Category: Stories

This Is My Will -Fatima Binte Mostafiz

Such a sunny day it is, there is no cloud in the morning sky. And the sun is burning gracefully. But its beauty is nothing to the people of Gaza. They are running for a place to hide themselve from the bombs of Israeli plane. But still a little boy...

Last sight -Fatima binte Mostafiz

Here I am, sitting on a bench, waiting for the train to arrive. I can see how annoyed everyone is, just because the train is late today. But what about me? What am I feeling? In this case, my answer is nothing. I’m not feeling annoyed, angry, sad or anything....

A wish  -Khadiza Binte Mostafiz

A white ceiling. I’m staring at it. After all there’s nothing else for me to do. It hurts. My body hurts so much. It’s really painful. I want to get out. It’s been so long that I haven’t seen the sky. This white empty ceiling of this hospital is so...

Dear Little Snowbell -Kazi Falguni Eshita

“Look at those eyes, all blue!” Melissa pointed out, gently stroking the little ball of fur. “Huh? Blue? Kittens don’t have blue eyes, Lisa.” Jordan shrugged, brushing away some stray fur from his fingertips. “See for yourself, bro.” Jordan held the little kitten close, to get a better look at...

Heaven’s Children -Khadiza Binte Mostafiz

Zaid turns off the TV. He hates violence and bloodshed but that’s what the TV shows every single day. How many people died, how many cities are destroyed that’s always the headline. But there’s no way to blame them because that’s what the war does. Sitting on the Sofa of...

Dana and the Butterfly – Kazi Falguni Eshita

“Dana, good morning! Rise and shine!” “Oh, Amma, it’s Friday. Can’t I sleep a little late?” “Nope. It’s good to get up at the same time every day.” Dana never had school on Fridays, and it had rained the day before. She always enjoyed sleeping a little late on rainy...

Teen Drinking – Taking Life away from Life – Kazi Falguni Eshita

Shelby Allen, a 17-year old athlete didn’t seem like the usual wild party girl. One night, she went to a friend, Jane’s party. Shelby planned to drink 15 shots of vodka when there were no adults around. When Shelby got sick, her friend led her to the nearest bathroom to...

An Offbeat Decision -Ifrith Islam

‘A car crushed against a truck… A scream of a woman was heard… Lying there a woman with one hand on her stomach and the other hand was holding the car handle seemed she tried to protect herself… There was blood all around the road…’ All of a sudden, my...

Penelope The friendly Dragon

“Mommy, I want to learn more about the Golden Apple”. Penelope squeaked, cuddling closer to her mother. Penelope had large,  bright eyes, and a very friendly smile always lit her face. She hardly got angry, but beware! If you behave well with her, she will do the same to you....

‘Evil’ Wasps that Rule the World

These wasps lay their eggs inside other insects, which their larvae then eat from within. It sounds horrendous, but they are spectacularly common On Costa Rica, inside a wheel of sticky silk, an orb weaver spider is doomed to die. She is a formidable predator, but this Leucauge argyra has...

Aqua’s Adventures

“Where did he go? He said he would be back soon.” Aqua asked her friend, Mary. “Quack! He should be back by now. He went in search of a nice surprise gift for you.” Mary replied. Aqua felt worried. Bob never left her alone in the duck nest for so...

Save A Boat Sail A Stone

Nafisa Tabassum# Sometimes, we humans get the urge to travel around a bit. Sitting still as a stone gets on our nerves sometimes. But it seems we’re not the only ones who feel that way. Stones themselves sometimes get the urge to sail around a bit. Fascinating, isn’t it? A...

Tiny Plastic Big Problem

Scientists find that tiny pieces of plastic travel great distances, threatening the ocean ecosystem Plastic bottles lying in the gutter. Grocery bags tangled in branches. Food wrappers scuttling across the ground on a windy day. Although such examples of litter easily come to mind, they only hint at the serious...

B for Brother

Kazi Falguni Eshita# She slowly trudged forward with a heavy backpack loaded with books. Her short, hair reached only to her ears. Drops of sweat glistened on her forehead. A thick pair of spectacles kept coming down to her nose, and she had to push them up every few minutes...

The Rain Dance

Bushra Altaf Chowdhury Beneath a heaven of dark, cumulonimbus, floating clouds, when the moon never shone itself even for a hairbreadth’s time, while downpour it had been that drenched the earth in profusion, she awaited him. “You appear just like a dream to me ..,” heartbreakingly beautiful, her voice sang...

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Narrow Escape

Y. Yilmaz Since my childhood, I have been afraid of small, confined spaces and furiously fled from such places. Later, I understood that this condition was known as claustrophobia, but I have never been able to master it. Now, unwillingly, I had to enter a closed narrow space. I was...

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The Magic of Colors

Kazi Falguni Eshita My sweet princess, please write, or else teacher will say you’re a bad girl. But you’re a good girl, right? RamizaAfroz squeezed her daughter’s cheeks. “Mommy, please, I don’t want to write.” Five-year-old Mehjabin pleaded. She loved her books, used to memorize nursery rhymes with great enthusiasm....

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The Incomplete Rose

Kazi Falguni Eshita “Oh, please, give me some more colors, PLEASE!” Mr. Roset cried out as loud as he could but Sarina gave him a cold shoulder. After all, Mr. Roset was nothing but an incomplete hand-drawn rose lying in a plastic folder. To her, he was just a piece...

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Shelf Life

 James Zahardis Inside a low-rent apartment a wall-pocket hums, then illuminates. An aerosolized admixture of stimulants and bio-stabilizers wafts toward Alron Chattobee’s face, awakening him: “Tatti! Forty days down the drain!” he thinks, reaching for the red button above his chest. The shatterproof window opens and the shelf of the...

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The Shroud of Turin

The Shroud of Turin, a 14-foot cloth in which many believe Jesus Christ was buried, may be the most studied artifact in history—and the most controversial. For centuries, scientists and historians have pored over this bloodstained piece of linen that bears the faint outline of a crucified man,