Dear stranger, If you are reading this, it's likely that I'm very much dead. Possibly dead for any number of time, could be a day, a year, hundreds of years. The lower that number, the more the carnage

One more turn, and then I'll be right as rain. I can feel the allure of safety in my stomach, and a gut-wrenching fear at the same time of losing it. I run like a possessed goose, panting like a mongrel,

দ্বিতীয় পুরুষ "এলে অবশেষে? ভাবলুম গড়িমসি করতে করতে শেষ অব্দি কেটে পড়বে। সাত সকালে এই নির্জন আর্তনাদের কোলে অস্থির পায়চারিতে কল্পনায় দেখলুম তোমার কপালে ভাঁজ, ওতে ক'বিন্দু জল ধীরে ধীরে ফোঁটায় পরিণত

বহুকাল আগে, বহু ক্রোশ দূরে, গোপাল নাম করে এক নবীন, দেশরত্ন, দেশের ভবিষ্যৎরূপী প্রদীপ হাইভ.ব্লগে একাউন্ট খুললো। কুতটিউব থেকে সে দেখেছে হাইভে বেশ টাকা পয়সা কামানো যায়। এদিকে তাঁর এলাকার বড় ভাইও তাঁকে শুনিয়েছে

Whack-a-mole! Written by — Yours Truly source Inspector Ryan brought in two suspects today. They are likely to be behind the uproars in midcity, causing all sorts of troubles for the running senator. The

কটা টাকা দিন না source সেবার রাতে বিরাট ঝড় উঠলো। মোহিনীবাবু এর ভিতর কাঁপতে কাঁপতে এলেন। দূর সম্পর্কের চাচাতো ভাই উনি। এসে বলেন, তপু— বিপদে পড়েছি ভাই। বলেই দুড়দাড় করে ঘরে ঢুকে গেলেন। সাথে নিয়ে এলেন বাইরের

Source The robot had but one job. He had to keep the building running. He had mini-robots to help him but size did matter in this case and many a time minibots’ faulty system faced our robot with some

Dusk and Dawn Last night, a demon from hell offered to do me a favor. Any favor. Tears running down on its red, flaming cheeks - evaporating subsequently. Its scaly hide was glistening with oil. It wanted

Charlie in the middle of nowhere Thousands of years went past since Alice travelled to the wonderland. What was the truth to her, became legend. With the turning of wheel of aeons, legend became myth.

A group of seven were slowly approaching the bridge. Their gait was that of lepers, one wearisome step at a time. However they were not lepers. Hunger, thirst and severe deprivation of nutrition broke

Nobody expected to see any movements, or rather, any sign of life ever again in these forsaken lands. Not after the aeons passed in silence, innate desolation and emptiness. The song of decay was ever

Source Misty Carnival The sun was gleefully scorching what green survived in the swampland through the days. Soon the green will fade to yellow and succumb to the hard, choking embrace of her—paving the

Source Moger Mulluk — the eastern land of opportunity and prosperity had a cabinet 300 members strong but every single one of them could snatch the moon and crush it in the palms of their hands — if they

Photo from pixabay The Well of Remembrance Prompts — AI lover, the gods will die, redemption Though the cluster of space dust and an ocean of serene darkness, cruise ship Dreyer was floating forward, ever

The last time Bamun wore a t-shirt and shorts, the whole community went nuts! It was awfully scandalous! What was he thinking? A member of the highest caste in such outrageous clothes and right in the

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay Under A Dark Sun Prompts: Citizen, Some you win The moldy, damp, sick looking wooden bench I'm sitting on is bending down in the middle, no longer cannot bear its burden.

There was a hole on the rooftop. Some light rays were oozing out of it. I got closer. It was a man-sized hole. There was a lit room underneath. I climbed down. Two women were on their toes, creeping about.

“What did you do with them, you son of a bitch?”, growled Big Joe at his puny prisoner tied to a chair. His hands and legs were tightly roped and the mouth was gagged. He looked at Big Joe with a pale,

William Brown was not happy. In fact, he had about the foulest mood he could possibly get into. He just can’t get the image of that kid out of his head. Big black shiny eyes that could put cows to shame,