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The Phoenix Tattoo
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in General Literary | Reads: 211 | Likes: 0
Twenty-nine year old Mahika stood before the mirror in her bathroom. Her chubby cheeks were gone, there were definite signs of wrinkles around her eyes and lips. The dark circles beneath her eyes spun stories inside the heads of onlookers. She no longer cared. Unfettered, she undid her pink, blue a  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:00 PM
Home
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in General Literary | Reads: 399 | Likes: 0
A cloud of dust engulfed the air as Jenny plopped onto the old mattress in the attic. The entire morning was spent in cleaning it out and she looked for a moment to rest and reminisce before she drove down the highway for good. She laid back and watched the dust spiral and dance in the sunlight that  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:01 PM
The Seller Of Hope
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in General Literary | Reads: 274 | Likes: 0
A young man in the sweltering heat, having just taken four flights of stairs, knocks on the wooden door. He likes to begin his sales pitch at the top of the building. An elderly man opens the door after quite a while. "Dear Sir, I come to your door selling mirrors." The old man smiles and says in a  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:03 PM
The Case Of The Incomplete Text
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in Crime | Reads: 424 | Likes: 0
Detective X kneeled to observe the downward faced woman lying on the glass-shards strewn dingy street in a pool of her own blood. Her hands and legs bent in awkward angles were probably broken. The left foot bore a thin cut going towards the toe. The left shoe was missing while the right one, a red   Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:04 PM
Erased
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in Poetry | Reads: 215 | Likes: 0
I found myself standing,In a cave with no light.So I started running,And tumbling in the quiet.After a lifetime,I made it to a skylight.But I couldn't climb out,No matter how hard I tried.I wanted to run further,But it was a dead-end.I looked around helplessFor a foe or a friend.I must have heard vo  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:09 PM
Unfolding Life
By Tejaswinee Roychowdhury in True Story | Reads: 316 | Likes: 0
This story was first published in Jijibhisha Magazine Summer Edition of 2019. ____________________ "Mona! Come here, I want to show you something!" Little Mona came running, her pigtails dancing away. Clutching a toy bus to her bosom, Mona looked up to her mom, her big beautiful brown eyes pos  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:11 PM
Blessed parent
By Deepika oberoi in True Story | Reads: 346 | Likes: 0
Lockdown started and each and every one was somewhat like its okay .it's a new phase of life. All started with a new schedule in their lives ,spending time with family,  playing with them ,doing house hold chores and of course trying newbie recipes. All have become bakers ,some good o  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 08:49 PM
Not your Door
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | Reads: 240 | Likes: 2
Not your door Too much full you are going on right Not much away from your thoughts bright Excitement for opening the door Roaring life is now getting bored Unfortunately it's not your door Unnecessarily knocking at what's not  Create that wonderful person who bow to the source It's fragility i  Read More...
Published on Aug 28,2020 09:59 PM
Happiness Within
By madhvee in Poetry | Reads: 240 | Likes: 0
Sitting here inhunched grey pyjamasrows of books infront of mesearching forthe perfect wordI am not poetnor I want become onewithin the unsaida hazy memory shinesMorning, up with cravingsBut have to stay insidewithin the chordslyrics make a way through nightMorning, my feet touch the groundMy ears a  Read More...
Published on Aug 29,2020 01:00 PM
Plentiful Pranav
By Mridula Singh in True Story | Reads: 253 | Likes: 0
Plentiful Pranav Meera was new to her teaching profession. Luckily she got her appointment at the school where she served as an intern. She had mixed feelings of excitement and apprehension about the effervescent children around her. She was handling the responsibility of the co-class teacher of g  Read More...
Published on Aug 29,2020 06:05 PM
Super-weird
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | Reads: 288 | Likes: 3
Super-weird All right if the world thinks me super-weird I choose to be happily weird, it's okay Just a point of view which makes difference Depending upon the varieties of sense Let's have the topic of weirdness At least once in awhile it spread happiness People are absolutely involved in weirdo ta  Read More...
Published on Aug 29,2020 10:16 PM
Become your Best
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | Reads: 231 | Likes: 2
Become your Best Pick up the best from every situation, become your best Have faith and leave the rest.  Be conscious of attempting each test Moments come and go too quickly To keep it real must add valuably  It's only one's choice to take instantly Life is all about freshness with no copy  Read More...
Published on Aug 30,2020 02:17 PM
A clock with a time NOW
By Preeti Agrawal in True Story | Reads: 321 | Likes: 2
A clock with a time NOW While cleaning my table clock I met to this reality. We can keep dusting the things around us including clock. But, this suddenly shook me. They say time flies but I felt, it's me flying.  A reality that greatly show a clock with a time now. We should genuinely be aware   Read More...
Published on Aug 30,2020 09:12 PM
The Red Box
By Ganesh Ramalingam in Humour & Comedy | Reads: 386 | Likes: 0
I dropped the letter in the post box.  I wrote this letter to my old friend whom I had not met in many years. The post box swallowed my letter and sitting there with its ever innocent look. This post box (or red box) sometimes makes me think how come it can be calm and innocent all the time whi  Read More...
Published on Aug 30,2020 11:48 PM
Water Jug
By Aaditya in Poetry | Reads: 174 | Likes: 1
You know how we don't always fill up the glass with water and directly drink out the water jug? I finished watching a Snoop Documentary, went to drink water straight out the jug and wrote this poem. There come a time in life when you realize which wrist to be tilted and which not.  We say lef  Read More...
Published on Aug 31,2020 06:19 AM