Hunter’s Moon

Chandrabhanu lay motionless as a rock on the wet and cold forest floor, camouflaged in the colours of the jungle like a predator patiently waiting for his score. Neither the seldom trickling of the night dew nor the occasional insects crawling across his seasoned skin made him blink or move. The creature he was after was nothing like any other predator he had ever hunted before. After twenty-one days of chasing this ghost in the darkness, his chances to succeed was best on this illuminated night of the hunter’s moon.

More than three hours had passed since he had moved. The unflinching wait had slowly sunk his weight a few inches into the mossy forest floor. He had finally managed to track down the beast to this ancient cave in the darkest heart of the woods but wondered how to bring down this mighty foe. The animal was stealthier than the ebbing mist amidst drizzling rain on a cold and wet jungle morn. Till now, he had only imagined the monster but had not actually seen it in flesh and gore.

He kept his bow and arrow down. The hunter gauged; they would not be effective in bringing down the beast. His long sword capable of inflicting lethal wounds could only slow down the creature, he thought, but not kill it in time before it could finish him. He could use his dagger only as a last resort in close combat and nothing more. So, his only hope was to pierce the monster’s heart or head with Madhushula, his trusted ancestral spear.

Chandrabhanu belonged to the Asura people, a small Austroasiatic ethnic group living in the western part of West Bengal bordering with the Jharkhand state of the Indian subcontinent in the year 1900. Mythologically Asuras or Rakshasas were a power-seeking class of beings, demigods, titans, demons, or antigods related to the more benevolent Hindu Gods, Devas or Suras. Throughout mythology barring exceptions, Rakshasas were known to terrorise human beings and fight with the Gods.

Historically Chandrabhanu’s forefathers were hunter-gatherers and iron smelters. His family believed that the spear Madhushula was given as a boon by Lord Shiva to their forefather, the Rakshasa Madhu. A weapon forged by the magic of Gods that destroyed anyone who directly fought with its master.

Chandrabhanu, however, did not believe in mythology. The hunter relied on the performance of his spear, with which he had killed many a beast. He had the strongest and deadliest-accurate javelin-arm in the village. The man had once brought down a ninety-kilogram razorback wild hog at a distance of one hundred meters with his fabled spear throw. The suddenly agitated swine was about to attack a little girl who had managed to land on the rampaging path of the frenzied boar.

He believed that the spear was forged on the never extinguished sacred fires burning in the ancient smelter’s hearth in the heart of their village by one of his forbearers. It was made from a very special metal only found in certain caves, now lost to knowledge, deep in this prehistoric forest. With its unique bluish-black coloured tinge, the metal of the spear was indestructible and true to its ring.

Bangasur was a tranquil village hidden in the jungles of the Purulia district of West Bengal. While at the end of the 1800s the world had progressed in several fields with inventions such as the telephone, motorcycle, and the automobile, the self-sustained hunter-gatherer iron-smelting Asura people of Chandrabhanu’s Bangasur village remained unaware of those human advancements. They lived according to their thousands of year-old Tribal systems, undiscovered and undisturbed by the modern world in any way.

All was going well until one day, the creature nicknamed ‘Boba’ started terrorising them. Losing farm animals and livestock to predators was not new in the region. Foxes, wolves, tigers, and black bears at times would kill domicile prey but never before had people been annihilated so consistently by any creature of the forest. Children, women, and even adult men had become the beast’s prey.

It was as if the beast was on a serial killing spree, addicted to human blood and flesh. It was as if it did not have to but loved to kill. Only severed body parts of the victims were ever found, if at all. None of the taken had ever survived and returned to tell about what happened to them.

Nine months had passed since this dark cloud of fear had engulfed the village. The Asuras of Bangasur had tried everything to capture and kill the beast. They had laid traps, patrolled the village night after night but had failed to put an end to this reign of fear. Though their vigil had brought down the casualties to a great extent yet every month, at least one person would become Boba’s prey.

Chandrabhanu had waited too long. The patient hunter was becoming restless. He had to decide whether to compromise his camouflaged position apt for a lethal surprise strike on the unexpecting predator emerging out of the cave or should he enter the dark cavern to further investigate. He was not a hundred per cent sure whether the beast was in or outside the grotto at the moment.

Earlier that day in the morning, back at the village, the exceptionally strong and behemoth Chief, Doraka, had gathered all the Asuras for a meeting. There had been another kill the night before. For the first time, Boba had failed to take the body. It looked like the villagers were successful in chasing the beast away.

