Creative Writing

By Supriya Routray “Globalization today means exploitation of natural and human resources from a third country like India by...

By Manasvini You take a puff....it goes straight to your nose,thorax,lungs satisfying every unsatisfactory part of you. It gives you a...

By Niranjan Mudholkar Another water tanker had passed through the rough jungle road. It was the fourth tanker within just one hour. “And...

By Niranjan Mudholkar “Make sure he is dead,” said Dr. Jagannath sternly to the man standing in front of him. The man responded with a...

By Nanditha Kannan Maya Fatigue was threatening to wash over my insides again. I tried to rise, but I felt wholly comatose, unable to...

By Sakhi Sahu Sindhwani The mightiest of all; The ultimate savior but for the time being a destroyer; Initially a pain giver and...

By Shagufa Has The Quality of Education Shrunk This Pandemic? Students across the nation wrote the only medical college entrance test...

By Yash Baldaniya World, a place where we all part our ways within various journeys and operations. Someone renowned themselves by...

By Izhar Vinson Iyapillai She cried aloud with closed eyes Surrounded by four who know not who she was They wore white clothes and had...

By Ranjima Shine Olden days there was a practice of exchange of things before the evolution of money. It was found that each commodity...

By Viransh Shah Kya hua, Sirf dil hi to toota hai, Kyu itna ro rahe ho, Koi apna hi to chuta hai, Vo jaane hi wala tha kisi din tumse,...

By Viransh Shah Sunke hi ek negative feeling aai na.. Aur aani bhi chahiye. Kyuki aaj bhi kai ladkiyon ke rape hote hai aur hum kuch nahi...

By Bidisha Roy Dear World , As a women what is wrong in being single ,unmarried but still being a parent by adopting a child who really...

By Sherin Philip Its 4:20 P.M in the month of June, classes are finally over and its raining heavily. Slipping fingers through the...

By Devina Ghose The familiar hum of the grandfather clock reached their ears. It was a constant reminder of how restrained they felt as...

By Simran Thakur Late night, a man enters the door and says, "woosh..." at her back. Samaira. "Dad," says surprisingly. Both starts...

By Simran Thakur Regret is more hurtful than failure. Doing something and getting disappointment in hands can upset, but satisfied too...

By Simran Thakur Feminism. A voice for women's identity. I noticed from my childhood "Feminism" remains the most popular topic in humans....

By Amritha G Dear diary, Today I turned 9 years old . I feel like a big girl. I want to become a woman like my aunt Susan. She is a great...

By Swarnavo Ghosh Amid the chaos of the entwined dreams, I was born out of agitation like a refulgent beacon of hope in the abyss of...