Short Story

By Aditi Ranmale He was the popular bad boy of the school, having a personality of being a trouble maker. Nevertheless, he was a...

By Aditi Ranmale She walked out of her home in a nice white kurta with an oxidized earing perfectly matching her outfit, making her glow...

By Nandhita Pradeep It was a hot and humid night. I just came home after a conference meeting. I was just too tired to attend a...

By Vidya Jideesh “Annoying noise…Is he coming? Who let him in?” She was disturbed. Suddenly she heard a knock at the door. She hid...

By Shreya Joshi 1692, June 9th The Captain is standing before me, looking at my face speculatively. He is wearing a tool belt on his...

By Shreya Joshi Ishani was staring hard at herself in the bathroom mirror, wondering if she had gone crazy. Looking back at her was the...

By Bhavya Kumari The sun shines on my eyes and I wrinkle them to shield myself from the golden heat. I look to the left and then to the...

By Abhijit Ray Anvi had never seen her grandfather in flesh and blood, but her mother had always told her that she does not need to see...

By Debayani Sengupta Tying my frizzy hair up in a bun, I sway to the music blasting from the radio while stirring two cups of hot coffee....

By Shreyas Adhikari Dawn had broken over the town when Ganga Dass produced an aromatic wad of paan from his pocket and popped it into...

By Hritik Kumar It was noon of early February when I was travelling back home in an auto rickshaw from Dhanbad-the main city, with some...

By Kuldeep Rai Not a very long time ago, I was born. The Place was a place... I was a child one day i guess.. Then one day I was a boy ....

By Nusrat Jabeen It was the spring semester of their senior year when the pandemic hit. The fraternity brothers were devastated when...

By Nandhita Pradeep 29th March 2019 The war zone gives us an uneasy and terrified feeling. People who have the courage can only get...

By Debayani Sengupta The late evening sky is aglow with the silvery moon and the countless stars, yet the house I am in is engulfed in...

By Sabira Kaur Pain. a feeling that follows getting hurt, a misspoken word, a small cut, a wound. All of them inflict pain, some more...

By Sabira Kaur All good guys are not good. And all bad guys are not bad. Mistaken by thousands of people, ignored by family, bullied by...

By Chetan Jagdish Soshte रक्ताने हात माझे बरबटलेत, होय मीच खुनी आहे, एक नाही तर चार खुन मी केलेत, माझ्या अपेक्षा,स्वप्न, जिद्द आणि...

By Aditi Ranmale She walked out of her home in a nice white kurta with an oxidized earing perfectly matching her outfit, making her glow...

By Aditi Ranmale He was the popular bad boy of the school, having a personality of being a trouble maker. Nevertheless, he was a loveable...