Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Years passed by my mom died out an unknown disease at those days, but now called as AIDS. My age was close to seek a job to survive, but in vain. Most of them rejected as my chromosome did a fault.
No cannon balls and swords would face if thousand young lads united. We organized a national wide hunt for that union. But we couldn’t
That was a rainy night I was adding some ink to my notepad, I was searching to add more. Thunder storm and lightening flashed my memory
I joined the army the same year war had started. I was posted in my country’s border to fight them. Those countries which were at..
I am a tough guy without fear, killing is my job and I do it for money. Though it’s against law, my scorching childhood made me to that state
I was born on May 1960 to a farmhouse owner and my mom was working along with him. As a baby I was growing fast than normal could. When I was a year old baby words came from mouth as a tornado fall.
I was a businessman until I changed my path of life. I lost my family in a war between business and life. My wife left me and she took our young kid
