Aisle

Smash! The window rattled in fear, the wind howled, and the bolted door flung open. Rain poured in through the side of the screen, drenching the side of mattress inside my room along with the carpet. I will never forget the fierce storm that invaded my peaceful sleep last night. I was wide awake looking…

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Nangeli-Abolishment of breast tax

This is a true old folklore that many of 21th century haven’t heard. It is one of the first feminist acts in India started by a strong powerful women called Nageli who was born in a low caste of –¬†Ezhavas-toddy tappers (who laboured in that awkward gap of society fashions ) and she went create…

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Miss or Mrs

She… Today I lost control. Every thing I kept buried inside rushed to the surface. I saw him again after 9 years. Over the years I learnt the art of fooling people with a smile as a proof that every thing was ok so one knew the reason. I could never be more wrong. I…

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Dad and Periods?

A sweet loving story of a daughter and father’s bond. A story that every man or father should read.

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Nobody

Today he wishes to be a nobody The stars on his shoulders mean nothing to him now The achievements on the wall feel like dust of yesterday’s past He doesn’t want to feel this pain no more Carrying the weight of the invisible burden That washes over him Every now and than he just wants…

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Priceless Moments

Happiness is wearing your mothers saree to a simple orthodox South Indian girl. Well what can I say I am the typical me. Well I just aced my introduction!!! A couple of months back I wore my mother’s 15 year old saree but the main problem was I did not know how to wear it….

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Homme

He curtained himself head deep in work as usual. As she lay on the sofa bored to death. How can he forget that today was their marriage day?Will this quarantine ever end she wondered. She was jogging her memories down her vivid thoughts. From first crush to friends to lovers and finally husband and wife….

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The Little Black Dahilia

8:30 this morning a girl died well at least a part of her. She returned as a murderer killing her innocence as a bait to the eyes of the truth. Back home as a stranger perhaps . She was ready to face the consequences of being a changed women. Unsettled and stressed would be exact…

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Dear Sensitive heart

Nurturing your dreams is important Especially on long days of putting fires out of mind of thoughts What do I want tonight? Turn off the lights, turn up the music and just escape it all through the tears trickling down my cheeks as the music blocks out my sobs so that no one will know….

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Cost of White Coat

She has to leave her child at home in the hands of her husband. With a lump on her throat and a heavy burning stone on her heart as she had to duty today. Maybe the sun will never rise tomorrow in order to see her child’s every accomplishment. But time is running out. Holding…

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