“Oh! Nilesh, where have you brought me?” asked Ananya. “Do not worry! This treehouse is the only place we have where we can pass this
Author: Birbhanu Singh
Birbhanu Singh works with a bank in Germany. Literature is his passion and he pens his thoughts in his free time and also reads books, Apart from that he loves to travel and is a dendrophile.
The Call of Instinct
It was a murder. A cold-blooded murder… The culprit was brought for trial in the courtroom. He was quite a character. In manacles, his steely
The Numinous 21
“It must be on 21st,” the priest of the local temple in Adarshnagar thundered. “Rahu and Ketu are casting their evil eyes on his fate.”
The Rippling Waves of Life
Should not one learn to ride the rippling waves? Keep one’s poise in storm and silence. It thunders, rumbles, and roars like a beast, But
The Egg Yolk versus the Egg White
I am the egg yolk – the impure, non-white, yellow, and the minority component of the egg. My bigger brother egg white shoves me deeper
A Divided Humanity
Flames of hate soar high up in the sky Engulfing comradeship entirely. I implore, seek solace in prayer. Caste, faith, race, and creed blur the
In the name of God
Explosions of religious fervor Against the lowly infidels; To appease HIM How cruel! Crimson-colored limbs Squirm in pain, while charred bodies tremble and writhe till
The Executioner
He was the executioner. The robber of life. The giver of death. *** The king had announced yet another death punishment. The criminal was a
The Martian Dream
The waves lapped and splashed at the seashore. The trees rustled and swayed in the wind. The crickets hummed and chirped the song of night
What is Life?
The Dream Sprang as a brook And I gaily sailed It gurgled, burbled, and sloshed In day Bad dream It barged in In loathe I
A New Friend
Devils of death descended upon Europe announcing devastation, destruction, and disaster. Stefan worked as a librarian in the State Library in Munich. But now the