Excerpt from my book

Keshav looked at the being he had created and whispered,
“Even without a clock, time will try to find you.”

Bhola would wake new every morning.

The pain would stay behind.
The memory would not.

But some fragments—
the deepest ones—
formed before thought, before memory—
would remain.

Stored not in his mind,
but in the shadow of the mind.

“One day,” Keshav whispered,
“that shadow will wake.”

And when it does,
the universe will have to face
what it tried to forget.


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Some Stories Don’t Ask for Your Money

Echoes of the Time is a mind-bending sci-fi novella that unfolds quietly and lingers long after the last page.

What is Echoes of the Time about?

Bhola wakes each day with fragments of a life he doesn’t remember.
Reality begins to fracture.
Time refuses to behave.

And somewhere within existence, a force is trying to erase him — not just from the present, but from time itself.

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For global US readers

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For Uk readers

https://amzn.eu/d/3VAyfLt

For Indian readers

https://amzn.in/d/gXjQT3Y

For Indian readers, buy it on amazon.in website as you can’t buy it on app ( uninstall Amazon app on phone , login on web in desktop mode, and buy it and read it on kindle app or device. Read it for free with kindle unlimited subscription)

Reasons We Live For

Beauty of nature stops alluring him, money becomes useless to him, pleasures of every sort feel like a curse to him, do you know why? Because he has only few days to live, he is suffering from a rare disease, he doesn’t want to wait to suffer more, he wants to die right now.


But wait, something stops him , he is hit by a magical charm . He can see those brown eyes , that shined like pebbles touched by divine hands. Those eyes chasing the flight of a bird who wants to fly high, those eyes chasing dream and is now watching at him. His little child, his life that will continue to thrive even after his death.


And so he has to live for his kid, his beloved, his people who love him, who depend on him , who are his only solace in his world of sufferings, the reasons he should live for. He has to prepare them , giving them wings ,so that when his time will come they would be ready to live without him .


Life continues to wander in confusion until sufferings come and the reasons become clear.


All the material things which we achieve or aspire to achieve give nothing but momentary joy that vanishes as soon as we face the real test of life, sufferings, failures, losses.

Ghost of the night

I was walking down the road
In the dead of the chilly night.
The road was desolate and dark,
Just me and my reflection in haze

I was about to end my search,
When the winds whispered behind
“What is it you seek restless soul?
Follow the cold in this deadly night

I chased that wind that shook me,
The more I moved farther it went
Like I was lured towards a Ghost,
Whirling round and round inside me.


Then I chose to close my eyes,
Let it go and flow with the ghost.
It bothered me no more until it spoke,
“Open your eyes, welcome back to life

©2021 Piyush Singh