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Bikash PurkaitPublished 4 days ago in FictionCharlie Chaplin mystery
### The Charlie Chaplin riddle The Enigma of a Timeless Icon Charlie Chaplin, one of the most influential numbers in the history of cinema, is famed for his enduring character," The Tramp." His silent flicks, characterized by slapstick comedy and poignant social commentary, have left an unforgettable mark on the assiduity. Yet, beneath the veneer of this cherished imitator lies a life shrouded in riddle and contestation. This essay delves into the enigmatic aspects of Chaplin’s life, exploring his origins, particular difficulties, and the moping questions that continue to intrigue chroniclers and suckers likewise.
vinoth kumarPublished 4 days ago in FictionDevil Defeated by Villagers
In the little, isolated town of Eldenwood, settled profound inside an old woodland, life had forever been basic and quiet. The townspeople were a very close local area, living off the land and supporting each other. Be that as it may, their tranquility was broken one critical night while a chilling breeze blew through the town, carrying with it a sign of fear.
borsha afrin30Published 5 days ago in FictionThe Bridge Between Hands and Heart**
In the clamoring city of Rivertown, where high rises kissed the sky and the murmur of industry consumed the space, carried on with a man named Daniel Thompson. Referred to by his friends as "Iron Dan," Daniel was a day specialist with a steady soul and the solidarity to coordinate. No matter what the season, be it the burning intensity of summer or the gnawing chill of winter, Daniel could continuously be found working enthusiastically on building destinations, in production lines, or finishing any work that requested his phenomenal strength.
borsha afrin30Published 5 days ago in FictionAn Unexpected Appointment
“Hi,” Standing at about five-foot-six inches — including her five-inch stiletto tan boots — the stranger smiled a friendly, all-knowing smile.
Potato friendship
In a antique little vill called Spudsville, where fields stretched out endlessly and the air was filled with the earthy scent of lately cultivated soil, lived two potatoes who were the stylish of musketeers. Their names were Tater and Tot. Tater was a large, robust Russet potato with a sturdy figure and a no- gibberish station. He was known for his adaptability and his knack for working problems. Tot, on the other hand, was a small, sweet Yukon Gold potato with a cheerful address and a heart of gold. Despite their differences, they were thick, always rolling together through the fields, participating dreams and adventures.
vinoth kumarPublished 5 days ago in FictionColourfull flowers on the garden
In the heart of a quaint village named Marigold, there lay a garden that was the pride of every villager. The garden, known as the Rainbow Garden, was a spectacle of vibrant colors and enchanting fragrances that drew visitors from far and wide. It was not just a garden; it was a living canvas, painted with the myriad hues of countless flowers.
vinoth kumarPublished 5 days ago in FictionRain in the forest
The timber was alive with the expectation of rain. High above, the cover of ancient trees, their leaves thick and moldable, rustled gently as the wind picked up. A faint scent of earth and verdure transfused the air, mixing with the crisp pledge of incoming humidity. For weeks, the timber had been dry, the leaves on the timber bottom scraping underfoot and the small aqueducts reduced to bare driblets. Every living thing sounded to hold its breath, staying for the long-overdue blessing from the sky. It started with a distant grumble, like the rumble of some ancient, napping beast. The first droplet fell, splashing against a broad splint with a resounding valve, snappily followed by another, and also another. Soon, a gentle jargon filled the air, a delicate symphony of nature’s percussion. The timber, formerly quiet and parched, began to stir. As the rain boosted, the cover could no longer hold the weight of the water. driblets protruded down in shimmering curtains, creating a mist that hung in the air. The ground, covered in a thick subcaste of fallen leaves and putrefying factory matter, snappily soaked up the humidity, exhaling a rich, earthy aroma that sounded to amp the very soul of the timber. Small brutes surfaced from their caching places. bitsy frogs, their skin gyroplane and glistering, hopped jovially in the growing billabongs
vinoth kumarPublished 5 days ago in FictionFrom Lambo Dreams to Los Angeles Love
From Lambo Dreams to Los Angeles Love: A Share Market Fairytale The Los Angeles skyline shimmered like a mirage in the California heat. For Priya, a bright-eyed analyst on the Mumbai stock exchange, it was a million miles away, yet closer than ever. Her phone buzzed, displaying a notification that sent a jolt of excitement through her – her latest stock pick, a fledgling tech startup, had skyrocketed in pre-market trading. This wasn’t just any win; it was life-changing.
Meeting death
Death, unlike most people who feared it, fascinated me. The curiosity about where our consciousness goes when every cell in our bodies ceases to function. What happens to our essence once we disintegrate into dirt and a pile of bones?
Ant and the dove
In a lush, vibrant timber, filled with the songs of catcalls and the rumbling of leaves, lived a active ant named Andy and a kind- hearted dove named Daisy. Their fellowship, though unusual, was one of the strongest bonds in the timber, nurtured by collective respect and innumerous acts of kindness.
vinoth kumarPublished 6 days ago in FictionSchool Friends Drift Apart.
In the core of the clamoring city, there was a secondary school named Rosewood Foundation. The school was known for its scholastic greatness as well as for the very close fellowships that bloomed inside its walls. Among these companionships was a gathering of five young ladies: Emma, Lily, Sarah, Mia, and Claire. They were indistinguishable, their giggling reverberating through the passages and their mysteries shared under the old oak tree in the schoolyard. They referred to themselves as "The Rosewood Five," a name that represented their bond and the school they cherished.
borsha afrin30Published 6 days ago in Fiction