Writings Submitted

By Akanksha Sapkal Sitting on a garden bench, she looked deep in thought, her emotions in turmoil. Deep in  contemplation, she remained...

By Akanksha Sapkal As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on their conversation, she turned to him and  asked, "Have...

By Priyanka Bhandarkar I was late for college.I peeped outside the window to find my favorite Jackfruit  tree.My mother called me for...

By Upasana Keval પૂનમની રાત છે.ઘડિયાળમાં લગભગ ૧૨:૪૫ થયાં છે. આજનો દિવસ ઘણો ભાગદોડ થયી. પણ હવે શરીરને થાક નથી લાગતો....

By Minisha Once there were some kids who belonged to a tribe. They created a tree house and were playing a game when they found that...

By Priya Suresh After finishing a day filled with work responsibilities, Miranda Liam enters her apartment and finds her door unlocked....

By Sharmila Bhattacharjee “Papa,” she screamed.  Mr. Sen rushed into the room. Huddled in a blanket, in a corner of the room sat a...

By Sharmila Bhattacharjee With a nervous smile, I acknowledged all the people who had made a great difference in my life. I recounted the...

By Sharmila Bhattacharjee She was jolted out of her thoughts by the sudden buzz of her phone. It was a message from her father. They had...

By Kakul Hai It had been a gloomy few weeks for the marble-seller. Even though his flourishing marble business, which for decades had...

By Priyanka Bhandarkar Once upon a time there lived a man called Slylock Phones.He was a detective.He was willing to investigate any...

By Kanishka Jain Confetti hair-locks dancing in the music of the air, a wrist adorned with an ink tattoo saying 'mom dad', accelerating...

By Kanishka Jain "And today, we are starting on a high note... I mean thumkas (wink) with the one and only bootyful bird," announced the...

By Kanishka Jain A designer white, curvy, and lavish covering structure on the terrace restaurant with plants hanging and kept all...

By Kanishka Jain Two mouths coming closer, noodle getting shorter, eyes glittering. One hand holding the other with every finger filling...

By Kanishka Jain  Chopping noises of slicing onion on the chopping board and sizzling voices of the temper mixing with tomato sauce. One...

By Kanchanamala This is a dejavu! A dream come true moment. After all, how long have I yearned to reside in this house? Haven’t I? I can...

By Rishit Mukherjee Arnold wanted to cry so badly but he couldn’t because of the damn cat. Fungus sat at the corner of the room licking...

By Ruma Chakraborty Shobhana decided to wait under the plex awning of the bus stop while the rains pelted down in a steady stream. “Oh,...

By Ruma Chakraborty Purnendu Bose, I.A.S (Retd.) read the name plate of the bungalow. Ashish Saha opened the gate diffidently and...