Short Stories & Poems

Just Another Day: A Story of Many More Such

By Vrinda Ravi Kumar: Today was just another day. I was walking through the muddy, narrow, uneven roads of a particular place in Delhi. Things passed me by. A guy with a muffler and a cap, a hassled woman with two naughty kids and a

In The Small Locked Room # Poem

By Mani Mahesh Garg: She was silent After the small time They spent together, For his pleasure And for her stomach, In the small locked room She was silent as usual Once more Accepting the pains and gains, Pains

Short Stories & Poems

Chasing Your Dream: CTRL+ALT+LOVE

By Shobhna Jain: Last night I saw her in my dreams. I had seen her enumerable times – in my reveries, her sublime features, her divine touch, her fragrance – she was always appealing and angelic, but she looked different this time. She was fascinating

Short Stories & Poems

Girl Child #Poem

By Pawani Mathur: When she was born, they all had mourned But they sent her to school because everyone did; And they taught her to cook because she needed it She worked hard at home, But no one cared

Short Stories & Poems

Suraj, His Busy Life, And His Old Love

By Smriti Mahale: Suraj returned to his silent home. Being the CEO of one of the biggest company of the nation was a tough job. He still enjoyed it. The reputation, the wealth, the respect, he enjoyed it all. Even though it meant, no friends and

Short Stories & Poems

Deteriorating Health Of India’s Mission Health #POEM

By Kannan G: Rats nibble at body of man paralyzed in ICU I wonder who or what there really was lying paralyzed! Incidence of child malnutrition comes shocking all at once I wonder why this shameful shock wasn’t but earlier realized! Fire engulfs high-profile hospital and

Short Stories & Poems

I Survived A Holocaust #POEM

By Aishwarya Sharma: What was my fault, Please, just tell me that Six million of my brothers All crushed like gnats. Each day was misery Each night an uneasy horror, Because, some were missing each day Courtesy the gas chamber. Oby dies because he was a

Short Stories & Poems

I Don’t Know If I Am A ‘Feminist’ #POEM

By Devika Mittal: I grew up with My kitchen set, Grew up buying clothes for My Barbie, wearing colourful frocks myself, I grew up trying on my mother’s make-up And with the scolding for the same, I grew up admiring the gorgeous and always helpless

Short Stories & Poems

In Search Of A Treasure Trove Of Stinking Landfills #POEM

By Reena Prasad: Reminiscences stuffed into frayed pockets, she walked in no particular direction, going as far as house waste goes In search of a treasure trove of stinking landfills Tattered as her life of forty, are her gathered clothes Fading grey underskirt with trailing,weeping

4 of 15

‹1 2 345 6 7 ›»