Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Family with tag death | divorce | husband | Life | marriage | wife
Prashant returned from the court straight to his apartment, ignoring the pleas of his parents to go over to their apartment. The divorce proceedings…
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Paranormal Experience | Suspense and Thriller with tag blood | Friends | ghost
It’s a simple Ouija board; we’ll call a small spirit or something, ask a few questions, that’s all; strictly fun. When it’s all over we’ll ask it to go away.
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Social and Moral with tag family | soldier | wife
It was a cold, dark night. The thin crescent moon was unable to dispel the darkness in the ambience. Captain Jagat Singh, Indian Army, crawled a few more feet.
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Love and Romance with tag death | Love | parent
“Look, Krishna. We’ve discharged all our responsibilities, to the best of our ability; got him educated, took care of his health, trained him to take on the world
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Poetry with tag sparrow | summer
They say glibly that poverty is a curse, Paying for sins of one’s previous birth. Why not loosen strings of your purse? Charity, man, can give the poor, mirth. All men are equal when they’re born,
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Family | Funny and Hilarious | School and College
I was posted in Nagpur, Maharashtra. We were living in a three-room tenement. My wife was a housewife and tending to her household chores diligently.
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Poetry with tag child | dad | flower | Mom
Twinkling little eyes, chubby little fingers,Pink was complexion and smile that lingers.Object of our life and soul, apple of the eye,For your…
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Social and Moral with tag money
He sounded sincere and serious. But so does every conman. He looked decent. He was well dressed; pants and full-sleeve shirt tucked in and shoes
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Poetry with tag country | flower | Love | war
I am no daffodil, I am no rose,I rouse no poetry, I stir no prose,I adorn no altar, nor gild a deity,I bedeck not a girl’s mane pretty,I am no…
Published by shyam sundar bulusu in category Poetry with tag children | earth | India
Moghuls invaded me, looted,And plundered my riches,I quietly pacified myself,That it was my bad karma;,I was silent.Then came the British crown,In garb of..
