Patreon Posts 4

I know many of you are already thinking that most of my posts in my blogs are my old works, years old quite often. Where are my new works? Have I stopped writing new ones?

Well I am still writing and painting as enthusiastically as before. But these days they are channeled into four other platforms- my annual republished kindle books ( -they devour quite a huge no. of stories and poems every year. Quite a lot!

my bookstore in shoptly ( Another section goes to my shoptly bookstore, here I not only publish my monthly Ezines Agnijaat and Agnishatdal I also publish a set of books of poetry and story. They are quite merrily illustrated and are available as pdf files. Yes you can read them perfectly in your cellular phone and of course in computer.

My twin Ezines Agnijaat and Agnishatdal (both English, monthlies) don’t feature much stories or poems but publish all my new essays and articles and again, truckload of illustrations.

and my patreon profile ( This one again contains bunch of stories, poems and they almost always are illustrated. If not then the stories are very long and of the type that can’t be illustrated.

I have been so stuck up with my creations that I have ignored my blogs and other social media profiles since 2015 I believe. So, if you enjoyed my works quite amply then I think it is high time that I bring you up to date, to share what I am creating these days and how can you get them!

It will be a lengthy affair, so have patience. I will be updating you about my four years of hyperactive creativity!

I will start with Patreon. It is sort of my launch-pad to make my creativity actually become my career. So since creating my profile there I have been updating 5 works each month, two are the Ezines, the remaining three are writing and paintings. Works my blogger friends thoroughly enjoyed. Stories and poems with ample amount of illustrations!

Anyone who becomes my patron there can chose from few tiers-

You can check them from my profile-

I will share some works from there, hoping they will impress potential patrons, readers who love the stories/poems I write and will love to get a few of them each month. We all have our monthly quota of books we feed the bookworms inside our brain! I did before I started spending that time into writing and painting. I used to read almost anything I could lay my hands on. So I can guess there are many bookworms like me out there who are not writers, just readers and maybe a few of them will get hooked by my writing.

Today’s story is from Agnimalya July 2017 [You can buy this copy directly from me via paypal- [don’t forget to drop me a line @ after paying in paypal so I can send you the pdf file {all these books cost $!}]

The attic- PART 4

Ritwik showed up at the door a few minutes later. “Someone is entering the house.” He said leaning at the door, looking at them.

“Yes!” They said in unison.

“What happened in their room?” Aindrilla asked.

“Well someone tore Pramila’s mathematics book to pieces.” He said in a grim tone.

Rohit told him what has happened in Aindrilla’s room today and yesterday.

“Guess I will have to spend a little more money on the house.” Ritwik said. “I am so sorry that it is happening right before your exams. If you want then you can stay in the Tollygunge flat till your exams are over.”

“I will talk with someone to fix grills in the windows and proper locks in all doors that lead outside the house.” Ritwik said before going downstairs.

“In the meantime let us go out and check out the neighbours!” Aindrilla grabbed Rohit’s arm and they went downstairs to the room of the younger girls. Pramila was sitting on her bed with a grumpy look on her face, Rinita was doing her homework.

“We are going out for a walk, want to come along?” Aindrilla asked. They jumped up and followed them.

“Pops we are going out for a while will be back before dark!” Rohit said.

“Where? Want me to drop you?” Ritwik asked.

“Just checking out the neighbourhood, won’t go far.” Aindrilla said. They went out of the gate. Their house had its own garden, and on the other three sides it was surrounded by high boundary walls of a property, they could see from the roof that it was some sort of a park, with trees and roads.”

There was a little cluster of shops and a restaurant ten minutes away from their home. They entered the restaurant and ordered dosa and coffee. When the waiter showed up Rohit dragged him into a chat.

“We have just shifted into 21 R.N. Sarani.” He said. “Is that area safe?”

“You mean the haunted house surrounded by graveyard on three sides?” was the waiter’s pat response. Then he raised his voice, “Sir these kids live in the haunted house of Muchipara (colony of shoemakers).”


Agnimalya Book 1 the attic


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