Her eyes fluttered open. As her eyes received light after a long period of time, everything appeared quite a bit dazzling to her. She could not quite make out anything apart from the bright light that encompassed her. In the…
Author: Prapti Barman
My name is Prapti Barman. I am a resident of India. Graduating in Electronics engineering, I am now working in an EDA company and posted in Bangalore. Leaving my house and my parents behind in Kolkata, the only companion I have are books. I always enjoy a nice read. Curling up in my bed with a good book is my idea of leisure. I also try to write some short stories whenever I get some time. My stories are nothing but my inner musings. You may also call them crazy ramblings. I am joining this website with the only motivation to built a certain kinship with all the members and to further improve my "ramblings" into actual writings with your help
Diary of a chirpy toddler
Once upon a time in a land far away, there lived a king and a queen. They lived in a beautiful castle. The king was very kind and humble. He was a healer. He liked to heal people from their…
Return to Origin
I was back. I was back in this familiar alley. I could see the book shop “Mitra book stall”. I looked up. It was evening time. The sun was setting. I stood there mesmerized, breathing in the last of the…
SwaPPed
As Gautam walked through the security gate into the confines of the tech park, the only thing that was troubling him was the phone call that he received from his co worker previous night. There was seemingly a bug in…