Short Stories — Why This Page Exists
Sometimes, the loudest stories are the ones never told out loud.
This page is my sanctuary of quiet echoes — fictional short stories that are deeply personal, painfully real, and quietly powerful. Each story here is crafted not to entertain, but to see, to feel, and to heal. These aren’t just made-up tales — they are pieces of truth I’ve lived, witnessed, or carried inside me for years.
The first story on this page is called “Is Silence the Biggest Scream?” — and it is the one that broke me open while creating it.
It tells the story of a boy named Arijit, who is not extraordinary. He doesn’t fly or save the world. He just tries to exist — quietly — in a world that doesn’t see him. His story is a mirror to every unseen person. It’s about rejection without words, pain without bruises, and a kind of loneliness that nobody notices until it’s too late.
Each panel of this story was carefully sketched and brought to life in anime style. The visuals aren’t just art — they’re emotional frames that carry breathless silence, parental blame, failed interviews, and nights that feel too long. The rain, the notebook, the rooftop — they’re not just symbols. They’re memories. Maybe yours, maybe mine.
This story doesn’t end with answers. It ends with a question: Did you see him? Or did you only hear about him once he was gone?
And that’s what this page is about.
It’s for stories like that — the ones we whisper in our hearts, the ones we cry over but never publish. I wanted to create a space on my blog that wasn’t just recipes or routines — but real emotion. Raw, cinematic emotion. Stories you can feel in your bones.
These short stories won’t be every day. They’ll come when they need to. When the heart swells or breaks or remembers something it was trying to forget. When I see someone on the street and wonder what silence they carry. When I sit at my desk and realize I, too, was trying to write something louder than words.
So, welcome to my quiet space. My inner cinema.
You’re not here to just read. You’re here to feel.
And maybe — to find a story that looks a little like your own.
