“I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious Ambiguity.”
Two of the tribesmen patrolling down a stony corridor wearing a half helmet with an arrow-like projection going downwards from both sides up to the jaw and another descended from the center covering the nostrils as they lacked nose bridges. Those men had well-developed muscles which were mostly the case with Wolfians and their sharp…
Proto Armageddon is a fiction story written by Judhajit RoyChoudhury and is being published as and when each part is getting ready.
"Finally the day has come." she thought, as she adjusted her blouse and skirt while looking her reflection on the wine in the barrel. She had a slim figure with toned skin and her body looked to be going through the changes of puberty. She saw herself once more and ran her finger through her…
A teen-aged kid running wild in the field chasing a multi-colored butterfly when she spots a lonely man lying on the field. Being scared she called her brother who was herding the cattle nearby. The brother came running to her hearing her cry and saw the lying man unfazed by the cry of her sister.…
I have started writing a fictional story. This is the first part of it. The other parts will follow as I write each part. I haven’t finalised the title and may decide later as the story develops. You are welcome to suggest a title in the comments below, along with your views. Your views may help me in writing the story.
I was on my night duty. It was a busy night. Early in the morning, I was feeling a bit tired. I just jotted down a few lines in Hindi randomly. It turned out to be a poem, which I am posting here.
