The forest is silent, and so are you, a lone traveller. Where rings the chime that dares to break the hush? Are they the singing bells of a belle's anklets? Or is it the jingle of the Orion's twinkle? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 are cogniscapes of perception, inherently silent; where silence is often encroached by belles and beasts, by stars and dust. Is the auditory invasion a nuisance, or is it the singular drop that sets a stagnant superficies aquae rippling in concord? They say, the ringing of anklets, engaged in a lustful gait, have ruined the silent meditation of countless sages; but what if those 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 invite you to an arcadia, where heavens stoop to spill on earth? If you were a lone wanderer, would you fear the 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬... or would you listen close enough to decipher their enigmatic call?

Fragments of a heart, stitched together in verses. An assemblage of my poems. (Part-II) Winner of Wattpad's Shortys2025 Highest Rankings: #4 in poem #127 in poetry

A sleepless night. Shame, regrets, and erased dreams. Between broken pages and heavy losses, one voice asks: Why am I always an "almost"?

This collection of poems explores the full spectrum of human experience, from the deepest moments of solitude and silence to the fierce duality of rebellion and the intense loneliness of victory and defeat. It delves into the bittersweet ache of nostalgia, the awkward flutter of new love, and the quiet dread of a creepy warning. The poems capture both the tender and the terrifying, offering a lyrical journey through emotions, from peace and longing to anxiety and fear.

Musk on Mars wasn't supposed to be this way. Elon's dream of making Humanity Multi-planetary would end in a Big Bang. Thanks, SpaceX. A flash fiction maybe story.

A collection of short stories Cat Slave #1 - A frustrated programmer starts to suspect her cat is after more than just food. Written for the what in the wattpad contest. Prompt: My talking pet is plotting against me. Chasing Rainbows(shortys 2025 grand winner!) - A cop enters a locked psychiatric ward to get the answers she desperately needs. Cover Photo by Mayer Tawfik on Unsplash

It all begins with a text that wasn't meant for her. Maya should have deleted it-a stranger claiming to be outside, asking if he should knock or sneak in. Instead, she answered. What followed was a spark neither of them expected: playful messages that turned into late-night confessions, secrets shared in the safety of anonymity. They never exchanged names. They never asked for faces. It was easier that way-just words glowing on a screen, two souls colliding in the dark. But when their connection grows too deep to ignore, one of them suggests the unthinkable: meeting in person. Suddenly, what began as a joke becomes a risk. What if reality ruins everything? Tender, funny, and charged with longing, Wrong Number, Right Person is a modern love story about chance, courage, and choosing something real-even when it begins by accident.

After closing his club, vampire Bellamy is greeted by a surprise: his ex, her new husband, and a problem she's hoping he'll solve for old times' sake. His ex has married one of their vampire mortal enemies, and the entire vampire mob has turned against her. With the vampire mob closing in, Bellamy must choose between a woman he'd thought he'd love forever and the empire he built after he was gone. This is a paranormal short story inspired by the 1942 movie Casablanca.

"Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one." ― Terry Pratchett. A Congregation of my short stories. (Version - I) ********* Because, Stories are, after all, what always stay. P.S Each short story is a separate story having 2-5k words.