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To Quill the Mocking World

The Taxi Driver – Part Two

By Snehil Basoya.
(5-10 minute read)

Every woman has perfect and sagging breasts at different stages of her life, he thought. Every man is sweaty. And every excreta is pungent.

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August 29, 2015 · 1 Comment

Winter: The SYMPTOMs of Love

By Somya Tewari
(5-minute read)

I am not a spill; I am not a waterfall (as if I was some accident eh!). I am deliberate, like a shower….

August 29, 2015 · 1 Comment

The mighty dictionary

By Sayantani Saha.
(5 minute read)

Mr. Sivastav started blabbering about her qualities, educational degrees and what not. She hoped that, in reality too, if her father would have been the way he was projecting in front of those strangers.

August 29, 2015 · 2 Comments

Perfect Strangers

By Samarth Bharani
(5-10 min read)

She gets up to greet him, but he pulls her into a tight hug. He’s a little bigger than him and a lot taller, but before she can seek out more familiarities, he pulls her in even tighter. She gives in and wraps her arms around his waist.

August 29, 2015 · Leave a comment

Crumpled Papers

By Jane Roe.
(5-minute read)

He saw steeliness in her eyes. He never really liked this type. They were so fickle, always. One had to be very careful. He slowly moved his hand to hold her waist.

August 29, 2015 · 1 Comment

Wake Me Up When It’s All Over – I

By Chanda Lalwani.
(5-10 min read)

The call disconnected, but the voice had made its connection! That smooth, deep yet cheerful male voice! She sprung up on her bed, eyes wide open. His voice had shooed away all sleep in an instant. She reached office 5 minutes early that day.

August 29, 2015 · 1 Comment

इंतज़ार

प्रसांत कुमार
(3 मिनट )

कुछ वादे किये तो थे तुमने
पर अहमियत उनकी शायद जेहन में न थी
यहाँ तो साँसे ही रुक गयी है कबसे

क्या तुम वापस आओगी?

August 29, 2015 · Leave a comment

The raincoat umbrella paradox

By Ankur Gupta.
(2 minute read)

As always, I think I forgot my umbrella at office desk. I do not why but I always forget to bring it back home. I wish I had a raincoat and not an umbrella.

August 28, 2015 · 2 Comments

The Taxi Driver – Part One

By Snehil Basoya
(5 minute read)
‘We steal and rob and drink and walk over the hands and the heads of our God, crushing them with the filth of our toes. It is better to be a Muslim, saab.’

August 22, 2015 · 2 Comments

कह दी जितनी कहनी थी

स्वाति कौशिक

(3-मिनट )

आज क्यों सिर्फ आज को आता है I

सोया क्यों सांझ रिझाता है?

August 22, 2015 · 5 Comments

Paper cranes and picket fences

By Samarth Bharani.

(5-10 minute read)

He was handsome. Oh so handsome. With a jaw that could cut glass and chiseled cheekbones.

August 22, 2015 · 2 Comments

Golds of Love

By Prasant Kumar

(3-minute read)

There are small pleasures in life. And pardon oneself, if one wants to delve into them – it is not a sin.

August 22, 2015 · 1 Comment

गीली लकड़ियाँ

मनी महेश गर्ग

(3 मिनट )

सर्दियों की बुदबुदाहट है
किताबो का बालन है
और हमारी साँसों की हवा है

August 22, 2015 · 3 Comments

In the end it doesn’t even matter!

By Sayantani Roy

(5-minute read)

As Gautam, was waiting anxiously at the Mandap to get hitched, Amaya left him at the altar! She absolutely lived up to the expectations of her closed ones

August 22, 2015 · 4 Comments

Five Minute Freedom

By PSR.

(3-minute read)

Clovis just has five minutes. He has only five minutes because he needs to go have his lunch.

August 21, 2015 · Leave a comment

Tête-à-tête, Coffee and Kindness

By Surabhi Yadav.

“Um, I have never done this ever before, so I think the starting is going to be a little awkward. Any suggestions on how to start?”

August 15, 2015 · 2 Comments

Flashback!

By Sayantani Saha.

She said nothing. She could say nothing. But she listened to his words that she yearned to hear for so long …..

August 15, 2015 · 5 Comments

The Genesis of Religion Part-2

By Prasant Kumar.

