Writings Submitted

By Barshita Das Like any other day, Manav, yes that's me, I was returning from the college. On the way to home, I stopped by a shop to...

By Swarnim Dixit ( Ezra) In Zeus’s court , out of stardust once rose a goddess the gods gasped at her beauty. The courtiers pushed each...

By Astitva Tripathi It was a quarter past ten when Sylvia, preparing for bed, carried her diary and pen to write her daily journal....

By Noorul Hisana When Nargis entered the courtyard, the entire area reflected her mother’s personality. Despite the sunny afternoon, an...

By Anjali Malodiya In a small village in India, there was a family eagerly awaiting the birth of their second child. Radha, the mother,...

By Anjali Malodiya Airaa gazed out of the café window, her heart racing with anticipation. Today was the day she would meet Arjun, the...

By Mayank Generation gap, a hindrance in the path of communication, where thoughts and beliefs of persons be ailed to different...

By Mayank A cluster of friends met at a reunion, they all were waiting for their dearest to arrive who was late due to some office work....

By Jasmeet Dosanjh Summer had finally happened on moon-gravel road. That night, there were no ominous spaceships floating above in the...

By Yaamini In the sleepy town of Willow Creek, nestled amidst a sea of towering pines, there existed a legend as old as time itself. It...

By Samriddhi M I squinted through sleepy eyelids, peering up at the figure above me as the gilded tendrils of sunlight pierced into the...

By Yash S Jain Teri teeki aakhon par aa rukha he yeh dil😍 Yeh bheege hoton par aa rukha he yeh dil💋 Mulayam baahon par aa rukha he yeh...

By Aidén Düffeild In the stillness of an empty classroom, where echoes of laughter and learning had faded away, she stood, her heart...

By V V S N Raju In a village their lived a guy named Jana, He always love to stay alone. One day he asked his mom that why she always...

By Vihaan Riju We found it after four months. Four months of trudging through the slimy, ever-dripping Amazon rainforest, under the...

By Vedashree B N Black is blossoming. The curves of black hooking upon the corners of the brown moist wood, the black curls tying braids...

By Vedashree B N “....When the worker bees return from a successful food-searching trip, they do an extended “dance” inside the nest -...

By Vidyanshi Mittal Myra should’ve tried to make sense of it, but she didn’t. Who would? Isn’t a home supposed to be one for comfort, not...

By Pranathi Rathore Mavshi looked at her neighboring vendors and then questioned why everyone had customers but not her. People flickered...

By Pranathi Rathore 'Now the wait is over' I thought as I checked my letter box. After my parents' death, Grandpa Sherley is the one who...