Hell Camp-Your Loving Taliban

In a computerized hall like laboratory, two eyes were fixed on a screen in front of them. The power of that super computer was examining a globe shaped machine next to it. That globe, about eight feet in radius, was iridescent and had many hidden possibilities in its womb. The super computer was trying to get to the bottom of those hidden marvels.

Preface

I don’t Want Time-Machine

Sunshine

The Journey Within

The River has Disappeared

Hell Camp-Your Loving Taliban

Overnight Guest