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Ayan Chakraborty

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Wordsmith

Capturing everyday emotions into words.

Published in Pocketful o' Stories 2.0 by Durjoy Dutta.

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The last letter

By Ayan Chakraborty in Poetry | Reads: 73 | Likes: 0

  This letter will be like a rusty old machine, stop-starting in its flow, lubricated with random emotionslong after their expiry dates. This letter is about the anxious waitfor a soldier’s last words, to arrive in its neat foldsfinally finding peace in the mailbox. These blotches and str  Read More...

Published on May 31,2020 01:02 AM

God

By Ayan Chakraborty in Poetry | Reads: 74 | Likes: 0

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Published on May 31,2020 12:52 AM

Timeline

By Ayan Chakraborty in General Literary | Reads: 98 | Likes: 1

Timeline   The teenager stopped close to the old-fashioned wooden double door at the junction of the two streets. He took a moment to gaze up at the building that stood modestly in a row of beautifully decorated flourishing high rises. Bare red bricks formed the skeleton of the one storey est  Read More...

Published on May 17,2020 04:58 PM

Heartbeats of a city

By Ayan Chakraborty in Poetry | Reads: 208 | Likes: 1

Serving as the roots to my people, I stand alone today. Littered streets and broken bridges make my rubble. Everything changes with time, it makes me question, have I changed for the better? My sky does not wear blue anymore, and the seasons have crossed borders. The green fields I so adored have l  Read More...

Published on Apr 22,2020 07:44 PM

Mr Walter's nightmares

By Ayan Chakraborty in Mystery | Reads: 318 | Likes: 2

Mr Walter concluded that he was being followed.  He took a glance at his watch, trying to stay unperturbed. It was 1 a.m. He walked along the pavement, narrowly turning his head and shifting his eyes on either side at regular intervals to keep track of the stranger behind him. It was a man, he   Read More...

Published on Apr 22,2020 12:35 AM

Rebuilding

By Ayan Chakraborty in General Literary | Reads: 116 | Likes: 0

The idea of a weekend at our grandparents’ when we were kids had a spring in our steps that provided the stiffest competition to being handed out ice pops. Never mind the clothes; our priority was to rummage in the cupboard for all the toys that could fit into our shiny backpacks. In the clim  Read More...

Published on Apr 19,2020 12:37 AM

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