“It seems Chandrabhanu has failed. It’s been 21 days, and the hunter has not returned. The beast must have killed him also,” spoke up the Chief’s eldest son Sukra, a dark and violent gargantuan character, who was hated by most of the villagers.

“Well, whether he is dead or not, it is certain that he has not yet been able to kill Boba,” added Raka, the Chief’s younger son, an equally violent giant-like man and his brother’s trusted aid, also despised by most in the village. The two siblings did not like Chandrabhanu and were against him going after the predator. Their father had, however, insisted and sent the hunter to get rid of Boba from the forest.

“We must not jump to conclusions. If there’s anyone in the village who can hunt down the beast, it’s Chandrabhanu. We must not forget; tonight is Hunter’s moon. There is a high chance for our man’s success. The beast Boba was unable to take away his last kill, which is a good omen. I am sure Chandrabhanu is alive and will only return after killing the creature, I am certain. For now, we must all continue to be vigilant,” said the strong and old Chieftain.

Chandrabhanu had made up his mind and rose up from his camouflaged place. Leaving his bow and arrow behind, securing his long sword on his back and with the short dagger fastened around his waist, moving like a stealthy Jaguar, the hunter entered the chilling cave. In his hand, he firmly gripped his trusted spear Madhushula pointed into the darkness.

The cave was not completely void of light. Piercing moonlight from openings in its roof, illuminated the place in patches. Under every dimly lit pillar of red lunar beam coming down at intervals from the ceiling, the hunter saw the cavern floor littered with bones of the predator’s prey. He closely looked at every pile of bone. There was something about them that had caught his attention. It had to be factored in this hunt for the life and death of an entire village.

A stench of rotten flesh filled the air. This was certainly the lair of a vicious carnivore; from whose rage it would be really difficult if not impossible to escape. The hunter had nearly reached the belly of this mass grave. Whatever creature ruled this place had to be just a few meters away. Chandrabhanu calmed his senses, slowed his breathing, and even brought down his heartbeat ready to make a move at any moment.

Somehow, he only kept on thinking about the bones. Before he was able to think any further, a soft growl from the dark end of the cave made him motionless, and he quickly shifted his gaze towards the darkness. As the hunter stared into the black void, two pairs of glowing eyes flickered for a moment and then blackened.

Twenty-four hours later, at the break of dawn when both the hunters moon and the rising sun illuminated the jungle, in a secluded clearing, just beside the village, stood the young man Dhamu frozen immobile with terror and speechless.

It was strictly prohibited to step out of the house at nocturnal hours, but he could not help himself, he had to relieve his bowels. Now he realised this mistake was about to cost him his life. Fear had made him immobile. He could not scream or move himself.

The villagers believed that anyone who fell in front of Boba became stiff and lost the ability to speak. They believed the creature had magical powers that made its victims freeze. Dhamu felt exactly this way. A few meters in front of him he saw the gigantic shiloute of the creature that had been terrorising the village.

Unable to breathe or even shut his eyes, frozen stiff in fear Dhamu waited for it all to end. Boba leapt from his position and sprinted towards his mute victim. As the creature sprang to land his killing blow, it fell with a mighty thud on the forest floor two feet in front of his helpless prey.

Dozing birds in the nearby trees startled by the noise of the creature’s falling body flew into the dawning sky as monkeys screeched and jumped on branches. Finally managing to break free from the freeze of terror, Dhamu screamed to the top of his voice, as tears burst out of his eyes and he fell on his knees, sobbing with his hands covering his face, unable to believe that he was still alive.

Moments went by and the villagers rushed out to see what had happened. There in front of Dhamu lay dead on the forest floor no beast, no creature, no ghost, but a giant of a man clad in animal fur. He wore gloves of deadly animal claws at the end of his stretched and lifeless arms. His head was pinned to the wet and cold forest floor with a spear of bluish-black steel pierced through his skull.

Chandrabhanu emerged from the nearby bushes. The hunter had spotted Boba more than a hundred meters away from the top of the nearby hillock. He saw the dark shiloute of the creature about to end the life of a person. The hunter’s moon and the dawning sun had given him just the required light to aim and throw his spear, to make this unbelievable kill of a lifetime.

Twenty-four hours earlier back at the cave, the light of the hunter’s moon had revealed to Chandrabhanu that none of the bones on the cavern floor was human, they were all from animals. At that moment he became certain that the carnivore who lived in that cave was certainly a fierce predator but not Boba the human slayer.

