The other side
By aashish in True Story | Reads: 149 | Likes: 0
The Other side Last thing I vaguely remember was lying down on my bed, trying to sleep. No matter how hard one tries, the brain plays its own games. Human brain is the most complicated organ/machinery a man has ever seen/found. There was a sense of disconcert in the air. I gradually squinted my eyes  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:34 PM
Blood Petals-1947
By karthik tm in War Story | Reads: 276 | Likes: 1
This is my own work and is a complete work of fiction. All characters and situations are fictitious. The place “Mehndi kuan" does not exist. Rain was pouring outside the old dilapidated mosque. The late evening call of the muezzin had just finished. In the nearby compound, there stood a run do  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:38 PM
By aashish in Poetry | Reads: 140 | Likes: 0
What have I become ?? On a stary gaze night, under the roof  Looking at the evening star While under someone else's arms Someone whom I dint even know Someone with unfamiliar face Someone with unfamiliar scent  I was trying to get your familiar warmth and comfort.. What have I become ?? T  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:37 PM
By aashish in Romance | Reads: 151 | Likes: 1
Amidst clear skies Amidst chaotic life  Amidst normal routine and  Amidst a life after you A sudden rendezvous with familiar scent, familiar voice or a familiar face takes me back in time... Time where my life was amidst you Like a pinch of salt on wound A rush of memories, photos and prom  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:40 PM
Unspoken words...
By jaya in True Story | Reads: 168 | Likes: 2
It's so painful no? The words which are bowed down deep in our hearts that eventually they become too  heavy to carry .But saying everything that comes in our heart is not an easy task if it would have been so easy then no beautiful soul should have been  cried because of this burden.Every  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:42 PM
By karthik tm in General Literary | Reads: 171 | Likes: 0
This first time Ardhu was caught with a guy alone,he was 3 years old. Among the various cuddly toys he had been gifted, the Oscar Wilde one was his favourite. An obsessive love.She saw him hug and kiss Wilde in a way any kid would, except that there was something, how can I describe it, indulge  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:42 PM
Chai, Irfan and Siddhi Vinayak
By karthik tm in True Story | Reads: 222 | Likes: 1
Chennai , 6 10 am,Saturday .A pair of hands enjoying a poor man’s “Mike Tyson versus Rambo” fist fight, with the choicest of madras slang thrown in! Two call taxi drivers in a waltz! Welcome to Chennai Kamraj Domestic Terminal. I had an urgent trip to Bombay to make and I usually d  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 12:49 PM
A Soldier's Last Cry-Mumbai 26/11
By karthik tm in Poetry | Reads: 157 | Likes: 0
Huddled inside, feeling for a fellow human I sat there distraught, steel in my hand, fire in my belly I could see him moving in front of me, like an apparition My finger had the power to make him meet his doom       A relaxed quite evening, munching on morsels , lazing on CNN A nice   Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:03 PM
The Secrets
By sukhmani in Romance | Reads: 128 | Likes: 1
There was a very cold windy day. She was just arrived in the hotel room with long red dress and open hairs. she ws looking very pretty in wine colored heels. she was going upstairs with a bag holding in her hands. she just reached into the room. she used to take out her clothes and moved towards the  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:00 PM
Wounded heart
By Suryavathi k.s in Poetry | Reads: 156 | Likes: 0
When I was hurted,sitting beside the window,thinking near the meadow,Drops of tears fell down. When I was depressed, some spirit boosted me up , I tried to wipe my tears,but the words digged me . Words can easily hurt someone,as some words are venomous,my heart wounded with pain,my eyes filled with   Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:05 PM
By Syed Musheeruddin Ahmed in Supernatural | Reads: 600 | Likes: 2
Once upon a time in a village called Glassdo there lived some families which are very far from the Abroozooka Kingdom.   Due to frequent storms in the village of Glassdo, the families who lived in the village built underpass routes with rocks and sand, they have even arranged some lights with t  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:06 PM
Autobiography of a Twig
By saumya singh in Poetry | Reads: 110 | Likes: 0
THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A TWIG  I was once a part of a huge tree As happy as one could be I was covered with lush green leaves And never had time to grieve   My position was so high That I could almost touch the sky From there I used to see The golden ball going in the sea   At night sof  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:08 PM
Rest in Peace
By Bhavana in Poetry | Reads: 105 | Likes: 1
With hues of cries and screams, I heard Rest in Peace, Wondering is it true? It is true, doubtless. Yet, I wonder. Am I? No.  Not until I don't hear, 'Rest in peace' with the 'Candle March' anymore.  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:14 PM
Ghosts in the mind...... (Tamil+English story)
By Radhika Kartic in True Story | Reads: 157 | Likes: 1
Our family used to stay in an area close to a crematorium when I was a school going, child. The connecting road from my house to the main road had the burial ground on its side at the entry point and if I have to reach my house, I have to pass through the burial ground with no other choice. When I w  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:45 PM
Once upon a life
By karthik tm in Romance | Reads: 216 | Likes: 1
She left last morning, moist eyes and a heavy heartthe skies opened up, as if the whole of my life was cryingShe said goodbye , she said farewell, she said things I fear mostHer voice was trembling, my soul died that very minute As I walk through the moaning walls of this townas if the ghost within  Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 01:26 PM