Vedika Srivastava in Stories | Reads: 129 | Likes: 2
It was my first day at senior school when I saw her. Just like a cheerful puppy jumping around from one seat to another meeting and greeting her new batch. I entered the class and took the farthest seat possible.
New places, new schools every year still made me anxious even though I should have g Read More...
Vedika Srivastava in Horror | Reads: 174 | Likes: 2
Two knocks on the mirror
15th June 2020:
“According to western beliefs if you hear three knocks on your door before the dawn it symbolizes an insult to the Holy trinity.. The father, the Son and the Holy spirit”, said Rhea munching on the sandwich. “Oh and who would be knocking a Read More...
The bookstore was nothing different from the other bookstores in the area but still had a certain charm to it. It was like time stopped at the place .It had the same décor, the same chairs, the same bunch of people re reading their favourite books again and again.
It was the only place which Read More...
Vedika Srivastava in Poetry | Reads: 222 | Likes: 1
Your hands like carcass
Signal me to stop
Your lips like tainted glass
Ask me to drop
The crowd cannot hear you
Whilst you cry
Even if they did
They'll turn a blind eye
I beat you black and blue
For that's all I could do
And you still don't have a clue Of what have I been through
I Read More...
Vedika Srivastava in Romance | Reads: 5,562 | Likes: 46
It had just stopped raining. She was there as usual. At the quaint coffee shop around the corner overlooking the street, in her favourite seat... she sat by the window with her favourite hot chocolate with tiny marshmallows floating like shooting stars in the dark blue sky.
The jukebox in the Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 04:24 PM
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