The two pairs of glowing eyes that had flickered for a moment back at the dark end of the cave had revealed to Chandrabhanu that they were cubs of the predator that lived in that cave. Luckily the mother was not there at that moment and Chandrabhanu decided to return to the village. On his way back it was by sheer luck that he spotted Boba about to kill Dhamu at the clearing in the forest.

The hunter approached Boba’s lifeless cadaver and pulled out Madhushula from its skull and turned the huge body around to reveal the face that had for so long been terrorising the village. It was a huge man, surprisingly not the violent Sukra or Raka as everyone now suspected. They were there in the crowd, equally anxious as everyone else.

No one could believe it as they lay their eyes on the lifeless face of chief Doraka with a hole in his head. It seemed like something had triggered the ancient demonic killing genes of the Asura chief, and he started taking pleasure in taking innocent lives and disposing of the bodies in the forest for wild animals to take care of the carcases.

Today, if you happen to visit the jungles of Purulia in India’s West Bengal state and manage to land in the Bangasur village of the hunter-gatherer iron smelting Asura people, do not be surprised to hear about the story of the hunter Chandrabhanu and how he slew the creature Boba on one night of the Hunter’s Moon in the year 1900. Who knows they might even allow you to see and touch Madhushula, the ancient speak forged by the magic of Gods that destroyed anyone who directly fought with its master, they say.

Hunter's Moon


Copyright © 2021 TRISHIKH DASGUPTA

This work of fiction, written by Trishikh Dasgupta is the author’s sole intellectual property. All rights are reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including printing, photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, send an email to the author at trishikh@gmail.com or get in touch with Trishikh on the CONTACT page of this website.


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Trishikh Dasgupta

Adventurer, philosopher, writer, painter, photographer, craftsman, innovator, or just a momentary speck in the universe flickering to leave behind a footprint on the sands of time..READ MORE

126 Comments Add yours

  1. ahiricreates says:

    This is amazing!! I was glued to it and enjoyed it thoroughly! ❤️

    Liked by 15 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Ahiri. Glad that you found the story gripping till the end

      Liked by 4 people

  2. Neethu says:

    Wow… Felt like I was reading it straight from amar chitra katha or ancient stories from chandamama… Enjoyed reading it!!

    Liked by 12 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Oh! You honour me greatly when you say so. Thank you so much for your lovely comment. Chandamama and Amarchitrakatha stories does have a strong influence on us.

      Liked by 3 people

  3. Gibberish says:

    Fascinating!! 👌👌

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much. Glad that you find my story fascinating.

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  4. What makes those mythological stories so fascinating is their mixture of reality and mysticism. Even so when in the end the truth is revealed as a concrete event, easily understood and excepted as real, we are still left with a sense of the unknown and the unexplainable, continuing to linger in our minds.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Oh, I could not have said it better. You are bang on with your explanation. Right, the story has a solid conclusion, but so many questions still linger on.

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  5. Goff James says:

    Thanks for sharing another amazing story. How such tales inform the present. Happy Writing.

    Liked by 10 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      You are most welcome Goff. Always a pleasure to write and share these stories with the world. Comments such as yours encourages me a lot to continue writing.

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      1. Goff James says:

        Cheers. Have a wonderful day.

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  6. Chris Hall says:

    Fabulous story!

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Chris, always appreciate your comment.

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  7. Ananda says:

    Marvelous story . Filled with unexpected drama , tangible intrigue and a signature slowness in the storytelling that allows us to fully immerse in it

    These stories bring alive the past through the eyes of its inhabitants in a way that is both illuminating and interesting

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Wow, Ananda. I am deeply touched by your comment. You have rightly analysed the subtle ingredients that I used to make this story. Thank you so much.

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  8. KK says:

    A magnificent story, once again, with unexpected turn of events, particularly the last one. Beautifully written👌👌💐👍

    Liked by 10 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Always appreciate your comment KK. Thank you so much. So happy that you liked the story, specially the unexpected ending.

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  9. That was a twist that I didn’t see coming. A very gripping story. Beautifully written

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      So glad that you loved the unexpected ending. It makes writing this story worthwhile. Thank you so much for your lovely comment.

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      1. Always a pleasure 🙂

        Liked by 3 people

  10. vaniheart says:

    Wow as amazing as always 😍

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much. Your appreciation makes me really happy.

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      1. vaniheart says:

        I aspire to be a storyteller like you ❤❤

        Liked by 4 people

      2. Trishikh says:

        Just keep on writing diligently. You will succeed.

        Liked by 2 people

  11. Good one. A mythic tale.

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much.

