Apart
By Marianne Esders
(3 min read)
After three hours of
Non/stop talking
You finally convinced me to lie down
Inside your coffin
कौन रोकता है
दिव्य
(3 मिनट )
कोशिश होती है रोकने की
बहते दरिया को
बैठे समंदर को बैठने से
कौन रोकता है
अच्छा लगता है
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
(3 min read)
सालों बाद घर वापस आना अच्छा लगता है।
काएं-काएं करती उस दरवाज़े से फिर गुज़र जाना अच्छा लगता है।
The Fairer Sex
By Samarth Bharani
Non-Fiction
Girls as young as six believe that brilliance and intelligence is a masculine trait.
नए रास्ते
Poetry, Arpit Arya
(3 min read)
होती है बेचैनी इस कदर कभी कभी की ,
रुक जाता था कहीं , थम जाता था कभी
कूप-समाधि
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
(3 min read)
कौन होगा ऐसा
जो आँखों की तरपौलिन हटा कर
मेरे मन में झाँक सकेगा?
बोझ
Poetry, Ritu Poddar
(3 min read)
अंदर जमा मैल, कई बार बूँद बन आ जाता है,
पर हम झट से दरवाज़ा बंद कर देते हैं
‘गर तू मेरा शिवालय बन जाए …
Poetry, Shantanu Jain
(3 min read)
प्रेम सिंधु का तुझसे आदि,
तू गोधूलि, तू ही निशांत।
The Sheep
Apoorva Mittal
3 min read
In this big, wide world
I am too small, my voice unheard
I cry, I brawl, I try, I crawl
To be a part of the magnificent herd
Do You ?
Poetry, Anuragdasi Patel
3 min read
Muse of a thousand words
Do your scars hurt ?
No, I perennially bleed misery.
Plane Black
Poetry, Astha Mangal
3 min read
With ice-cold palms and frost bitten feet,
Her eyes filled with sorrow to beat,
She knocked on every familiar door
डब्बे
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
2 min read
जाने का वक़्त आया तो समझ नहीं आ रहा था
क्या लूँ और क्या छोड़ जाऊं।
चार सालों का बोझ महसूस हो रहा था दिल पर।
कपडे तक कफ़न लग रहे थे।
A Victim’s plea
Poetry, Apoorva Mittal
(3 min read)
Status updates, interviews and petitions
Rather laugh on my face watching my condition
जवाब-तलाशी
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
2 min read
कुछ जवाब किताबों में ढूंढता था पहले…
अब लगता है आपकी बातों में ही मिल जाएँगी वह सब।
न तुम मुस्कुराते, न यह बात होती
Poetry, Atul Shukla
(3 min read)
तुझे याद करके जो आँखें न रोती,
तो आज इनमें इतनी चमक न होती
People
Non-fiction, Rakesh Chavan
(3 min read)
Happiness may be decided only by a few people but can we really be unhappy forever and ever if those few people are not there?
अल्मोड़ा
Non-fiction, Shantanu Jain
(5 min read)
‘सन्नाटा’ शब्द मेरे लिए भयावहता का शब्द-चिह्न है और ‘शांति’ मेरे लिए सुकून का पर्याय है
Christmas
Poetry, Tapan Mozumdar
(3 min read)
I amuse myself
picturing you
as an alumnus
of Gryffindor
Bird on the Wall
Non-fiction, Shruti Sharma
(6 min read)
The silhouette looks like as if the bird is lost in deep thought, as if contemplating her next move. To fly or to not fly?
बारिश
Poetry, Deepak Singh
(3 min read)
ना जाने कितनी कागज़ की नावें तैरी होंगी,
ना जाने कितने जहाज़ डूबे होंगे;
इस बारिश में ।।
Yesteryear
Poetry, Vishala Rao
(3 min read)
she was the girl who i once loved
who loved me back..
her yesteryear..i am…
Mourning Mornings
Non-fiction, Ipshita Saha
(4 min read)
The universal search for ‘how did it all start’ fades in comparison against ‘why does it repeat every day, why in Gods name does it not end’.
The Dirty Affair
Poetry, Divyanshi Sumrav
(3 min read)
The window was flawless.
Just that little bug crawling there adding to its peace.
Forced Happiness
Non-fiction, Samarth Bharani
(4 min read)
For only when you have gone through all the stages of grief, through all of this, can you truly be happy again.
