Short Stories & Poems

Connoisseurs Of A Faithful Slumber: My Romance With Dreams

By Sanjukta Krishnagopal: Every once in a rainy day, quite literally a rainy day, I find myself droning to a syrupy sweet memory that strides right past my prosencephalon (memory chamber of the brain) and rounds its force in my medulla oblongata (sleep centre). It’s

For You: A Story Of Love, Loss And An Endless Wait

By Shradha S: Here in the streets, a whiff of fresh air is a rarity. It’s always the smell of dead animals and rotting people. It makes me go back to the memory of that afternoon when you and I sat near those yellow meadows

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I’ll Smile #Poem

By Jyoti Singh: Guilt-stricken, ripped and raped My frame mapped when I was naive insulted, demeaned and un-draped Spare me please, I don’t feel brave. Show me my face, o mirror dear! look at me, my image. Do you dare? Do not lower your eyes

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Beautiful Bodies: A Poem On Body Image

By Nazreen Fazal: Shopping with girlfriends or at the hairdressers', Flipping through magazines as I get my hair done Page after page of glossy perfection Sensuous curves and caramel skin so soft, Image after image Mocking me, calling me names One places me in the ‘before’

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A Late Valentine’s Song #Poem

By Nisha Kutty: The crooked cans sing a crooked song, As you pass along these withered willows You can hear them clank - through these roads rather long. She basks in the glory of her idiocy, She basks in the beauty of the dark She

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Story Of Yamuna #Poem

By Shruti: I was nurtured in the womb of God, I was born in the lap of the Himalayas Heaven and Earth celebrated my birth, Creation chose to name me- Yamuna. In my childhood, I was chirpy and free I was happy, as happy could

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The Acid Burn #Poem

By Nazreen Fazal: I want to know Your thoughts that day, When you picked up that vial From the chemistry lab Turned right around and flung it on my face What were you thinking, When you saw the liquid blind my eyes then Slowly drip down

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The Journey #Poem

By Disha Khemchandani: Treading softly on the shaky path, Holding on to a bag of hope, Undeterred, she looks around With expectant eyes. Carrying a tray of sufficient dreams, Passing it around, Looking at the indifferent and tired faces A blank look crosses her face.

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The Big Fat Indian Stereotype # Poem

By Nazreen Fazal: They see curry on my plate And begin their sad monologue About how Indian I am Wisecracks about my limited career options And remarks on my 'pre-destined married life' Gaffs at ‘The Great Indian Nod’ Reflecting their inability to distinguish our yes

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