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In this episode a girl asking some questions to her boyfriend before marriage.

"I Arise" this story is written by Vanshika Kalsi. This story shows how a girl fights with notions and with his mind. Presented By- Storpot Music By - AShamaluevMusic Narrated By- Pranjali Video By- Pixabay I ARISE All that glitters is not gold you have often heard that told, silver is for the modest but bronze for the sagacious? who made these notions may I know, was he a father, a wise old man or an adolescent singing and rhyming all we know: truth unravels they say but how do we know if it isn't the lie which is the truth, masked under the charade of misery and deception Life is an eternal bliss...bliss is it? I question that too. I see pain, anger, sorrow, greed, and hatred in every heartfelt corner too, people bowing down to every misery, pleading for a drop of compassion, pleading to breathe to protect their chastity but what do we get- an arrow of death tearing right through the very bottom of our heart or some may say, soul. It is my soul which pleads ..screams let me be, why do I have to go through all of this, what did I do to deserve this torment. Is it because I didn't love him back or didn't oblige to all his needs, do I deserve to be treated like a cattle bought and sold in a market as and when pleased. You cannot rate me, my love, my life isn't yours to keep, you are not my master and I am not your slave, but why is my effeminate heart still wishing you well, wants you happy. Is it love? I know it in my bones it isn't. Because if it was I would have been still stuck singing your song, holding your melody and dancing to your music, I sometimes feel that life is a ringmaster and it loves to play with me, A circus in which I am the protagonist, helpless and weak ruled by the order of some supreme entity. It expects me to jump into a deep hollow pit as if though I am a fish gliding through a narrow stream, I CLOSE MY EYES AND take the jump and now I am falling deeper and deeper into this darkness and all I feel is numb as if I am immune to feelings, pain, love, EMOTIONS. I realize things are blackening, I scream but my voice betrays me, are ppl deaf? have I lost my voice? will I be able to get out of this or will my life tell me -when there is nothing left to burn, set yourself on fire, bleed my love but remember to bleed gracefully- people are watching. I listen to it -I fix my hair, dampen, my swollen eyes from the tears of the night, put on a smile -of course, a fake one -and go about my day laughing, normal -just to come back home and cry under the shower so that my hauls are subdued under the trickling voice of the water. I must mention the water has been my constant friend always covering for me, never letting anyone know what is it that is in me. But at the end of the day, I am my mother's daughter, a fighter she calls me with her voice in my heart and her love in my soul, I will move on with all my might, I shall be victorious and blaze like the rising sun, I may feel weak now but I will be stronger tomorrow for I just breathe for her and her just for me, If she sees me like this she will not be proud -I remember her telling me when I was 2 and I was mocked because I did something anew, she sat next to me and said, there are demons in the nights, go wipe your teary eyes because my princes won't cry, pick up that sword cause you have to fight with all our might. we outgrew our childhood who knew the world was nothing but a bed of belying, but every cloud has a silver lining and no matter how dark or bitter the night was -THE SUN WILL RISE. Author- Vanshika Kalsi

This Video Contains A story "A Black Hole Trap" I have been working in a laboratory for the past five months, but I still don’t get my payment yet. When I was joining this job, they signed a contract and I was so blind at the new opportunity, so I grabbed it. This contract says that I’ll be getting paid after every project has done. And foolish me, I never knew their next project was a mini black hole. A mini black-hole! in a Bangladesh laboratory! It was unbelievable. Where a fusion reaction is difficult, thinking about a mini black-hole is like an imaginary number, exists in maths not in reality. Creating a mini black-hole means, a mini supernova reaction. Which is far from our hands, as my salary is. We worked as a team two senior scientists, who are getting paid no matter how long the project run. And two junior scientists, who are in this project for their talent, and not getting paid. Sometimes I feel, I and my junior scientist friend shuvo are here, just to obey commands. As we are doing tonight. We are now working on the singularity and gravity ratio. Just for a single time, if we can do build this perfect ratio in the laboratory, and bang! our black hole and my salary will be in my hand. It’s almost 9 o clock at night and shuvo is preparing to leave, he has a date with his girlfriend. He leaves me with those unsolved maths, unmeasurable equation all along. I don’t have anywhere to go in this city. Whether I go need money, which I can’t afford. All I can afford is, the coffee of our old office coffee machine. I leave those reactions, I need coffee now. I get back with coffee a few moments letter. And the lights are bust, current sockets are burnt, there is a smell of burning in the room. What I’m supposed to do now! I can’t remember what I have done. It seems like a strong electromagnetic force is generated in this room and that’s why current devices are burnt. There is a lusterless light in the room, coming from a page. I stepped forward, and yes it’s a page, with a black circle. I don’t know this science, why would this page has soft light. I realize this is not the right time for thinking about the page-thing. I put the coffee cup and start managing other things. Suddenly I’m feeling less believe in my eyes, the coffee cup falls in the black circle and vanished. I asked myself, vanished! I saw a ‘cup’ getting vanished! .Is it a black hole! Bang!! I put my hand on the black paper-thing and yes! It can cross a 3D potential barrier. It’s a revolution! I screamed! I need to patent, for this invention. Oh no! this would be known as the invention of the team. What will I get then! No money, no fame, what would I get! I stand with the black hole and hang it on the door lock. I put my hand on the black hole and opened the door from the other side. This is the locker room of the laboratory. This big size locker may have a lot of money, I hang the black hole on the locker and started grabbing money. One bundle, two bundles, three bundles, …. twenty-two bundles my hands can’t reach more. I inserted my hand in the locker, it’s too dark in the locker. I inserted my full body in the locker, too much money for me, enough for now. I try to get out. But it’s too late the black hole was fallen. Help! Help! I screamed! Written By- Shwoni Rudra Narrated By- Kavita Shivraj Presented By- Storpot, Storpot is a platform from which you will get a train for your city, which means you will find stories, feelings, emotions, and many more interesting things. website: www.storpot.com