• English - Romance

    Festival of Colors

    August 27, 2025 - By 

    Mayukh Pandey 1 Aarav stepped out of the dusty bus as the late afternoon sun poured its golden warmth over the narrow lanes of his hometown. The air itself felt different—charged with excitement, fragrant with gulal and marigolds, humming with the rhythm of dhols being tested for the upcoming celebration. Everywhere he looked, the streets had transformed into canvases of anticipation: shopkeepers arranging pyramids of powdered colors in brass bowls that shimmered like jewels, women stringing garlands of orange and yellow flowers across doorways, children chasing each other with premature splashes of water from their pichkaris. The town he had…

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    Chai and Silk

    August 19, 2025 - By 

    Ritam Ghosh 1 Camille’s journey to Kolkata begins under the oppressive weight of the city’s humid air, which clings to her skin like a second layer of consciousness. As she steps out of the train at Howrah station, the cacophony of honking taxis, shouting vendors, and the rhythmic clatter of the tracks overwhelms her senses. The air smells of sweet smoke from nearby tea stalls, mingled with the faint metallic tang of the river water, and for a moment, she feels suspended between fascination and disorientation. Every turn of the bustling platform offers a new sight: porters balancing impossibly large…

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    Train to Desire

    August 16, 2025 - By 

    1 The day had begun like any other in Kolkata, with the skies threatening a storm since dawn. By late afternoon, the monsoon had broken loose in all its fury, lashing against tin rooftops and overflowing the narrow lanes with muddy water. Rhea, clutching the edges of her cotton saree and balancing her satchel on her shoulder, made her way to the Sealdah station. The crowd was maddening, umbrellas collapsing under the weight of rain, clothes sticking damply to bodies. She joined the stream of commuters pushing into the local train, her hair escaping its bun, raindrops trailing down her…

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    Desert Heat

    August 10, 2025 - By 

    Nisha Bhatt 1 The heat hit Meera the moment she stepped out of the small taxi, a dry, almost physical force that wrapped around her like an unwelcome embrace. The sun above Jaisalmer was merciless, turning the very air into a wavering haze. Yet, through the shimmer, she saw it—the great fort, its honey-gold sandstone walls rising above the old city, glowing like a mirage against the pale blue sky. The streets leading up to it were a winding tangle of ochre walls, brightly painted doorways, and the occasional splash of bougainvillea spilling over balconies. Cows wandered lazily in the…

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    Monsoon Letter

    August 8, 2025 - By 

    A. Dev Menon 1 The train ride from Ernakulam to Fort Kochi was slow and blurred with rain, the landscape melting into green paddy fields and red-tiled roofs beneath the gray monsoon sky. Mira Thomas sat by the window, her notebook unopened on her lap, her thoughts adrift. The smell of damp earth and old train seats mingled in the air, but it was the silence inside her that weighed most heavily. Just a week ago, she had packed up her apartment in Mumbai, returned the engagement ring to a velvet box, and walked away from a relationship that had…

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    Midnight Jasmine

    July 26, 2025 - By 

    Punit Verma Chapter 1: The Scent of Silence The train to Jaipur had arrived late, and by the time Naina Kapoor reached the haveli, the sun had already begun its descent behind the sand-kissed domes. Her taxi curved through the narrow lanes of the old city, honking past cows, scooters, and spice-laden carts, before halting before a tall wrought-iron gate. Beyond it stood Rathore Haveli — ancient, quiet, and steeped in the kind of forgotten grace that makes you instinctively lower your voice. The caretaker opened the gate with a creak, and she stepped into a world of fading frescoes,…

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    Burnt Sugar and Monsoon Kisses

    July 26, 2025 - By 

    Adrit Desai Chapter 1 The rain came down hard, blurring the neon chaos of Bandra’s streets into watercolor smears. Aaliya Mehra stood behind the counter of her quiet patisserie, La Madeleine, watching droplets slide down the glass like they carried stories. It was just past 9 p.m., and she was wiping down the last tray when the door creaked open. A man stepped in—tall, soaked, with a week’s worth of stubble and the disarming confidence of someone who never asked for permission. His leather jacket clung to him like second skin, water dripping from his fingers onto her freshly mopped…

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    The Lotus and the Concrete

    July 18, 2025 - By 

    Sudipta Pal Chapter 1: Soumita sat by the window of her apartment in Kolkata, her fingers tracing the edges of her architectural sketches, but her mind was far away from the lines on paper. The constant hum of the city outside—honking rickshaws, chattering pedestrians, and the occasional clink of temple bells—seemed distant as she stared out at the skyline. Her family’s expectations weighed heavily on her. At 28, she had accomplished everything she had set out to do in her career: she was one of the top architects in the city, with a reputation for precision and innovative designs. Yet, despite…

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    Bougainvillea House

    July 15, 2025 - By 

    Vihaan Pillai 1 The first thing Diya Roy noticed as she stepped out of the auto-rickshaw was the riot of bougainvillea spilling over the crumbling walls, their magenta petals fluttering down like tired confetti. The villa, hidden behind this living curtain, looked both majestic and broken, its yellowed walls cracked with age, wooden shutters hanging loose, and a mossy veranda that hinted at better days. For a long moment, Diya stood silently, suitcase in hand, as the afternoon sun pressed gently against her skin, warming the doubt that had settled in her chest since she left Chennai. It had been…

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    Love at Signal 47

    June 27, 2025 - By 

    Sneha Chanda 1 Every evening around six-thirty, the city of Bangalore sighed under its own weight—horns honked like dissonant jazz, autos swerved with divine confidence, and a dusty orange sun drooped behind the concrete skyline. Priti, on her midnight-blue scooter, found herself once again halted at the same red light near Indiranagar, officially labelled Signal No. 47. It was a notorious pause point, where the signal stubbornly lingered for a full hundred and twenty seconds, enough for people to check their phones, vendors to sell corn-on-the-cob, and traffic to swell into a stubborn sea. For Priti, it had become a…