Prose

By Akarshan Khatri Rarely in life, someone walks in your frame... And change the way you look at things, your experiences, the colours in...

By Akarshan Khatri Life is not always hunky-dory, every now and then comes a downward slope. Uncertainty surround, questions abound,...

By Akarshan Khatri When glass breaks, it's pieces cover more ground than what it's original structure did When pieced back together each...

By Akarshan Khatri Imagine our thoughts are vehicles, running on the roads of our mind. I just wish there were enough traffic patrollers...

By Akarshan Khatri As a child what scared us the most were monsters under the bed. As a grown up now, what haunts us are the feelings...

By Akarshan Khatri What began as a struggle is now going to end in a triumph. But triumph only of the purpose, not of the wishes and...

By Dr. Shweta Singh When you were there.. I never felt that I will lose you.. How could I imagine that my Sun will leave my days in...

By Aparajita Rajoria By Aparajita Rajoria

By Sukhdeep Kaur She asked him to meet but he refused to do so saying he was busy.But at the very same day and same time her bestfriend...

By Aditya Kumar Ab na koi number hai, na koi pata.Agar mai tumhe chitthi likhun maa, tum padhogi? Suno, maa, apne sirhane pe takiye ke...

By Deepangshu Mitra The clean and neatly trimmed beard of Jake Matthews caught the wind as he looked up to the rising sun on the shores ...

By Bhavishya We grow up, whether we want it or not. I was sixteen and desperate when I wanted, but now I think I was running for a break...

By Bhavishya Unsullied grace, a circlet of hope and pining. The gold perfectly framed by wild, wild green so dark it could be a forest...

By Bhavishya Unsullied grace, a circlet of hope and pining. The gold perfectly framed by wild, wild green so dark it could be a forest...

By Bhavishya Sometimes, I fear that I’ll never find a place in this world. That I’ll never find the niche where I fit – and it wraps...

By Bhavishya You are asleep in my arms, and this is how a dream lingers. Lingers, around the edges of my mind still soft with the night....

By Zara Fatima Ali Inside my mind exists a stretch of earth, upon which there once lived a tree. The word ‘colossal’ was coined to define...

By Virat Mehta Is baar rasoi mein gaya to samay ki aanch par umr ubal rahi thi Kuch zaayka laane ke liye masalon ki almari kholi to kayi...

By Bhavya Kumari Weary from the day’s work I lay on my bed sluggishly; feeling nothing at all. I want to think but my mind resists and...

By Aakanksha Why do we need love? Why do we feel suffocated when not allowed to express love? Why do people fight for it? Why is love so...