      Liked by 1 person

  12. nedhamson says:

    Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News and commented:
    A great and wonderful tale…

    Liked by 10 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Always look forward to you reblogging my story Ned. Thank you so much. Much appreciate your constant support.

      Liked by 1 person

  13. Ola G says:

    Great story, Trishikh!

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much for always liking my stories.

      Liked by 2 people

      1. Ola G says:

        It’s always a pleasure to read them! 😊

        Liked by 3 people

  14. Arpita Banerjee says:

    God!! Thank you for such an amazing one!! As always you are a ✨

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Arpita for being an ardent fan of my writing from day one.

      Liked by 1 person

  15. mcurry09 says:

    Wonderful, great story.

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Marthe for liking this story of mine.

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  16. Very well narrated. The last event was quite a wow! Had to read it twice.
    Purulia forest’s tale was excellent. I’m always keen to know about hunting stories.
    Thanks for this one. Have a good time ahead.

    Liked by 7 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Tanishq for your kind words of appreciation. Am glad that this hunt story of mine appealed to you. Will write of these in the future.

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      1. You’re very welcome.

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  17. Anamika says:

    Opulent story! Keep going with your lovely stories.

    Liked by 7 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Anamika always a pleasure to hear from you.

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  18. Your writing are really very fascinating 🙏

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      You are too kind with your appreciation Deepika, I treasure it.

      Liked by 1 person

  19. Subhraroy says:

    Wonderful mythological story

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thanks Subhra for liking my story.

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  20. lesleyscoble says:

    Thank you for enrapturing me 🙏

    Liked by 11 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      You are most welcome.

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  21. As I am still involved with the book “SAPIENS” I am very interested in your beautiful story about the hunter-gatherers and their chief Doraka, even though the ending surprises me quite a lot! Many thanks

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    1. Trishikh says:

      So glad Martina for your interest. I know the ending is perhaps very different from what a reader would expect when starting the story. Then perhaps that is the beauty about a short story, you never know what will happen in the end.

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  22. Subhraroy says:

    It’s really wonderful narrative creation. Your writing style is really excellent.

    Liked by 8 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you Subhra for liking my story.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you, I too did enjoy your post about Jack and Rose.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Trishikh says:

        You are most welcome.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much.

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  23. PauliAtomic says:

    Such a story! You’ve got incredible voice an narrative control.

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Pauli. You kind words encourage me a lot. Sorry for the late reply, as I was travelling during the past few days.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. PauliAtomic says:

        No worries. Thanks for checking out my blog, too.

        Liked by 3 people

      2. Trishikh says:

        It is my pleasure to go through your blog Pauli.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much.

      Liked by 1 person

  24. Jay says:

    Wow.. Fascinating.

    Liked by 9 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much. Really appreciate you taking the time and enjoying my story.

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  25. I enjoyed the story throughout

    Liked by 6 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much. Your comment encourages me greatly.

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      1. Welcome keep expressing yourself im blessed by your investment

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  26. Where are you getting all this information from Trishikh? Love to see our history and mythology spun off by you in your own style, great work yet again!

    Liked by 7 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Vishakha for your kind words of appreciation. I just do a lot of research (most of it) on the internet and whenever possible from books that I happen to come by. Research gives me a lot of joy. Saving many URLs in a research file for a particular story and then refering to it. Since in this blog of mine I write short stories, there is so much information that I have to sacrifice in order to keep the story short. That’s always a challenge. Really appreciate your comment and look forward to you regarding and enjoying more of my stories in the coming days.

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      1. That’s some pro tip right there..thank you for sharing those trade secrets!
        I can relate with trying to “keeping it short” though. With the ever shrinking human attention span, it’s hard to deliver the same story in fewer words.
        And pleasure is mine, keep writing!

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      2. Trishikh says:

        It’s my pleasure Vishakha to share about my writing methods. I believe the more we share knowledge, the more we learn. Knowledge hidden and hoarded will eventually be lost.

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  27. Terveen Gill says:

    Your writing is filled with vivid images and intense emotions. The way you weave your story around myth and folklore with the right tone and style is commendable. Felt like I was sitting and listening to one of the village folk narrating the story. The twist at the end is a nice touch. Would love to get my hands on that spear.
    Great writing! 🙂

    Liked by 5 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Terveen, reading your kind words of appreciation for my story at the end of the working day, brings me incomprehensible joy. Yes, you have spotted right, vivid imagery and intense emotions are an integral part of my writing. History, geography, and fiction are three of my very favourite tools, whom I use much benevolently. Do visit again, I write and release 1 story every weekend, unless I am travelling or bogged down with too much office work. I am sure you would love some of my other stories as well.

