Taskin Hasan

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Years passed” by Taskin Hasan

Submitted to Contest #64

"She was married off to a man thrice her age. Obviously, without her consent. She was kind of paralysed to the situation... she was young.. very young... and a captive of the affluent. It was, as a consequence of her father's debt what she had to pay off through her marriage. After some days of her wedding... "His condition is beyond repair", the doctor said with a grief as he examined her husband. ....." "What happened to him, granny?" "He died sweety... of plague... it was a pandemic of that time... spread like a fire... blazed off innumer...

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“"To think or not to think that is the question"” by Taskin Hasan

Submitted to Contest #39

" All the time the stars dazzle the sky. The only difference is that the day-star do not shiver like the night ones...". Maybe I'm the only one thinking such looking at them...... The helipad above a hill, probably the best place to look for the drama, the drama of the nature. The night, the best time to search for the lights.I closed my eyes to enjoy every bit of the nature and its charisma. With eyes closed, I imagine the nature to be what it could be.Hushhush! Hear... can't you hear that sound? The tune of wolves walking down the hilly fo...

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“The melting sun” by Taskin Hasan

Submitted to Contest #38

The iron shackles bind me. To protect me or maybe as they term it 'to protect themselves from me'. I believe, these clutches will once unentangle to release my soul, but alas I won't be there to see it. I think much, do less. The less I do is better, 'better for the world ' as they term. I have got everything I need except the sunlight, the nature, the fresh air and a beach barbecue party. I don't know what it feels to be in a family, with friends visiting very often, my sister knows (whom I never met) I can see a portrait of the earth ...

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“Never left” by Taskin Hasan

Submitted to Contest #37

"Hey, Miss Granger!", a voice float in air. I looked behind and found none. A man came from the corner and said, "Here!". I got a bit shock but managed and said promptly, "Yeah... you must be her father." And greeted him."Did you bring the diaries?""I certainly did!""You read them?""You know I'm going through a lot!""I understand. Please, may I keep these for further....."With utterly dismay, he said,"Do whatever you want...""But I assure you I'll do my best""It has been 3 months... 3 months and you are doing your best!"What else could I say...

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Author bio

I am what I write. Somewhat puzzled somewhat solved! This is a place of passion for me...