Short Story

By U. Fathima Farzana Silence everywhere except on the dark blue sea. Adam stood on the roof of the colossal view tower on the edge of a...

By Amit Lamba There was a mouse called Toya, he used to live with his parents, Mr. Oreo and Mrs. Nora, and a sister named Janice, in a...

By Swanik Jain “Life is easy”, a shriveled voice came from behind the rack of the library, where the young man was just pulling his book....

By Benita Patnaik The gorge below the swaying bridge looked terrifyingly narrow; if I did fall, I would be crushed into smithereens in...

By Nimisha Yadav "Are ghosts real? Am I real? Is time real? I don't think I am thinking straight. Why does life feel like a blur? Am I...

By Kakoli Ghosh - How long will you sit here counting the waves? Aren't you hungry? Let's go home now. - Please let's stay here for a...

By Aryashree Rajan arched his neck to stare out the window for a better view. The humongous clouds that had swirled around the airplane...

By Aryashree Not far off the coast of Port Blair, in the quaint island of North Bay lived Francis Richards, a simple, unassuming, kind...

By Yadnesh Shingare “I have come here all alone,” I said looking at the strangers sitting in front of me. “And that’s absolutely alright...

By Yadnesh Shingare It felt like I was going into labor. One of my doctors had mentioned it before, kidney stones for men feel like...

By Anusree Gupta Anil Choudhury rushed through the paddy field with his trusted servants. He had his rifle ready to fire in case of any...

By Sneha Kumari "Tell me again, what's the story behind this?" The little girl asked me once more, cupping the pinecone ever so carefully...

By Fida Hussain Sodagar It all started in September. Mehr and Ruhail met each other during the inter-college writing competition. Both...

By Fida Hussain Sodagar It was a Cold Autumn Morning. A girl in black was walking through the golden lanes cordoned by the mighty chinar...

By Fida Hussain Sodagar It was cold winter dawn. The gusty winds with a pinch of lyrical tone were blowing piercing through lifeless...

By Pooja Pasricha Musty, the smell of sadness and old age. Somehow, her home always hosted this odour. The structure itself seemed to...

By Pooja Pasricha Rummaging frantically through his brain for lost memories, as if looking through his old coat pocket for a letter he...

By Manasvini Humiliation, is a Heart-breaking Unpredictable Massacre of hopes Impactful life-long Lamentful Ignominious Assassinating...

By Manasvini What is life? LIFE is a Lively experience Illuminated with Fascination and Enthusiasm. All humans beings without any...

By Susmita Hazra Before I even knew this term, I suffered. There was no end to my suffering years back. My soul had outgrown a layer of...