By Ekasmayi Naresh
A hauntingly descriptive poem about the gorgeously solemn experience and spectacle that is a circus, from surreal memories.
Read MoreWhere Currents Meet
By Ekasmayi Naresh
A hauntingly descriptive poem about the gorgeously solemn experience and spectacle that is a circus, from surreal memories.
Read MoreThis short-story tells a chilling yet beautiful tale of how all 7 billion of us are intertwined in the same web with different narratives.
Read MoreBy Aastha K. Pant
A story set in the early days of Covid-19 in Mumbai between Nalini, an employer, and Laxmi, her housekeeper, which illustrates the different experiences and narratives of two women during a seemingly global event.
Read MoreBy Bhagyashree Phadnis
“Art never dies, it’s eternal and is
accessible irrespective of time, place and language.” Read a musing about music that transported the author despite being confined during the lockdown.
By Aalia Jagwani
Sometimes the most memorable travels are the ones we take within ourselves. Read about one such journey, and dialogue in poetry.
Read MoreBy Shivani Chunekar
“There is nothing more comforting than realizing, time and again, that we all ask the same questions.” Read about the familiarity of darkness and the habitual stillness of life in a pandemic.
Read MoreA musing about different colors, and each of the meanings attached to them; and the quest for going beyond the shades, and into a spectrum.
Read More“Yellow, always so bright and luminous, capturing my attention to show me that insanity is always the path to courage…”
Read MoreAn inspirational poem reiterating that no matter what happens, never give up. You’re a fighter through and through, and there’s a strength within you.
Read MoreA poem inspired by the colour yellow. It takes us through sunrise and the meaning it holds for the writer as well as the reader.
Read More“…Through her veins, they breed and bleed / Maiden of the sun, brightest yellow / Spirit so sublime, heart so mellow…” A poem about the sun.
Read More“This was my city, where I spent my childhood. I called it home because that is what home meant.” Read about the city of Delhi becoming home, and a listicle of childhood memories revived.
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