Short Story

The Application Rianka Sarkar “One, two, three…mamma you have three stripes.” “Yes Ayush, now be done with your breakfast ,

As soon as I entered the palace, a cold wind blew over my face. I stopped for a
second and was watching the dining hall, the paintings on the wall, the beautiful
chairs and tables of the then kings etc. I

Story Monika Arora I was returning home like cows and goats do at dusk. The   autumn had begun.  The scattered

It was a cold morning. The leaves were still wet from the night’s drizzle and a lone wind gushed through the air making everyone shiver in the cold…..

Guiding and teaching people to belief that they are exceptional and special and to make them feel great about themselves no matter what the situation doesn’t lead to a world full of skillful

ENCOUNTER IN SLEEMANABAD Stanley Coutinho In a spirit of do-your-worst, Ashley accepted his transfer to Katni, in the district of

I left for office late that morning. Seeing me closing my gate Bhattacharjee baideo, my next door neighbor came up to their entrance platform. Wishing me a good morning with an enchanting smile she said

The Red Door Triaksha Prodhani Once upon a time, a family shifted to a big old house. They thought of

City Nithinkumar J Pathanapuram The sleepless city was waiting for the new dawn. The city does not sleep for long.

The Proud Tree Aradhya Shristi Once upon a time, in a forest, there were two trees, Jamun and Fig tree.