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By Mrinalini Gajbe कुछ समय पहले की बात है | मैं स्टेशन पर एक बेंच पर बैठी अपनी ट्रेन का इंतजार कर रही थी | सामने कुछ लोग ज़मीन पर अपना...
By Mrinalini Gajbe कुछ समय पहले की बात है | मैं स्टेशन पर एक बेंच पर बैठी अपनी ट्रेन का इंतजार कर रही थी | सामने कुछ लोग ज़मीन पर अपना...
By Aishwarya S The place where we live today celebrating Independence day, I ask myself have we truly thoroughly achieved independence?...
By Keyur Patil Something I scribbled when everything around me was melancholic: A pale, sad, and gloomy orange sun is shining on. And all...
By Keyur Patil As he touched her hand-- ever so gently-- he realized that his 'yesterday' was five years go. They were both now 27; she...
By Kanishk Raj Bhalki {Common basketball terms used in the story- Dribble- the action of tapping the ball to and fro from the hands to...
By Keyur Patil “Heyy, can I come in?” David asks. “Yea, dad why'd ask?” Harry replied. “You okay now?” David inquired. “Not really, no. I...
By Keyur Patil “The best thing about love is that it changes from person to person.” He said. It fascinates me!” He remembred a distant...
By Keyur Patil “Melvina!” I heard someone call my name. Arthur had come to break a devastating news to me, a friend of mine Daryl had...
By Dr Snehal Gorde "अजून किती दिवस तू अडकून राहणार आहेस? Just move on.विसरून जा.काय मिळणार आहे त्या आठवणीत राहून?"चहाचा कप तिच्या हातात...
By Dr Snehal Gorde आज १० वर्षांनी त्यांची भेट झाली..काळया रंगाच्या कॉटन च्या साडीत ती अगदी खुलून दिसत होती...तो क्षणभर पाहतच...
By Dr Snehal Gorde तो-आज तुझा वाढदिवस आहे खरा..पण मी काहीच गिफ्ट आणला नाही. तो जरासा नाराजीच्या सुरात म्हणाला. ती- गिफ्ट ची गरज काय आहे...
By Dr Snehal Gorde खिडकीतून अचानक आलेल्या वाऱ्याच्या झोताने टेबल वरचे सगळे कागद खोलीत इतस्ततः विखुरलेले गेले. महत्त्वाचे कागदपत्र असे...
By Tathagata Chakrabarti Arvind was already running late as the auto-rickshaw bolted towards the office address. His interview was about...
By Sayali Pawar When did it start? I don’t know. I lost sense of time ages ago, so I assume it could be anywhere between two weeks and...
By Sayali Pawar You would never pick me; I’m nothing. You could always crush me; nothings tend to be invisible. In this world where you...
By Kanishk Raj Bhalki It was the fall of 2010 and the leaves of the trees had started turning a bright orange and some even red! All...
By Prince Gautam खिला-खिला सा धुप था मगर, कुछ गहरे सफ़ेद बादल उसे छेकने की नाकाम कोशिश कर रहे थे। हरे भरे खेतो में बहता मदमस्त हवा, फसलो...