Singularity
Poetry, Aditi Mishra
(2 min read)
Playing hide and seek with time
My soul resembles a black hole
Ready to absorb every emotion
ट्रैन की खिड़की
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
(2 min read)
नींद का बोझ मुश्किल से संभाल रहा हूँ।
खुदसे नज़र मिलाने के लिए भी तो
पलकों का भर उठाना पड़ता है।
The Sines of an Ending
Non-fiction, Chanda Lalwani
(4 min read)
Your highs gave me such a high that I was ready to ignore that I was not your companion of lows. At least we were not out of phase with each other!
First
Non-fiction, Ritu Poddar
(3 min read)
She had never seen it coming, coming so soon.
लैंप बुझ चुका है
Poetry, Utkarsh Tripathi
(3 min read)
जो आ जाया करती थी कभी भूल से
काफी दिन हो गए सिरहाने के कवर बदले भी
Oh Bombay!
Poetry, Shruti Parija
(3 min read)
Wizened beyond its years
Unsullied and brazen
क्यों याद आते हो?
Poetry, Minakhi Misra
(3 min read)
क्यों याद आते हो बत्ती बुझाता हूँ जब
रूम फ्रेशनर की खुसबू में क्यों याद आते हो?
Diwali (There’s too much Noise)
Poetry, Aditi Mishra
(2 min read)
There is just too much light
And it’s starting to hurt my brain.
Dear Day, Why the Hurry?
Poetry, Chanda Lalwani
(3 min read)
The seconds running so you come first
Selling yourself today
So you may be happier tomorrow
He’s her Lobster
Poetry, Shruti Parija
(2 min read)
Patterns set
They loved a little more
With each passing day
There is something about love
Poetry, Tapan Mozumdar
(2 min read)
There is something about love
That it keeps falling from my wallet
With the odd 2-rupee coins
जो अब नज़र नहीं मिलाता
Poetry, ‘Suman’
(2 min read)
क्या मिलता उसे पाकर ? जो अबतक खो दिया है मैंने
अपनी गज़ल के सहारे,रोज मुकद्दर को ख़बर कर रहा हूँ
किताबें, कॉफ़ी, और कहानियां
Poetry, Shantanu Jain
(4 min read)
एक सन्नाटा सा पसरा हुआ है !
खौफ़ वाला सन्नाटा नहीं –
सुकून वाला सन्नाटा !
ध्यान से उतरें
Divya Soni
(3 min read)
आँखें जमी
अड़ी
मोबाइल की स्क्रीन पर
खुदके
दूसरों के
For a better moment
By Anuragdasi Patel
(3 min read)
Numb moments and indifferent space
Like his eyes
Start to weigh heavy.
Reborn
By Nikhil Menon
(3 min read)
Why? But Why?
Was the only question I asked
मेरे मन को एक – तलकनामा
By Anchita Bubna
(5 min read)
ख़ामोशी भरे लफ़्ज़ों को
आंसू में बहाने को जी करता है,
टूटने को जी करता है,
हारने को जी करता है ….
Fog
Vishala Rao
(5 min read)
slain at my feet, i peck her a final sad goodbye
she annihilates in the love in which i subtly thrive
विरासत
Minakhi Misra
(3 min read)
पच्चीस का होने वाला हूँ।
बालों में अब चांदी आने लगी है।
I missed
By Nikhil Menon
(3 min read)
Deeper and Deeper I dove
Yet, the more I despaired
What was I looking for?
I knew not
The Equation of Life
By Anchita Bubna
(4 min read)
Beg, you explain me what’s the algorithmic logic behind creating the male- female, quadratic equation
The Day I Lost My Pants
By Daksh Shah
(4 min read)
But little did i know that the devils grotesque,
To humiliate me were totally hell-bent.
Hide & Seek
By Priyanshi Mathur
(5 min read)
She survived that night, but was sadness prone
The next day she confronted him, “You left me alone!”
Raw
Arushi Mittal
(3 min read)
A gash there, a slash here
A stab right through the heart
The Hoarder’s Disorder
Shruti Sharma
(7 min read)
The paraphernalia trapped inside my cupboard were living reminiscence of a life I once lived – The old Nokia phone’s cardboard box!
Anxiety
Anu Patel
(3 min read)
Where do I rest an anxiety,
Eating my insides
Slithering in my veins
Cowering my skin.
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