Our river

Our river P K Routray Can a river belong to a sect or village? but our love for our river has given us such a faith and a courage. This is the longest and perennial river of the region,

Remember this bright Summer

Remember this bright Summer when all the Autumn sky is grey. Remember blossoms on the trees when Autumn leaves are tossed away. Remember her you loved; how she was young and bright and gay.

The Wonder Of A Rose

Every rose is a colossus, towering overhead. Every rose is like a lighthouse with an eye of blazing red. Every petal more impressive than all the pyramids and tombs

The Angel and The Oil Man

A rich oil baron was dying and the Angel of Death came to take him. “So will heaven be a paradise with fruit trees and birds and flowers and sparkling, clear water?”, he asked.

Dark dreams inside the purple house (unfinished first chapter)

The walls were breathing and my brain was twitching to the tune of paranoia and fear.

Woodpecker’s shock-absorbers

Hammering rapidly: force on its head that is greater than 1000 g*. (If banged at just 300g, we’d be concussed, or our brains would be messed.) Specialised structure of bones and tendons,

Stir My Emotions

What will happen when I wake from this dream? They will crash and implode or Everything will be like it was.....

Between the Pages

from the far side of the bay undulating calls from a loon add accent to the day

Extinct Individuality

She looked out into a surreal land of fantasy, of dreams, of absolute magnificent imagination beyond her wildest dreams. She looked out at the brilliant sky glimmering in her eyes...

Nervous Winter

warning: this is depressing

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