Category: Stories

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...

The Magic of Colors 0

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....

The Incomplete  Rose 0

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...

Shelf Life 0

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...

The Shroud of Turin 0

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,

Just another day 0

Just another day

 Mahmud Hussain The sky outside was pitch black. Ignoring the freezing cold, every sort of people were out on the streets, yelling and screaming in joy. Sajib could see the swirling smoke coming out of everyone’s mouth. The cold made him feel chilled to the bone, but this was an...

Most Ruthless Intelligence Agency Part-2 CIA 0

Most Ruthless Intelligence Agency Part-2 CIA

Redwan bin Abdul Baten According to the author of the newly released ‘Charlie Wilson’s War’, the exception to CIA incompetence was the arming between 1979 and 1988 of thousands of Afghan moujahedeen (“freedom fighters”). The agency flooded Afghanistan with an astonishing array of extremely dangerous weapons and “unapologetically moved to...

The Death of Tucker Rayd 0

The Death of Tucker Rayd

Kazi Falguni Eshita Last night I dreamt I bit into a shrimp and its guts torpedoed against the back of my throat. I retched, spat it out, and watched as its legs wriggled around on my plate. So much for sleeping in. It’s been a while since I walked across...

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Kazi Falguni Eshita “What is the use of being glued to electronic boxes all the time? Don’t you have better things to do?” Raffia Afzal Khan snapped at her thirteen-year-old daughter, Rubina. “Oh come on mom, I’m watching a hit movie here.” Rubin replied in an exasperated tone. She hated...

Killing cat on Honeymoon Night 0

Killing cat on Honeymoon Night

Md. Hafijur Rahman Continued from Previous Issue Ala and Bhola ate nothing for two days. The wet clothes dried on their body. They wandered here and there in the forest but did not get anything to eat. They were almost dying out of hunger. They passed the night on a...

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Killing cat on Honeymoon Night

Md. Hafijur Rahman Continued from Previous Issue A  few months elapsed. The marriage proposal of Ala was conveyed to the lady. She was very happy but did not share her feelings with anybody else. One day she took Ala and Bhola to visit her agricultural land. Their teacher Shishama accompanied...

Wings 0


Kazi Falguni Eshita I met Shaina when I was seven years old. I was in the hospital for dehydration when I first saw her. At first, her sickly, milk-white skin and the black circles around her eyes frightened me, but I wanted to know why she looked like that. I...

I Wanna Fly 1

I Wanna Fly

Kazi Falguni Eshita.. “Ramiza, get my plough, I have a lot of work today”, Firoz told his wife. “Finish your breakfast first; I’m preparing tea for you.” Ramiza answered softly, pouring tea in two little cups.

Killing cat on honeymoon night 0

Killing cat on honeymoon night

Md. Hafijur Rahman.. The earth seems foreign to him who does not have parents. It happened the same to Ala. Whatever ate he, appeared insipid, wherever he cast his eyes,

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Kazi Falguni Eshita Beams of light began to crack the curtain of darkness. The sun was about to break over the horizon. Roosters thronged around a little pile of grains. Ducks quacked on their way to the pond.