FABLE FACTORY | The Daily Star
  • Another day, another dollar

    The day my feet touch the ground from here, she decided at that instant, is the day I finally become a woman.

  • About Time

    She saw something one moment.

  • Old Man’s Beard

    I do not miss going to work, but I miss being young – not like the leftover puzzle pieces from several different sets jammed into one, never quite fitting.

  • To you, Bhatu dadu

    Bhatu dadu died on a Friday morning, uneventfully and unobtrusively, surprising none in the village.

  • What is oomph?

    "I just don't think there is any 'oomph' between us, you know?"

  • Slumber of Intoxication

    A strange incense fills in, Stars veiled by the cluster of clouds.

  • Pori

    The slow motion of the shuttle train along with the breeze feels nice on her skin. At the end of the carriage, some students start singing one of those songs that everybody knows, in their loud and untuned voices, using whatever they have as instruments.

  • Blinded

    A dull thud and a cry from behind her roused Maia from her thoughts. She turned to find a figure clad in black sprawled facedown on the floor of the balcony. The dark-skinned boy was younger than her — in his early twenties.

  • Woe is not me

    He doesn’t smile as much as he used to. Even if he does, it doesn’t reach his eyes as much as it did before.

  • Stuck in Time

    To be completely honest, the kitchen always spooked me after dark, especially if I had to open any of the cabinets under the sink. Who knew what I would witness one of these days in there?

  • Shorolipi

    Lipi runs and runs, determined to get as far away from where she started as possible. She could feel all her pain infuse into her tears and stream violently down her face, subsiding that sunken feeling in her chest.

  • The Background

    The fading away seemed palpable to me. It was a tangible rope on a continuous journey of gliding away. A force pushing me back while I tried to hold on until at one point I slipped way back into the background.

  • Quarantine in Two Cities

    The pandemic does not discriminate, whether you live in Dhaka or New York City.

  • Season of the Black Leopard

    Black. Glossy in the moonlight. Its white whiskers asserting an implicit, involuntary dominance. Its supple body effortlessly sliding up and down the teak trees that are abundant here. A shadow – a dark emissary of the night – drifting among the plant kingdom like a fugitive.

  • A Serenade of the Sedulous

    "You know," I said, opening my backpack. "Maybe I will work from here today, listen to your story and write something on it."

  • A Bittersweet Love Affair

    Some stories just write themselves.

  • False Positive × Masks

    The light that drenched the man on the rooftop had no warmth to it. The light shifted and morphed with the changing visuals on the billboard,

  • It Rains When I Write

    And so it finally rains, it finally rains when I write.

  • Enigma

    What was it like, meeting you?

  • Fireflies

    What is it about fireflies?


    What if we met not in this decade but in one where love would be a mechanical process? Would it be different then? Or is it what it is? What if we met at an age when engineers created love like they create machines now?

  • The Departure

    I’ll walk past the sea shore,

  • Nox Caelo

    You're so annoying sometimes. Sorry, we do not use negativity towards ourselves. I'm sorry, I did not mean that. You're a wonderful person. Please grab a rag. We need to meditate.

  • Hidden behind the ancient curtains

    Someone told me the music went on even after the fall of the very last curtain, the end of the very last act. The young violinist played away, hidden behind the ancient curtains and the many Corinthian columns.

  • You, my favourite things

    You’re a work of fine art.

  • Olokkhi

    Spilled tea over expensive emerald tablecloths,

  • Rain Dance

    "He'll be here for the next one," he sighed and dropped to the ground too, "That's the good thing about birthdays. There's always more to look forward to, unless you die before the next of course."

  • Love Through Feline Eyes

    Human? My Human, where are you?


    We must have grown pretty close, Since you’ve given me access to the refrigerator.

  • Aquamarine

    Every time I look at you, I am reminded how moot a promise forever is.