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Old Gods

“The old gods were asleep, but they are waking up now.” A short and thrilling story of the gods long gone, and forgotten, waking up to the anarchy of today.

Home

By: theriptidemagazine December 20, 2019December 20, 2019

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By Mallika Goel Home is where the heart is, they say. A bowl of macaroni, The whiff of first rain, Unrestrained laughter at a friend’s expense. Home is where the heart is,eh? You knocked loudly, I shyly opened the door. You proceeded to make yourself at home, While I became a stranger. You tore off…

Summer of Delhi

A piece about a home away from home. How do you make a new city your own?

Shaheed Ke Ghar Tyohar

A Hindi poem about the hollow celebration of a festival at the home of a martyr (‘Shaheed’).

A Wishlist Item for The New Year- The Roaring ’20s!

The roaring ’20s… full of exuberance and excellence. Everything was over the top, every emotion was over-felt, and every occasion was over-celebrated. It was filled with the oddest but sweetest summers, similar to an over-ripened peach fruit left outside for a while…

Almost

By: theriptidemagazine December 20, 2019December 20, 2019

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This is a poem to celebrates your almost. Its a reminder that the journey is more important than making it to the destination before anyone else.

The Death of an Adult

By: theriptidemagazine December 20, 2019December 20, 2019

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‘Adulthood’ is the most difficult word in any teenagers dictionary. This piece looks at how normal this feeling of apprehension is. For you and legend like Van Vogh alike.

Jabberwocky

A poem about the Jabberwocky, a metaphor for ‘fear’ from ‘Alice in Wonderland’, and the fearlessness it brings with being slain.

The Autumn Leaf

By: theriptidemagazine October 7, 2019October 7, 2019

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He has been sculpted like a painter and painted like a sculptor. All the poetry is for him, for the dead Maple leaf, the thousand stanzas that a poet creates is just for him, the innumerable colors of life, of celebration, of sacrifice, that a painter’s brush creates, is for him. It is for the withered, surrendered, dead Maple leaf.

A Taste of Home

…I could sense the nostalgia she felt when she would talk about home, although I never quite realised the extent of it. She loved cooking, which was partly the reason why I used to visit their place so frequently.