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The monday that wasn't
By archana nair in General Literary | Reads: 246 | Likes: 6
There I was standing by the road waiting for the bus. Monsoon has arrived right in time for my school reopening. The cloudy skies, sodden roads and muddy boots reflected and amplified my mood. Two months were over in a lightening. Speaking of lightening, my TV was damaged in yesterday's thunderstorm  Read More...
Published on May 31,2020 07:32 PM
Stay happy, We are not quarantined!
By Nivedita A in Humour & Comedy | Reads: 1,263 | Likes: 5
Mottu turned towards pattlu and said, "hey pattlu ,isn't it so nice that that man in the first house of the street named us". Pattlu said,"yes mottu , I always wondered why are we not cared like other animals or birds, and i felt cool when he called us by name". Mottu said, " pat  Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 12:56 PM
Weird story telling
By Eswar Tavva in Romance | Reads: 329 | Likes: 5
WEIRD STORY TELLING We all are storytellers. We all are creative but the problem is that we don't know it.  You don't believe me. Read the story carefully till end.  Caution: The story is not in any order. Have patience. Meanwhile Sridhar's hand started trembling, his hand was not in his c  Read More...
Published on Apr 11,2020 09:26 AM
3am Call
By N.Sowbarnika in Horror | Reads: 237 | Likes: 5
                                3am Call "screech..." the  unlubricated brakes of the taxi wailed as it came to halt. A pair of pointed heeled boots alighted from it. The eyes rolled up from within the aquamarine ho  Read More...
Published on Apr 13,2020 09:50 PM
Sugar In Coffee
By Noyonika Goswami in Poetry | Reads: 229 | Likes: 5
I may come as bitter, Maybe a little murky as well. I maybe a little too short-tempered,  Where every inch of your skin screams as soon as it touches my shell I reside in— It's called a glass perphaps. Even though I may appear dark at first, Maybe a little too selfish at times— Wher  Read More...
Published on Apr 22,2020 05:15 AM
What can I help you with?
By Monika S Gupta in Romance | Reads: 228 | Likes: 5
Strolling through a Calvin Klein outlet in search of a pair of jeans, my cell phone beeped with a notification that she is around, and I must see her. It’s been only a few years, but it seems like ages since I have known her. However, today is special and holy. Just the thought of holding her   Read More...
Published on Jun 8,2020 12:09 AM
Solitary Confinement!
By Filter Koffee Chronicles in General Literary | Reads: 2,363 | Likes: 4
She woke up at 5:10 am, as always, 5 minutes before her mobile alarm would play the Suprabatham, the MS Subbalakshmi version, the one that wakes up nearly all South India. A habit that she had picked from her hostel roommate, in what seemed to be a lifetime ago. She reminisced fondly, stretching her  Read More...
Published on Mar 31,2020 02:08 AM
An Unlikely Bond: United by Foe
By shabia in Humour & Comedy | Reads: 2,194 | Likes: 4
Knock Knock!  This was the second time and this time it was louder. Now, I was thinking of all the chilling things that could get me killed. It has been four months since I shifted to my new place. With over two years of copyediting, I had now decided to take the next step - writing - which ha  Read More...
Published on Mar 30,2020 11:34 PM
The Tigress of Vettaikaranpatti!
By Filter Koffee Chronicles in Mythology | Reads: 456 | Likes: 4
The news was grim. Veeramaran, the head of the Vettaikaranpatti (meaning place of the hunter) principality was at his wit’s end. The tigress had once again ventured into the villages at night and this time killed two of his best soldiers. These soldiers were just innocently patrolling the vill  Read More...
Published on Apr 3,2020 01:22 AM
THAT SAPPHIRE LACOSTE
By Unnati Kotecha in Romance | Reads: 415 | Likes: 4
Urmi:That evening, although the sky was frequently overcast, it was at no time dark. The rain-bearing wind was blowing in squalls from the southeast and I, inviting not only the rain, but also the tattered images of some memories, sat by the window wearing a cerulean dress. A cold zephyr touched the  Read More...
Published on Apr 22,2020 02:07 AM
The Mask-less Janitor
By Afreen Shanavas in General Literary | Reads: 361 | Likes: 4
“Bad news, Mr. Brown”, the doctor announced handing over a report to a gob smacked person, who looked wan and white with fear, his hands trembling as he received the report. Even though he knew what to expect he lowered his eyes to the wordings in the paper just to be sure. This wasn&rsq  Read More...
Published on Jun 11,2020 11:01 AM
The flash back.
By Ruqaiya in General Literary | Reads: 319 | Likes: 4
The cat with the utmost patience, to glance at her mistress was sitting on her royal mat. As soon as her mistress pirouetted in, she lifted her in her soft hands and ran her fingers through her furry body. With intense love and care she looked at her and excitedly said, “Oh Snow white! Today i  Read More...
Published on Apr 1,2020 08:39 PM
In Between
By Jayati Das Gupta in General Literary | Reads: 250 | Likes: 4
His mother walked into the room just as he was about to apply her new lipstick. She was startled. He was startled. "What are you doing with my lipstick? It's new...I haven't used it so far. Couldn't you have waited?" He smiled and handed it back to her. "I forgot to tell you...I am playing Draupadi   Read More...
Published on May 11,2020 12:52 PM
MUN KADHAVU
By Chithra Rangarajan in Poetry | Reads: 237 | Likes: 4
I greeted you as a little one in your mom’s arms Your fingers rubbed me kindly as you passed by. In a little while a toddler crawled towards me. I stood solid to support those delicate legs. You glimmered with your incisors. Gradually you ascended and shook me briskly Seeking to venture the u  Read More...
Published on Apr 22,2020 08:59 PM
The Game
By Somreeta Das in General Literary | Reads: 210 | Likes: 4
Little Prithvi is playing the match puzzle game on his mother’s console. He just can’t break this level. He has been trying for ages it seems to him. But he’s having fun playing it. He has seen his mother play this game every day. Why she calls it work he has no idea. Work is when   Read More...
Published on May 17,2020 04:15 AM