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By Srinidhi Sriraman

As kids, all of us were in awe of anything and almost everything. Our curiosity knew no bounds.

By Cauvery Chauhan

Petals of brilliant colors gazing,
Yellow, orange, red, violet, and purple hue

By Nandini Naidu

I had many experiences in life but i could not forget that one particular experience I had fifteen years ago.

By Rini Sen

And fate shall foretell how I venture,
Before yielding to ‘life’, coinciding with the oblivion.

By Falguni Patel

Sometimes I want to cry. Glass-shattering, door-banging, breaks-the-sky-into-thunderstorms cry.

By Munira Husain

Before my touch could lose its grip,
You were gone, forever gone.

By Anjana Sundar Anjana

Sometimes, he is the blinking star, with fresh flawless skin without any face creams or wrinkle creams...

By Loveneet Kaur

Like the birds, flying freely in the sky 
But during chasing such dream

By DIYA  SABAREESH

Bruised skin pressed down even more,
Hands and feet cuffed, pinching my skin

By Sukanya Santhosh Kumar

A day with his warmth all around. It was almost a surprise to her to realize that her school love would reach this far. 

By Vasudha Bhandari

The flight prepared to land at Jolly Grant airport on a chilly evening that was a stark change from the humid weather 

By Rebekka Kaur

I did wake up feeling the sun on my face today but I wish it could reach my soul. I wish I could call him 

By Manya Jain

I think that’s enough introduction, so currently I am in my room flying around on my flier’s pod writing this...

By NANDITA RABHA

Birds were singing, wind was blowing and sun was on its way to rise. An alarm just knocked off my sleep.

By Kalyani Tayade

She doubted her own abilities because her cousin was praised more than her in childhood. 

By Anita Mary Varghese 

Neither catcalling nor gaslighting, where
'femininity' becomes the accused. 

By Renuka Srija

I know this dream is a parallel world now, 
And I am using all my strength in this world

By BARNALI CHOWDHURY

But it is queer to think!
Are we really in a passive mode?

By Denzil Vonlintzgy

It was February 1945,
and the Allies were on our tails

By Ramya.T Rangan

Nowadays technology is more improved and everyday it is growing like a jet speed but still it has another face 

By Rootva Shah

I want to give up. I wanted to cry so loud. It felt like I don’t have any talent anymore. I am nothing.

By ISHA SHARMA

So now you tell, Joe, what you want to dream about?
Joe looked as if she still hadn’t figured it out

By Abhirami Katayaprath

A chill ran through my spine. I feebly smiled at her. She smiled back at me. I noticed a morsel of flesh stuck...

By Nikita Jagtap

“Let’s not talk about it, we have been through a lot these past few months, let Delhi be a fresh start again for us”

By Amrita Bhattacharya

Or was it when I saw myself dancing
while the audience roared in applause ?

By Muntazir

I remember leaving the television on
But it’s dark in here now

By Salini Vineeth

“She is a bit of a forgetting type,” do you know who said this? The 79-year-old auntie, my former landlady

By Ackansha Deoli

A couple of years back, I had a roommate who shared many interests with me. I loved spending time with her.

By MURALIKRISHNAN  T S

Times, best unspoken,
Becalmed in the midst of infinite blue

By Bisma Jan

for me some part has to be numb.
When I'm lying down...