Classical

Silent Symphony
In the heart of the city stood a grand opera house, its history as old as the city itself. The building, with its towering marble columns and gilded accents, was known for its opulent performances and world-class music. But there was one performance that no one had ever seen—the Silent Symphony.
By SHAKIB11 months ago in Fiction
Forgotten
In the small town of Everwood, there was a garden that no one spoke about. It sat behind the old, crumbling estate of the Galloway family, overgrown with vines and thick hedges. The mansion had been abandoned for decades, but the garden remained a mystery. Its gates, rusted and barely hanging on their hinges, were a symbol of something lost—a secret kept hidden for years.
By SHAKIB11 months ago in Fiction
Turning Point
The Great Migration stands as one of the most significant demographic movements in American history. Between 1916 and 1970, over six million African Americans left the rural South to seek better opportunities in the North and West. The reasons behind this massive migration were deeply rooted in the struggles faced by Black communities in the South, but the consequences reshaped the social and political fabric of the United States in profound ways.
By SHAKIB11 months ago in Fiction
Sopfünuo– The Mother Who turned to Stone
In a time when villages thrived on war and alliances, there lived a maiden named Sopfünuo, daughter of a great chief. She was the jewel of her people—fair, with long, silky black hair that flowed past her waist, and eyes that held the warmth of the hearth. Her beauty was matched only by her kindness, and many young warriors longed to win her hand.
By Aku Kapfo11 months ago in Fiction
The Incident of Chamary The Loan Book
The incident of Chamaria… The loan book Since childhood, we used to go to the shop and buy things with the loan book… So the loan book is very familiar to us… The loan book did not disappear when we went to the bank. It was just modified and became a plastic card…
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Fiction
The Heart Behind the Mask
Evil Hubby 02 An innocent woman who covers an evil heart with love Second evil Mom, Dad, I'm coming back Okay, son, be careful and come back, may God bless you
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Fiction
The Seed that Started a Village
In the winding heart of the great forest, Potsa and his wife, Lisha, pressed on, their weary feet sinking into the damp earth. The towering trees hummed softly as the breeze danced around them, their leaves swaying like unseen spirits watching over the travelers. The couple had ventured deep into the wild in search of a new home, carrying nothing but their resolve, a few belongings, and a pouch of precious rice seeds in a pouch fashioned with sheep bladder. With every step, hunger gnawed at their bellies, and exhaustion clung to their beings, but they pressed on—driven by hope, by the need to survive.
By Aku Kapfo11 months ago in Fiction
The Hen's Last Cry
A Sad Tale of Betrayal, Regret and the Hurt of Abandonment Real compassion is exercised when it's inconvenient, not when it's convenient.
By Rohitha Lanka11 months ago in Fiction
St. Patrick’s Day parade celebrates Boston heritage in America’s most Irish big city.
St. Patrick’s Day parade celebrates Boston heritage in America’s most Irish big city. On Sunday March 16, 2025 Boston's streets were awash in a sea of green as the city celebrated its annual South Boston St. Patrick's Day Parade. Recognized as one of the nation's most prominent observances of Irish heritage the event drew massive crowds underscoring Boston's deep-rooted Irish American community. The parade commenced at 11:30 a.m a deliberate shift to an earlier start time implemented by organizers aiming to foster a more family friendly environment. This change was part of a broader initiative to address concerns from previous years regarding public intoxication and disorderly conduct. In tandem with the adjusted schedule local establishments faced restrictions with bars required to cease entry by 6:30 p.m and halt alcohol service by 7 p.m.
By Adnan Rasheed11 months ago in Fiction
Shadows of a Broken Heart
Heartache in the Shadows Love Lost, Souls Entwined, and the Haunting Echoes of the Past The First Chapter: The Cursed Manor The night was cold, but not from the weather alone. Anyone who dared approach the abandoned Whitmore Manor felt a chill down their spine. People in the town talked about a ghostly woman who would wander the halls and call for a lover who had been betrayed for years. No one dared to stay after dark—no one, except Alina.
By Afia Sikder11 months ago in Fiction
The Last Breath of Winter
The Last Breath of Winter The Snow's Whispers in the First Chapter That evening, the cold was relentless. The scent of burning wood and something else—something far more sinister—were carried by the howling wind, which sounded like a tortured soul. Asha pulled her scarf tighter around her face as she trudged through the snow-covered path leading to the abandoned cottage at the edge of the village. This one was different from her usual fascination with mysteries. The young man Aidan Blackwood, who had vanished ten years earlier on a winter night, was the subject of rumors that circulated throughout the town. Some said he had been murdered by his own fiancée, others believed he had simply wandered into the snowstorm and never returned. Asha, however, was determined to uncover the truth.
By Afia Sikder11 months ago in Fiction
The Last Meeting
The Most Recent Event The Beginning: Lost Love In the soft glow of the evening, Niloy sat in an old café in Kolkata. His cup of coffee had been cold for some time, but he was lost in thought as he stared at the glass window. He had been waiting for someone, Trishna, for many years. Ten years earlier, on a rainy afternoon, he had last seen Trishna. Despite the fact that their love had never truly faded, their relationship had ended due to circumstances. They would never forget each other, even if they took different paths in life. They had decided to meet one more time today. But would this truly be their final meeting?
By Afia Sikder11 months ago in Fiction