Dharamraj of Kaliyuga
By Abhishek Goswami in Humour & Comedy | Reads: 747 | Likes: 3
Yudhishthir was searching for his brothers in the dense woods. All of them had gone in search of water but never returned.  Finally he saw a lake at some distance. As he went near, he saw his 4 brothers lying down dead. He thought to himself to quench his thirst first. As he stooped down to dri  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:44 PM
After You
By Syed Nowreen Qadri in General Literary | Reads: 292 | Likes: 1
Hey, how are you? I'm sure you're fine. At least I hope so. Because I'm not. I was in the shower when this concept suddenly hit my mind. "After you". What was it? It was an alien concept to me. Because, for me, there was no such thing like that. There was no you or me. There was just us. I was utter  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:44 PM
Pretending to live a life we wanted…
By SHALINI SINGHAL in General Literary | Reads: 291 | Likes: 0
Each one of us wants to live our life to the fullest, enjoy our life, strive to get whatever we want. have joined the mad rat race…just running, running and running, chasing our dreams. In the process, we forget what we wanted from our life…We start pretending to live a happy life that  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:45 PM
Bombay rains
By Vikalp Joshi in General Literary | Reads: 310 | Likes: 0
It starts raining out of nowhere, putting off my half burnt cigarette while I struggle with an umbrella who refuses to open. I can notice chaos around me, traffic noises, people hurling abuses at cars while it splashes mud water at them. My lips curve into an oblivious smile. Bombay rains always rem  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:47 PM
The Missing Stapler
By Simran Raina in Thriller | Reads: 577 | Likes: 0
With his second visit to Simr’s place, commemorated the memory of Simr’s missing stapler that Simr saw in his hands for the last time, during his first visit one year back. That time Simr was packing his stuff as was moving out to the new accommodation. And somewhere this stapler got mis  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:49 PM
My Point is…..
By SHALINI SINGHAL in General Literary | Reads: 299 | Likes: 0
The point” of something is the reason for doing it. But this word is often used in the negative sense: “what’s the point?”, “there’s no point“, “I don’t see the point“, etc. In the context of LIFE – “What is   Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:49 PM
Chance for Anthology
By Lakshita Matta in Poetry | Reads: 436 | Likes: 3
Mail us at *Lakshitamatta1612 @gmail.com* for GUARANTEED featuring  ur  content in an WORLDWIDE ANTHOLOGY. Also get in touch with us at Instagram - lakshita_matta16  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:49 PM
Grudges and memories
By Vikalp Joshi in True Story | Reads: 3,960 | Likes: 8
As I turn my bike into the gully, I see an ocean of people in white, jammed into the short gap between our matchbox houses. I see Laxmi aunty crying loudly, almost shouting without tears in her eyes, beating chests- sometimes her own, sometimes Mahesh’s whose corpse lies on a stretcher- maybe   Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:50 PM
By swapnil in True Story | Reads: 401 | Likes: 1
When we get in the trouble,we go any extent to get rid of them. Then result in fail at last.when Such like incident come happen. When malaria like diseases abrupt. then stand up somebody to take advantage of this tragedy or situation;like quack,apothecary or fake doctors disguise face of well wisher  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:50 PM
Assi ghat
By Vikalp Joshi in Poetry | Reads: 150 | Likes: 0
Some nights I sleepwalk into the pastthrough the battlefield of chaos our home had been,the mortars of grief thunder againas I lie on the floor with my head in ma’s lap,for silence and peace aren’t spelled the same. Some nights I leave the TV on,as I stretch my blanket over my facefor th  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:51 PM
March 22, 2020
By Nitya Swaruba in True Story | Reads: 258 | Likes: 2
I hear birds today, more clearly than ever. Balcony door is open ‘cause there’s no honking. No vrooms or zooms, no monster trucks shaking the house. No quarrels and voices being carried over. No people noise. I switched off the fan just to take this further. Oh yeah. Drenched in soundles  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:51 PM
◾The Monster Under My Bed◾
By Suchismita Ghoshal in Poetry | Reads: 351 | Likes: 1
the monster under my bed seems very punctilious never forgets to hop in my mind and knock me down in the times of darkness. his horrendous features fear me sometimes and sometimes don't, he adores me with his unkempt nails and smother me through his recitation, a minute reflection of horrendous so  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:52 PM
Dear Jelousy
By Prachetan Potadar in General Literary | Reads: 291 | Likes: 0
Dear Jealousy, I always wanted to get rid of you, Don't know 'Why'?I  love to  appreciate other's successAt the same, Love to learn from their failures People who fall for you won't break up with you so easily,If someone falls for you, he wants to compare himself with the rest of the worl  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:52 PM
Fuzzy logic
By Vikalp Joshi in Poetry | Reads: 163 | Likes: 0
You ask me if I love youAnd I get lost behind the stone set in my eyes,my tongue stiff behind my locked lipsand a deafening silencewhile I draw lines in my headwith dependent variables on the x axisand our love on yfor a teacher once told us in a lecture I hated to attend thathow human emotionscan&r  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:54 PM
The actual side of muslim ummah
By Zahid Majeed in General Literary | Reads: 300 | Likes: 5
 ACTUAL SIDE OF MUSLIM UMMAH Ummah___the Arabic word ummah refers to a people or a community united by certain features that they share in common such as customs, ethnicity , history, religion  . it can often referred to the community of Muslims(ummat-e-muslimah).it is used to express the  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:54 PM