Latest posts by Sayantan GhoshCreepy poem Vengeful ghosts Midnight dinner Spirits raising toast. Sharpened teeth Crystal voice Nightcrawler moon Some distant noise. Make believe. Make amends. Shadowless movements, Or false pretense? The dead gravedigger Still singing his song, Morning seldom comes And doesn't stay for long. Endl...
Posted on 25 June 2015 | 12:21 am
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"Billions of blue blistering barnacles!" said Captain Haddock from the rubbles of a house in Kathmandu, where lived a family of four. All faithful readers of the adventures of Tintin. Their neighbors had a grandfather clock, made of pure walnut, a John Ellicott knock-off; its hourly chimes lulled ch...
Posted on 3 May 2015 | 1:42 pm
Read postVinay made lying look easy. He was a compulsive cheater, a drifter who craved the company of different women. He lied through his pants and stormed into their skirts. Vinay wrote a How to column for a Sunday weekly. How to win the girl of your dreams? How to talk to strangers on a train? How to mana...
Posted on 29 March 2015 | 10:42 pm
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