Short Story
Simon Thomson's Most Unusual Tuesday
The Bananas, the Beets, and the Most Peculiar Day at Mr. McTavish's Grocery Emporium It started on a Tuesday, and like most Tuesdays, it was no different than any Tuesday before. The sun shone kindly from behind a veil of lazy clouds, and Simon Thompson was where he so often was the gray, characterless aisles of Mr. McTavish's Grocery Emporium.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Fiction
The Weight of Lilence
Lying on his bed, Oshadha Bandara began to reflect on all the events that had happened since then, as if the sky were touching the earth. Before marriage, he thought that marriage was a single taste. A love affair filled with sensual pleasures. But marriage now, to put it simply, is bitter, difficult, unpleasant, and always a constant struggle. The crises at home are more numerous than the crises in the country. Although there are many people to give advice, there are no provisions to act accordingly. At home, the first person to give advice is his wife Yvonne. The day her mother came, that advice doubled. Then, not only his wife but also her mother's advice had to be listened to. She came yesterday too. The climax of this reached And then. He was in the hallway reading a book.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Fiction
The Storm Arrives
A genius, at least that's what his professors called him. Levi had grown up knowing he was smarter than most, and to prove that he took his final school exams four years early, and is one of the youngest people to hold a physics degree from either Oxford or Cambridge.
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Fiction
The World According to Moishe
Vel’, as one of your great American v’riter’s once said, if you really v’ant to hear about it, I v’ll tell you. Cum, cum, sit, sit…here, take this chair make yourself comFORT’able. Now, My name is Moishe and I own dis little dry cleaning store. I know it never would’ve bean possible without living in this great con’tery, the United States of America! I consider myself a fortunate man to have come vere many years ago and start a new life. I escaped that madman Hitler v’hen he v’anted to kill all the Jus. P’tui, I spit on his grave, wherever it is.
By Larry hart2 years ago in Fiction
Macbeth of William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare is discovered human psychology and reality which portray humanity or beast-like visage of human being. Around the world readers enchanted with his masterclass tragedies and comedis. Elizabethan age was enlighten by Shakespeare with his overmastering power .Macbeth is one of William Shakespeare's most famous tragedies, written around 1606. It is a dark and powerful play that explores themes of ambition, fate, power, guilt, and the supernatural. Set in medieval Scotland, the play follows the rise and fall of Macbeth, a Scottish nobleman who, driven by prophecy and unchecked ambition, descends into tyranny and madness.William Shakespeare (1564-1616 C.E.) is one of the most well-known playwrights in the world. He was born in Stratford-upon-Avon, England, as the son of the businessman John Shakespeare. He married Anne Hathaway in 1582. By 1592, he was working as a playwright and actor in London, and in 1596, he joined the Lord Chamberlain's Men, later known as the King's Men. As a company member, he was a shareholder, an actor, and their principal dramatist. Shakespeare wrote at least 40 plays. Some of those plays are missing, like Love Labor's Won, the sequel to his play Love Labour's Lost. It is unclear what order he wrote his plays in, though scholars use contextual evidence to place them in chronological order.
By Tusher Enam2 years ago in Fiction
New Year in Chamary
New Year in Chamary… I think people experience New Year differently at different times… I remember that from my childhood until I was about twenty, New Year was a time of special joy for me… I started to wear my new clothes from around February… I would wear new clothes that I only get once a year and go to my relatives' houses… I would eat sweets… I would be very excited… Today's children are less excited about New Year than we are….
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Fiction
