Short Story

By Aarshiya Mukherjee This cannot be happening. It’s ridiculous, really. Well, ridiculous in my opinion. Doesn’t seem like that for the...

By Nitika Prakash Ankolekar Brooksville was the kind of town where not much ever happened. The streets were quiet, the houses old but...

By Anahita Wadhwa Just Keep Swimming. I heard the phrase first in the dark, decrepit movie theater seat I sat at the edge of, eyes...

By Nishant Patil हाथो में कलम लिए और चाय की चुस्कियों से बारिश की बूंदो को सूखे पत्तो की तरह गिरते हुए देखना, ज़िन्दगी उस रोज़ कुछ थम सी गय...

By Nishant Patil एक तरफ़ा मैंने उसे देखा, और बस ... वक़्त वही थम गया ... और मैं उसकी खुली ज़ुल्फ़ों में क़ैद हो गया |...

By Neev Aradhana Suresh The clock strikes twelve o’clock. Midnight. Manor Grave, the city twenty miles off the river Styx, lies asleep,...

By Neev Aradhana Suresh Background: 75% percent of the youth are addicted to alcohol before the age of 21 which is the legal drinking...

By Kalpita Mukherjee Calcutta International School The olive tree by which I first met him has started to age. Our olive tree. There...

By Ananya Anindita Jena The orange hue replaced the azure sky as the sun began to set. The waves roared loudly declaring the sea and the...

By Aanya Sharma Pain. The sound of my best friend’s body hitting the ground next to me. Is there anything better to pass out to? *****...

By Aanya Sharma As the river of blood pooled out of Alex Smith’s body, the new Alex Smith walked expressionlessly away from the corpse,...

By Sana Pratiti Suresh I hear birds chirping and instantly pull the covers off me. This is the day the big day! I remind myself, “I am...

By Sharon Michelle Upputuru Kallian Imran was not your average do-gooder. He was electric as he ran through the smoke-ridden streets of...

By Koushik Das When I woke up, it was dawn on an autumn morning. I was traveling by train, but when I looked around , I realized that no...

By Sharon Michelle Upputuru ~ It is said that after a person dies, the brain continues to live for seven minutes, replaying the...

By Joanna Maria George The house was quieter than Laura remembered – devoid of any sign of life. Dust clung to the tables and a musty...

By V. M. Amudha Yazhini “Did you ever have a crush? Mom” my daughter asked eagerly tilting her face as she had just told me about a boy...

By Garima Dixit These days I have been researching Marfan Syndrome, a chronic disease affecting connective tissues. It was already seven...

By V. M. Amudha Yazhini Amy loved travelling, frequently with her beloved family. Every holiday was a celebration with her family going...

By Jatin Vatsa Two Mornings Morning 1: The Hero, The Shadow and The Necessary Death As the hero approaches the day after a long night of...