• English - Horror

    The Midnight Game

    Episode 1 – The Dare The night it began was not chosen for any omen or occasion; it was picked out of boredom. That was the most dangerous part. If the six of them had gathered in the old house because of belief, because of faith in the stories they had read online, perhaps there would have been a kind of reverence in their actions, a hesitation that might have saved them. But boredom—boredom never allows reverence. It breeds mockery, and mockery is exactly what the thing they called into that house was waiting for. The house itself was a…

  • English - Suspense

    The Silent Bells of Goa

    Aarav D’Souza Part 1 – The Drummer’s Son The monsoon had begun to soften the air of Goa, the heavy rains washing the red earth until it gleamed like polished stone. Coconut palms bent with the weight of wind and rain, and the Mandovi River ran fuller than before, carrying with it the murmurs of villages and the silence of temples that had once echoed with songs. In one such village, hidden away among groves of jackfruit trees, a boy named Ananta sat with his father’s old drum resting on his knees. The drum was no longer played in public.…

  • English - Suspense

    The Vanishing Ledger

    Arjun Malhotra  The Broken Lock The house stood at the far end of Chitpur Road like a stubborn relic, refusing to collapse even as the rest of north Kolkata modernized and decayed in equal measure. Its high arched windows were shattered, its stucco walls streaked with moss, and weeds sprouted in wild abandon from the cracks in its courtyard. The demolition crew had arrived at dawn with their rust-colored machines, but Rohan had been there before them, notebook in hand, his camera dangling from his neck, watching as the first hammer struck the gates of the house. Freelance assignments were…

  • Bangla - রহস্য গল্প

    অরণ্যের প্রান্তে

    অভিষেক দত্ত পর্ব ১ : অরণ্যের প্রান্তে সূর্য তখন পশ্চিম আকাশে গড়িয়ে পড়ছে। লালচে আলো যেন মায়ার পর্দার মতো ছড়িয়ে পড়েছে চারপাশে। মহারানী অরণ্যের গাঢ় সবুজ ছাতার উপর সেই আলোর আভা পড়তেই জঙ্গলটা আরও রহস্যময়, আরও গম্ভীর হয়ে উঠছে। বাতাসে এক অদ্ভুত শীতলতা, অথচ গ্রীষ্মকাল, গরমের দাপট চরমে থাকার কথা। যেন এই জঙ্গলের আলাদা এক নিজস্ব ঋতুচক্র আছে—বাকি পৃথিবীর সাথে যার কোনো সম্পর্ক নেই। অভিজিৎ ট্রেকিং ব্যাগ পিঠে চাপিয়ে গাড়ি থেকে নেমে দাঁড়াল ধুলোমাখা কাঁচা রাস্তায়। তার চোখে কৌতূহলের ঝিলিক। বয়স পঁচিশের কাছাকাছি, সদ্য বিশ্ববিদ্যালয় থেকে পাশ করা এক বন্যপ্রাণী গবেষক। তার লক্ষ্য—অদৃশ্যপ্রায় বন্যপ্রাণীদের খোঁজ পাওয়া। কত গল্পই না ছড়ানো…

  • English - Horror

    Red Door, No Echo

    Vivaan Malik Part 1: The Room That Doesn’t Exist The rain fell like nails on the roof of the boarding house, hard and deliberate. Elliot Crane stepped out of the taxi, dragging a battered suitcase behind him, the soles of his boots already slick with Kolkata’s monsoon grime. The signboard above the house was missing letters—what remained read: “B R ING H USE.” A broken bulb swung from the lintel like a dying eye. He paused for a moment, collar turned up, and knocked twice. Behind the faded blue door, something shifted. A slit opened. Grey eyes squinted. “Room?” Elliot…

  • English - Suspense

    The Secret of Kumbhalgarh

    Vikram Rathore Part 1: The Inheritance The sun was beginning to set behind the rugged peaks of the Aravalli Range, casting long shadows over the winding roads that led to Kumbhalgarh Fort. Anirudh Deshmukh, a young archaeologist from Delhi, gazed out the window of his car as it meandered through the narrow, serpentine paths that led him to the fort. He had heard much about the place—the towering walls, the haunting beauty of the fort, and the endless stories of its troubled past. But he never imagined that it would be his own inheritance that would bring him here. It…

  • English - Travel

    The Ganges Chronicles

    Prakash Tripathi The Invitation Raghav had spent most of his life chasing stories, following leads across cities, through crowded streets, quiet villages, and hidden corners of the world. But Banaras was different. Banaras had always fascinated him. The city’s name alone carried an aura of mysticism, an invitation to a deeper understanding of life, and death. Known as the City of Light, Banaras promised stories that were not written in books but lived in the very air, in the sacred flow of the Ganges, in the faces of the sadhus, in the temples that stood still while time passed by.…