The Skilful Art Of Nappy Changing
By Meeta Asthana It's been about 11 years of having dreamt of, 7 years of having conceived the idea of, 9 months of practically...
Sun/Moon/Stars
By Abhinand Anil The sky is our gateway to a neoteric, yet unknown world. Beyond the skies above, lies the remnants of the foundation of...
What Truly Is Happiness?
By Aastha Arya Growing up, I thought what could be bought was happiness, I was attracted to fancy dolls, expensive cars and ostentatious...
Coloured Vision
By Karthika Rajan An artist A madman A creature of infinite wilderness Hot poison in the loins Like music in solitude An inner eye flame...
What Ain't Treasured!
By Karthika Rajan I remember When your friends called to meet me You resented and said you didn't want to share me with anyone And I felt...
To Just Live
By Karthika Rajan There are things I'm learning with being locked down Like how I'm a warrior just by making that move from bed Like how...
The Mask We Wear
By Karthika Rajan This mask we wear The debt we pay for our treachery Stealing life as it goes. The air from our lungs. The strength from...
Musings Of Rooted Life
By Karthika Rajan My roots grew far too deep Buried deep inside an undernourished soil That leached everything from me Everything I once...
A Little More Imperfect, A Little More Better
By Karthika Rajan I feel a little old today A little more imperfect I'm no longer the girl with secret diaries or flower crowns Rather...
This Encounter Of Abyss
By Karthika Rajan What if I’m a star stuck around a black hole Orbiting around As a mute commentator of all that is known, unknown and...
Last Chapter
By Sneha Kumari You know how they say, writing the last chapter is always the toughest. You tend to run out of ideas, and there is...
A Letter To The Daughter I Don’t Want To Have
By Kruthi Deepthi Lakkaraju My dear innocent daughter, I apologise for deciding not to welcome you into this world. Don’t be wrongly...
विचित्र माया...
By Sanjnna Girdhar यह विचित्र माया है, यह कैसा समा मेरे मन पर छाया है... मैंने नहीं पुकारा था किसी को भी, फिर वो क्यों मेरे दर पर आया है।...
(No) Expectations
By Arya Pawar It’s 4:00 AM and a perplexing dilemma overshadows. I should feel guilty, I should be rocking back and forth as anxiety...