Simanto Mojumder

Joined April 2025

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So Long, and Thanks For All the Fish:
The Earth is gone. At least, that’s what the dolphins believed. Before leaving, they left behind one simple message: “So long, and thanks for all the fish.”
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Earth
When the Oil Runs Dry
My mother never liked to talk about her childhood village. Said the air there was heavy. Not with heat—something else. Like memories that didn’t belong to you, but watched you anyway.
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Chapters
The Last Lantern of Khempur
They say Khempur no longer exists on any map. Back in 1897, when I was only seventeen, I first heard of the cursed village while traveling with my uncle—an eccentric archeologist obsessed with forgotten towns of Eastern India. He often mumbled about Khempur during his whiskey-drenched evenings, warning in a slurred voice, “Never light the last lantern. It wakes her.”
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Art
She Cheated, But
Boys don’t cry, they said. But that night, his pillow was soaked. Not because he was weak — but because he loved her with a kind of honesty that’s rare. The kind of love that doesn’t come with conditions. That doesn’t count mistakes. That forgives. Again and again. Even when it hurts.
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Poets
The White House Had a TikTok Deal.
For a brief moment, it looked like peace was possible. Behind the noise, away from the headlines, the U.S. government was inching toward something no one thought possible back in 2020: a real, working deal with TikTok. After years of tension, threats of bans, courtroom battles, and political posturing, there was finally a plan on the table. One that could keep TikTok running in the U.S. while addressing national security concerns. A quiet success.
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Chapters
The Gentle Art of Being Alone: . AI-Generated.
We live in a world that’s always on. Messages ding. Notifications buzz. The timelines scroll endlessly. And somewhere in all that digital chaos, the idea of simply sitting alone with your own thoughts feels… foreign. Maybe even a little uncomfortable.
By Simanto Mojumder9 months ago in Chapters