Then one single Tulsi leaf was put on the other balance, and lo and behold! Krishna’s plate moved up rapidly. Tulsi just became heavier than the supreme lord and hence much more potent too!

August 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

प्रणय (१/२ )

शांतनु जैन

यूँ तो वह आम दुनिया की परिभाषा अनुसार इतनी सुन्दर नहीं थी , पर एक अलग सा आकर्षण था उसमें , उसकी उन आँखों में , उसकी आवाज़ में जिसने अनायास ही यथार्थ को आकृष्ट कर लिया था। क्रिया ही उसके लिए वह एकमात्र सावन का टुकड़ा थी।

August 15, 2015 · 3 Comments

A Letter to grown ups

By Neeraj Kalra.

May be they are blinded by the chimeras of life and too occupied to see the reality, but they are free.

August 15, 2015 · 1 Comment

A new day to begin

By Arushee.

I question where I am now
I wonder what I want to be

August 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

मैं नहीं लौटाऊंगी

दिव्य सोनी

पर ये जो अल्फाज़ हैं ना

मुड़े तुड़े

यहीं कहीं बिखरे हुए

इन्हें रहने दो मेरे पास

मैं नहीं लौटाउंगी

August 14, 2015 · Leave a comment

A Letter to my Little Sister.

By Samarth Bharani.

I should’ve told you this while you were still in college, but I didn’t. We weren’t as close then and I guess it’s sort of my fault.

August 8, 2015 · 2 Comments

Book of Labels

By Chanda Lalwani.

Every time she passed by the corridor outside her classroom, she would hear other students whisper behind her back. Well they thought they were whispering, except that they weren’t. She heard every label given to her, loud and clear.

August 8, 2015 · 4 Comments

White Collar man and the Saree with backless blouse

By Snehil Basoya.

She wasn’t voluptuous, but curvy. Curves leave more to explore through eyes and hands. He imagined his hands holding her by her waist, and dissolving himself into the ocean of pleasure.

August 8, 2015 · 8 Comments

White towers of Hope

By Satvik Dudeja.

Those white towers of hope!

That yellow slap of shame…

August 8, 2015 · Leave a comment

Every single one of them

By Aayushi Singhal.

I know all your faces. All your moods.
I understand the voids; the empty spaces that haunts you day and night devoid of passion.

August 8, 2015 · Leave a comment

Q & A?

By Kartik Shankar.

Ever since I met her, I have been trying to draw un-clichéd parallels.
Parallels to the fiction, the non fiction, the romantic, the tragic.
And I’ve failed persistently, on so many levels.

August 8, 2015 · Leave a comment

The Genesis of Religion

By Prasant Kumar.

You could find inklings of capitalist economies in the merchant civilizations of Phoenicia, or a democratic society in Greece, autocratic/despotic in the Mayan, monarchy in Indian kingdoms, and various forms of oligarchy such as – Meritocracy in China; Plutocracy in Greece and Rome

August 8, 2015 · 1 Comment

Worth the trouble

By Jane Roe.

She thought of her husband. And how much she loved him. Sometimes she wondered how odd it was that the unapologetic strong-heads they both were, they had managed two happy years, and were going to manage the whole life.

August 7, 2015 · 3 Comments

खोया खोया चाँद

By Shantanu Jain.

आज फिर,

अपने नीड़ को जाती गौरैया –

– चहचहाना भूल गयी !

August 1, 2015 · 2 Comments

Amalgamation – A Narrative

By Neeraj Kalra.

A place which is serene and succulent,a place where there is no hustle-bustle of people competing to be the lead in the race. Yes,the place where I decided to implant myself on-“WOMB”.

August 1, 2015 · Leave a comment

The Idea of Him

By Jane Roe.

She remembered reading a novel by Salman Rushdie, where a woman who was married to a man she did not love decided to start loving him in parts. She never thought of him as a whole picture.

August 1, 2015 · 2 Comments

मेरे कुछ अल्फाज़

By Divya Soni.

मेरे कुछ अल्फाज़
मुड़े तुड़े पड़े हैं
उन पुराने खतों में तुम्हारे पास
ऐसा करो,
आज लौटा ही दो |

August 1, 2015 · 1 Comment

Excerpts of Life

By Aayushi Singhal.

If not in life , then be in death could a life or a plant grow mingling our ashes of love.
Then finally i might bear a child of u.

August 1, 2015 · Leave a comment

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