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    The Deep Trace

    July 2, 2025 - By 

    Talia Verma Part 1: The Signal Beneath the Code Riya D’Souza had spent the last thirty-six hours in the analytics lab of Delphatech Systems with nothing but a lukewarm soy latte and a dozen lines of untraceable code for company. She blinked at the double-screen setup in front of her, the left monitor displaying her algorithm’s output logs, the right one scrolling endless rows of encrypted global banking transactions. Her job wasn’t supposed to be this intense. Data mining for anomalies was mundane, tedious—until it wasn’t. It had started with a flicker. A pattern buried deep within the monetary flow…

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    The Red Room Number 9

    July 1, 2025 - By 

    1 The lobby smelled of fresh orchids and expensive silence. Maya D’Souza pulled her oversized sunglasses lower over her nose, scanning the opulence of the Ocean View Grand, Mumbai’s most luxurious hotel. A chandelier hung like a frozen explosion of crystal above her, refracting shards of morning light across the marble floor. She hated places like this. Too clean, too cold, too rich. But today, she had no choice. “Reservation under Reema Sen,” she told the receptionist, her voice neutral. The name belonged to a woman who didn’t exist, created last night using a forged Aadhaar and a prepaid number.…

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    The Midnight Tutor

    July 1, 2025 - By 

    Aditi Roy Sharma 1 Samar Ghosh stared blankly at the glowing screen of his laptop, its harsh blue light reflecting off his glasses as the world outside his hostel window drifted into silence. The ceiling fan above creaked lazily, slicing through the thick summer night air of the campus. Around him, the room was cluttered with open textbooks, crumpled notes, and half-finished instant noodles—a portrait of academic exhaustion. But it wasn’t the unfinished code on his terminal or the pending assignments that held his attention tonight. It was the crushing weight of falling behind. Once hailed as a prodigy from…

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    13 Steps to the Rooftop

    June 30, 2025 - By 

    Armaan Lahiri The rain came early that year. Not the lazy monsoon drizzle that made the city dreamy—but a sharp, relentless downpour that beat against the windowpanes of hostel room 3C like an accusation. Rishi Banerjee sat cross-legged on his metal cot, headphones dangling around his neck, eyes scanning a half-scribbled cheat sheet for his thermodynamics viva. The fluorescent tube above flickered in protest, then stabilized, bathing the cracked walls in pale blue. It was past midnight, and the corridor was quiet—eerily so. Even the usual hum of snoring from room 3B had gone still. That’s when he noticed it.…

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    The Third Locker

    June 28, 2025 - By 

    Chayan Ghoshal Chapter 1: The Letter The newsroom smelled of overbrewed coffee and paper dust—an aging beast barely held together by buzzing tube lights and worn-out keyboards. Subhasree Roy sat in the far-left corner, tapping absentmindedly on her laptop, staring at an unfinished draft on land scam allegations against a corporator who would likely never be touched. Her fingers paused when a slim white envelope was slid under her mug—no sender’s name, just her name in capital letters, “SUBHASREE.” She frowned, looked around, but the intern who was passing her chai had already turned away. She opened it slowly, curious.…

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    The Whispering Walls

    June 28, 2025 - By 

    Nina V. D’Souza Part 1 The letter arrived on a Monday, folded neatly in an ivory envelope sealed with red wax. There was no return address, only Aria Langford’s name written in elegant cursive on the front. She stared at it for a long minute before tearing it open, curious but cautious. The apartment was quiet—too quiet—save for the hum of her old refrigerator and the distant sound of sirens in the city below. As a freelance historian and part-time archivist, Aria was used to strange documents landing in her hands. But this one was different. The letter inside was…

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    Red Spores

    June 27, 2025 - By 

    Drishti Mehra Part 1: The Glass Vial The town of Ravenswood had never seen a murder. Not in decades, at least. It was a place where the loudest disturbance was the occasional power outage or Mrs. Langley’s cat climbing the church steeple. So when Dr. Eleanor Reed was found dead in her laboratory one crisp October morning, the town gasped as one. Eleanor wasn’t just any scientist—she was a national treasure, a Nobel hopeful, and the pride of the university. Detective Mason Grant adjusted his coat against the wind as he stood outside the steel-framed research facility nestled at the…

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    Married to My Enemy’s Son

    June 27, 2025 - By 

    Sanika Mehra Part 1 – The Truce Dress The first time I saw him, he was standing at the far end of the room like a statue carved out of contempt. Arjun Singh—my husband by decree, my enemy by blood—wore a black silk sherwani that looked like it had been stitched out of shadows. His eyes didn’t flicker when I walked in, dressed in bridal red and drenched in humiliation. He didn’t reach out, didn’t smile, didn’t nod. Just watched. As if he was trying to remember who I reminded him of. Maybe a girl in a firing range. Maybe…

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    The Nawab’s Mirror

    June 27, 2025 - By 

    Manav Chouhan Chapter 1: The Letter from Chowk The rain had barely stopped drumming against the windows when Meher Chaudhary found the envelope waiting on the windowsill of her Delhi studio, damp but intact, as though it had arrived with the storm itself. Its paper was of an oddly antique texture—off-white and fibrous, sealed with wax that bore an insignia she didn’t recognize. Her name was written in precise Devanagari script, the kind used in legal documents a century ago. Curious and mildly amused, she opened it, half-expecting an invitation to an art exhibition or a forgotten commission. But the…

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    Sixteen Minutes Late

    June 26, 2025 - By 

    Tushar Deb 1 The night train rumbled through the sleepy heart of Bihar, its windows reflecting the ghostly blue of an almost-full moon. The Guwahati–Delhi Express was known for its long, uneventful journey through forests, fields, and forgotten towns, but no one paid attention to one particular stop: Dharmapur Junction. It wasn’t printed on any timetable. There were no signboards, no platform lights—just an old concrete slab, shrouded by neem trees and thick fog, where the train inexplicably paused for sixteen minutes every single year on the same day. On that cold February night, passengers were either snoring under woolen…