikom all steemit family.
If I were to get a whole day to step away from the worldly business and break free from my hectic routine, I would do exactly what my heart has longed for all these years:
"Visit Paristan"
The land of fairies. So, come along—let’s go to Paristan.
In my childhood, whenever my grandmother told stories about fairies, I would secretly soar through the air alongside the good fairy.
My Story,
I am a fairy, named Zofishan, the daughter of Paristan’s King Akbar-e-Azam and Queen Noor Jahan.
I spent my childhood playing with my friends across vast meadows, beautiful valleys, and lush gardens.

Today, my parents have entrusted me with the responsibility of the entire kingdom for the day;
I must prove that I am worthy of being Paristan’s finest queen. Following the dawn prayers, all the high-ranking fairies and "Parizads" (fairy-folk) gathered at the palace.
My parents bestowed upon me a magic wand—a tool that would assist me in the many tasks ahead.
First, I assembled a team of loyal friends who could brief me on the situation across different parts of the realm.
Hoorin, the Fairy of the Forests, arrived in great distress, reporting that a ferocious leopard was terrorizing the animals and birds in the woods. With a wave of my magic wand, I transported the leopard to the desolate forests of" Koh-e-Qaf."
Peace and tranquility had returned to the forest.
When Pari Ayesha arrived from one of the country's most underdeveloped regions. She reported that an elderly mother and her son were sitting hungry in their home, with the child weeping from starvation. I traveled there with my team of fairies; we provided them with excellent food and built them a lovely home.
By afternoon, my team had resolved numerous issues plaguing the land—including shortages of electricity, water, gas, and rations.
Pari Anabia had shackled the leader of the mischievous spirits—who tormented people without cause—in iron chains and brought him before me; she explained that this spirit ventured beyond the realm of fairies into the lands of humans to harass them, and thus deserved imprisonment.
I rewarded Pari Anabia with the Ring of "Atlas".
In the evening, my handmaiden Pari Umm-e-Habiba prepared a magnificent feast featuring venison kebabs, "sajji", "jalfrezi", "malai boti", and camel meat. Emperor Akbar the Great and Queen Nur Jahan graced this grand banquet with their presence and inquired about my work.
When I recounted the details of the welfare activities and the news gathered from the region drawing upon the reports of all the fairies—my father was delighted; he removed his crown, placed it upon my head, and declared that from that day forth, I was Zofshah,
"The Queen of Paristan."
Invite Friends 💕
I want to invite some of my friends @m-princess,@meehu,@roohiasif99, @ahsansharif,@tammanna,@suboohi and also @elsa-queen.








What a interesting story . I like it Reading this story made me emotional; seeing these Barbies instantly transported me back to my childhood, when I used to watch such cartoons and stories on TV. It is a fascinating story, and I plan to sit and reflect on it deeply during my free time. I read it very carefully just now and I simply couldn't help but share my feedback. God bless you🤍🌼.
Thank you so much for your lovely response. You always use such encouraging words that truly energize the reader; JazakAllah for such a wonderful comment.