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      1. Terveen Gill says:

        Thank you so much, Trishikh. I definitely will. It’s a pleasure connecting with you. Keep writing and inspiring! 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Trishikh says:

        Will do Terveen, will keep on writing.

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  28. Good storytelling. The ending was so spooky. I did not expect it!

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    1. Trishikh says:

      I am so glad that you liked my story Rebecca. Yes the ending was spooky indeed.

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  29. Lokesh Sastya says:

    An inspiring story of a 19 year old Delhi blogger. Please visit her: https://blabberblah.wordpress.com

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Sure Lokesh. Thanks for sharing, will check it out.

      Liked by 1 person

  30. vermavkv says:

    Nicely presented story.
    I enjoyed this.

    Liked by 4 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much. I really appreciate and treasure your comment.

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  31. liveterra says:

    Çok uzun ve etkileyici hikayeler yazmak deneyim ister. Bu işte oldukça deneyimlisiniz. Sizleri tebrik ederim. Başarılarınızın devamını dilerim.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much for your lovely comment. Yes these stories are not very small, neither are they novels but you can say mid sized, around 2,000 words. I have found it my life’s passion to write these kind of stories. so glad that you liked it.

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    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much for always liking my stories.

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  32. denise421win says:

    So nicely written

    Liked by 6 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Denise, always look forward to your comments.

      Like

  33. What a great story!
    I really enjoyed it

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Luisa. Your words gives me great joy, as I read it with glee this afternoon.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. It’s well deserved praise! 🙂

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  34. nightlake says:

    To think it was the Chief, Doraka, who had committed all these heinous acts. This was a powerful story. so well done…

    Liked by 5 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Yes indeed it was a twist. Glad that you enjoyed it. Elected by your encouraging comment. Thank you so much.

      Like

  35. Nelsapy says:

    Reblogged this on Nelsapy.

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  36. usfman says:

    The ageless urge to kill as portrayed in your story as I see it could similarly happen today under treasonous leadership conditions.

    Liked by 4 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Oh you are right Usfman, these traits have been with man – time and memorial, and will perhaps stay till the last of humankind.

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  37. What a wonderful story!

    Liked by 4 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much Dawn for liking and commenting on my story.

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  38. rulookingforjesus says:

    Great post

    Liked by 4 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much.

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  39. Your writing is more for paperback and the reason is the reader is glued to it. I dislike digital distraction when some notification takes away when I am reading your story!

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Yes, that is why till now I have not allowed any advertisement on my website. I want it to free from ads and free for all to read it. I know I am missing an opportunity to make some good money through advertising, however, I rather not do it. Someday who knows I might get an opportunity to get my stories printed in a book. Thank you so much for reading my stories constantly.

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  40. This was an excellent and interesting story, and as always you hold the attention of the readers, till the end. This is the characteristics of a good story teller.
    This sounded like the ones, which we used to enjoy in our childhood – such as Chandamama.
    Thanks for sharing!

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much for liking my story. I am so glad that you think my story could find a place in the Chandmama magazine. I try my best to hold the attention of my readers, thanks for affirming that I have succeeded to a certain extent. Releasing my next story tomorrow. Do visit and read when you have time.

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  41. shaksation says:

    I loved your blog, please read my blog and show your support if you like it 🙂 https://chicadecampo.wordpress.com/

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Sure it would be my pleasure to visit you blog as well.

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  42. Amazing, very scary… and surprising.
    Very nice!!!
    Imagination Girl xxx.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much imagination girl for this beautiful compliment to my story.

      Like

  43. vikibaum says:

    Una forza narrativa non comune tra mito e realtà mi hai incollato alle tue parole, ciaoooo

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Trishikh says:

      Thank you so much.

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  44. You write beautifully. Your words excite the imagination. Thank you and best regards. Basia from Poland

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Trishikh says:

      Hi Basin. It’s my pleasure to receive your appreciation for my story. Thank you so much for your beautiful words. Do visit again, there are many more stories here that you would love to read.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Yes, I’ll start reading. I am writing a diary of my life, and you are more like a fairy tale, moving the reader to reflect more carefully on the subject. It is possible, while thinking about what you write, to follow the side paths of our thoughts. Thank you

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      2. Trishikh says:

        My best wishes with the diary of your life. I also used to write a life diary when I was younger. It gives me great joy to visit those old pages now. I am deeply flattered that you think my writing is like a fairytale moving the reader to reflect more carefully on the subject.

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