Short Stories

It was January and was raining in Shimla, and the weather forecast predicted snowfall in Mussoorie. We took an Innova. Shreyansh was placed with the driver to take r  Read More...
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I LOVE YOU TOO
कल व्हॅलेंटाइन डे था।आकांक्षा का प्रेमी आकाश अपाहिज था,आकांक्  Read More...
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लंगडा प्रेमी
Sitting in the balcony and observing the leaves waving was providing solace to Tara. Little did she realize that around an hour had passed this way. She had sat to p  Read More...
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Imperfectly Perfect- A Journey till Eternity ❤️
The Memory Tree “When I was in my early 30s, I was asked what I collected. My watch is from Std VIII, wardrobe is gifted, cell phone is company's and no vehicle ye  Read More...
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The Memory Tree
Kabir was sitting by the window, staring out at the empty streets. There was a time when these streets would be filled with traffic, the loud honking of vehicles cou  Read More...
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The Wistful Polaroid
By Krishi Modi in Stories
Dear, You still believe in writing letters , i saw it in your social media's status it's very unique way to express our concerns we are no longer like the way we we  Read More...
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A letter for my friend
"Wait. What? Seriously? Today is our engagement, I just can't believe it. Can you please come over and pinch me, I still feel that this is all a dream going on." And  Read More...
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VIBGYOR Of Love
On My Deathbed   Being six years old is hard and your parents forgetting you is harder. As much as my little brain can remember, they never really wanted me. I sp  Read More...
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On My Deathbed
By Bedasruti Saha in Stories
I wrote that poem on the day I landed in India. It was seven years after the death of Pushpa. I visited her tomb on the same day. I re-collected my fond memories, or  Read More...
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Tomb Rose
By pritesh chakraborty in Stories
When I reached, he was sitting there, looking around. I slowed and pretended that I had not seen him. I started looking as if I didn’t notice him; it’s a trick t  Read More...
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Bittersweet
पहला प्यार "अधूरा हो पूर्ण"यूं तो दीवानगी की कोई हद कोई उम्र नह  Read More...
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पहला प्यार
My Love's different. Different from many. It is not she or he. It is it. It is not a person to be particular. It is a sense. A feeling. And maybe very few may unders  Read More...
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Different Love
Anuja downed the fever medicine just before the shoot. Thankfully, the dreaded test was negative, but the test-and-wait phase had sucked the life out of her. She had  Read More...
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Coffee with Anu Aunty
A world of lovers in loving Kaleidoscope is phenomenal. The most beautiful and refreshing is love that holds you in all that you have, whatever you are love is alway  Read More...
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Love Continues...
It took me a lot of time to realize that love stories are not always like Jane Austen books. Nor every love story is as exciting as Pride and Prejudice. Sometimes it  Read More...
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Not Love But Death