It had been two weeks since Arjun left the city behind. He had come to the hills with one purpose: to escape the crushing weight of writer’s block, that invisible force that made his mind feel like a dry well. His bungalow was perched on a hill, far enough from the town to guarantee solitudeContinue reading “The Shadows of Time”
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The Ticking Clock
The room buzzes with a humming silence, the kind that weighs heavy on your eardrums like pressure at the bottom of the ocean. Two detectives sit across from him at a chipped wooden table, their eyes scanning every twitch, every movement. A digital clock on the wall ticks in sync with the fluorescent light thatContinue reading “The Ticking Clock”
The Last Stop
He had spent the last ten years dragging himself through a life where he was invisible. His wife barely looked at him without complaint, his children forgot his birthdays, his boss saw him as nothing more than a cog in the corporate machine, and even the few people he called friends rolled their eyes atContinue reading “The Last Stop”
Two Weeks
Kabir sat at the edge of the bridge, staring into the quiet river below. It wasn’t the roaring kind that would drown your thoughts; it was the gentle, murmuring kind that made you feel like you were floating, suspended between two worlds. His feet dangled over the edge, as if one step away from vanishing,Continue reading “Two Weeks”
Dashami
The fragrance of incense filled the air, and the rhythmic beats of the dhaak reverberated through the bustling pandal. It was Shasti, the first day of Durga Puja, and the city of Kolkata was draped in lights, laughter, and celebration. Abir stood at the edge of the crowd, watching the colourful festivities unfold. He loved theContinue reading “Dashami”
The Meeting
The evening sun was gradually dissolving into the horizon, casting a golden hue over the quaint little cafe that had been their spot. It was tucked away from the hustle of the main street, a place of warmth, intimate corners, and memories that lingered like the faint aroma of coffee beans in the air. HeContinue reading “The Meeting”
Two Worlds
Ananya hadn’t planned on falling in love with the mountains. She had simply needed a break—a pause from the rush of her daily life. Her marriage to Veer was comfortable, steady, and safe. They had built a good life together, full of routine and stability. But lately, something had been missing. The quiet yearning sheContinue reading “Two Worlds”
Moonlight Cabin
Abhishek sat behind the counter of the dilapidated bookstore on College Street, surrounded by dusty piles of forgotten literature. The narrow lanes outside hummed with the chaotic symphony of honking rickshaws, hawkers, and the distant clang of tram bells. The air in North Kolkata was thick with humidity and history, an undercurrent of unspoken tensionContinue reading “Moonlight Cabin”
The Hollow Echo
He stood by the window, staring blankly at the city below, a mass of cold, indifferent concrete. The sky above, murky and grey, seemed to press down upon the world, heavy with the weight of a million lives moving in sync, while he drifted—forgotten, detached and aimless. It had been months since life happened. First,Continue reading “The Hollow Echo”
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