• English - Young Adult

    Cloud Atlas Café

    August 20, 2025 - By 

    Neha Banerjee The Rooftop That Wasn’t There Aarav didn’t mean to miss the last train. It just happened, like most of his mistakes—small, accidental, and irreversible. One late night line of code at work turned into another, and another, until he looked up at the time glowing on his cracked phone screen and realized the metro gates would already be shuttering. He left the office anyway, stepping out into a city that was still awake but somehow lonelier for it, the neon lights buzzing like a swarm of mechanical fireflies. The streets of New Delhi after midnight weren’t empty; they…

  • English - Suspense - Young Adult

    The Forgotten Festival

    August 19, 2025 - By 

    Rahul Malhotra One The summer sun was already high when Rohan, Anya, Kabir, and Tara found themselves assigned to the same group for their history project, a mundane school task about the “lost traditions of Himachal.” At first, they treated it with typical teenage indifference, expecting a few hours of research in the library and a quick, perfunctory presentation. Rohan, with his love for photography, suggested documenting old artifacts in the town; Kabir, always the skeptic, rolled his eyes at the thought of dusty legends; Tara, the organized one, insisted on interviews with the elders; and Anya, curious and restless,…

  • English - Young Adult

    Chai & Chalk Dust

    August 12, 2025 - By 

    Ananya Pradhan One The mist clung thickly to the hills of Darjeeling that September evening, wrapping the sleepy town in a soft, silver-gray blanket. Outside the gates of St. Augustine’s Hill School, where ancient pines swayed gently in the cool breeze, Anaya Gurung tended the modest tea stall her mother had set up years ago. The worn wooden counter was streaked with years of spilled chai and chalk dust, a testament to its humble history. As the sun dipped below the horizon, the streetlamps flickered on, casting pools of warm yellow light on the wet cobblestones. Anaya moved with quiet…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Firefly Pact

    August 8, 2025 - By 

    Isla Verma Mira Patel wasn’t expecting to find anything interesting in a house that smelled like mothballs and mildew. Her grandfather’s old bungalow in Elmsworth was the kind of place that felt stuck between timelines—one foot in 1973, the other refusing to acknowledge anything after dial-up internet. Still, here she was, sleeves rolled up, armed with cardboard boxes, and guilt-tripped by her father into helping him “sort things out.” “Start with the attic,” he’d said, handing her a flashlight like they were preparing for a cave dive instead of old furniture and dead spiders. The attic door groaned like something…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Elephant Festival Club

    July 15, 2025 - By 

    Kabir Malhotra One Dev Mehra had always believed his camera saw what he couldn’t say. It was easier to stand behind the lens, to frame color and light into quiet stories, than to face people and speak his thoughts aloud. When his cousin Anika tugged at his arm that morning, excitement glinting in her eyes like the sunrise over the old havelis of Jaipur, Dev had only intended to nod politely. But Anika, relentless as the Rajasthani heat in May, wouldn’t take no for an answer. “You’re joining the club this year, Dev. Enough hiding,” she declared, dragging him across…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Midnight Train to Kolkata

    July 14, 2025 - By 

    Priyangshu Patil 1 Sahil sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the clock as the minute hand crept closer to midnight. The sound of crickets outside his window blended with the faint hum of the small village, but inside the room, there was a heavy silence. Tomorrow, or rather, tonight, he would be leaving his small town in Bihar and embarking on a journey that had always felt distant, almost like a dream. A dream that felt too big, too uncertain, yet necessary. He stood up and glanced at his suitcase, neatly packed with a few clothes, a…

  • Hindi - हास्य कहानियाँ

    दिलचस्प दफ़्तर

    July 7, 2025 - By 

    विशाल कुमार बड़ा कागज संकट ऑफिस के माहौल में एक हलचल थी। Hopeful Hearts की छोटी सी टीम किसी न किसी वजह से हमेशा उधड़ी रहती थी। आज ऑफिस का एक नया दिन था, और जैसे ही अर्विंद, ऑफिस के मैनेजर, ने दरवाजा खोला, उसे एक चिठ्ठी मिली जो सीधे विनोद सर के केबिन से आई थी। “सर्वेक्षण रिपोर्ट के लिए सभी कागज़ों को एकजुट करो!” यह संदेश था। अर्विंद ने सोचा कि इस दिन का काम तो बस चुटकियों में निपट जाएगा। लेकिन, जब उसे यकीन हो गया कि रिपोर्ट का काम करना होगा, तो उसने इस चिठ्ठी का…

  • English - Horror

    The Curse of Rishikesh

    July 4, 2025 - By 

    Kavya Patel Chapter 1: The Legend of the Goddess Rishikesh, a serene town nestled between the towering Himalayas and the sacred Ganges River, had always been a place of peace and spiritual tranquility. Pilgrims from all over the world arrived here seeking solace, meditating by the banks of the river, and performing rituals in the ancient temples scattered around the town. But hidden deep in the forested hills beyond the town was a secret that few dared to speak of—an ancient temple, home to a vengeful goddess, whose wrath was said to curse anyone who trespassed on her sacred grounds.…

  • Bangla - ছোটদের গল্প

    পেপার প্লেনস ওভার পার্ক স্ট্রিট

    June 27, 2025 - By 

    তনিশা দে The Boy with Paper Wings অর্ণব গুহকে কেউ ঠিকভাবে মনে রাখে না। সে ঠিক সেই ছেলেটা যে স্কুল অ্যানুয়াল ফটোর এক কোনায় দাঁড়ায়, ক্যামেরার ফ্ল্যাশ পড়ার আগেই চোখ বুজে ফেলে। তার নাম ভুল করে টিচাররা উচ্চারণ করেন “অর্ণব” নয়, “অরনভ”, আর তাতে সে শুধরে দেওয়ার চেষ্টাও করে না। ক্লাসে কেউ পেন ভুলে গেলে তার কাছে চায় না, ল্যাব পার্টনার হলে অন্যজন মুখ বাঁকায়, আর লাঞ্চ ব্রেকে সে ক্যান্টিনের পিছনের সিঁড়িতে বসে চুপচাপ খায়—একটা ছ্যাঁদা টিফিনবক্স থেকে। সে এই শহরের এক আনকোরা ছায়া। কিন্তু এক জিনিসে সে আলাদা। অর্ণব কাগজের প্লেন বানায়। না, খেলনার মত না। প্রতিটা প্লেন হয়…

  • English - Fiction

    Strings Attached

    June 26, 2025 - By 

    Ishaan Talwar Part 1: The First Note The first time Aryan strummed his guitar on the old green bench outside the Fine Arts Block, the sun was melting into the Delhi skyline and the air smelled of samosas from the canteen. He wasn’t playing for anyone. He never did. But someone was always listening. That evening, it was Tara—the girl with the nose ring and the journal full of angry poetry. She was standing near the rusted railing, scribbling something when his chords cut through the dusk like the beginning of something they didn’t yet know was coming. He looked…