• English - Romance

    Salt on Her Skin

    August 2, 2025 - By 

    Radhika Sehgal 1 The window of the Konkan railway train was half-open, letting in gusts of salted wind that tangled Ankita’s hair and stung her tired eyes. She didn’t care. She had left her sleek Bangalore apartment with the bed unmade, the inbox unread, and a message to her agency that she was “on a sabbatical for mental health.” It wasn’t entirely untrue, though she didn’t owe anyone more than that. Her body still felt wired with city static—thumb twitching toward a phone that now lay dead and buried in her canvas bag. Gokarna was a dot on a map…

  • English - Young Adult

    Paper Boats in Powai Lake

    July 13, 2025 - By 

    Avni Kapoor One The school bell echoed through the marbled corridors of Ridgeway High, its chime too polished, too clinical—like the rest of the campus. Shaurya Mehta stepped out of the black BMW, his school blazer immaculately pressed, his expression unreadable. His driver wished him luck, but Shaurya barely nodded, already scanning the building as if preparing for battle. He walked through the glass doors, passing walls lined with motivational quotes and student achievement photos that featured kids just like him—groomed, rich, expected to shine. On the opposite end, a girl sprinted across the gate in scuffed sneakers and a…

  • English - Travel

    The River That Remembers Everything

    June 21, 2025 - By 

    Pranab Sinha Chapter 1 The compartment rattled like an old memory — uneven, persistent, and vaguely nostalgic — as the Doon Express cut its way through the northern plains, carrying Digvijoy Guha through the thick, velvet silence of early morning. He sat by the window in a second-class sleeper, wrapped in his rust-coloured shawl, watching the countryside smear into a painter’s blurred stroke. A flask of lukewarm tea trembled slightly on the steel fold-down tray beside him, untouched since Saharanpur. Above it, tucked into the mesh netting, a book of poetry by Agyeya and a leather-bound diary silently waited to…

  • Hindi - प्रेम कहानियाँ

    वो बारिश की आखिरी बूँद

    June 12, 2025 - By 

    अन्वी शर्मा मसूरी की वादियाँ उस दिन कुछ ज़्यादा ही ख़ामोश थीं। हल्की बारिश की बूँदें पेड़ों की पत्तियों से फिसलती हुई ज़मीन को चूम रही थीं, और दूर-दूर तक एक धुंधली सी चादर फैल चुकी थी। लाइब्रेरी की पुरानी लकड़ी की खिड़की से टिककर बैठी आव्या वही किताब फिर से पढ़ रही थी—‘निराला की कविताएं’। हर महीने कम से कम एक बार वो इस किताब को उठाती, जैसे किसी पुराने दोस्त से मिलने जाती हो। किताबों के उस शांत कमरे में हर चीज़ व्यवस्थित थी—टेबल पर रखे पुराने रिकॉर्ड कार्ड, आलमारी की चाभियों का गुच्छा, और दीवार पर टंगी…