• English - Travel

    Postcards from Patagonia

    September 1, 2025 - By 

    Ira Sen Part 1 The bus rattled across the endless stretch of Patagonian steppe, its windows clouded with a thin film of dust that the wind seemed to scatter and replace in equal measure. Mira pressed her forehead against the cold glass, staring out at a world that felt larger than any she had known before, a land stripped bare of pretence, where the earth and sky met in an uncompromising line. She had been divorced for six months, though the word still felt sharp on her tongue, and this journey—half impulsive, half deliberate—was meant to be her own form…

  • English - Romance

    Unspoken Rooms

    August 28, 2025 - By 

    Elena Roy Episode 1 – The First Glance The rain had come down hard in the afternoon and left Park Street glistening like a polished mirror under the late sun. Rhea walked quickly, her sandals tapping against the damp pavement, the faint scent of wet earth and fried snacks from roadside stalls curling into the air. She had not planned to stop anywhere, but as she passed the corner café with its green awning dripping with raindrops, she slowed. She had been there a handful of times in her college years, when life was simpler and her evenings less scripted…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Summer Pact

    August 21, 2025 - By 

    Maya Kapoor First Bell of Summer The last day of school always felt like a door being slammed shut and another thrown wide open. The classrooms still smelled faintly of chalk dust and overheated computers, the air buzzing with the kind of restless energy that only came when you knew you wouldn’t be trapped here again for another three months. I shoved my history notebook deep into my bag, even though I’d never open it again. Around me, voices rose in a mixture of laughter and relief. “Freedom!” someone shouted from the back row, and it set off a chain…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Sky Between Buildings

    August 21, 2025 - By 

    Kyra D’Souza Part 1 – The Rooftop Silence The city never really sleeps, but there are these odd hours when even the traffic feels like it’s breathing slow. Three in the morning, maybe four. You don’t check the clock because if you do, you’ll be reminded that life is running faster than you are, and you’re not ready to feel guilty again. So you let time blur, let the empty streets below hum like background music. On the rooftop of an old building where the paint has peeled into random maps, I sit with my knees pulled up, cigarette unlit…

  • English - Travel

    Across Skylines and Souks: A Travel Diary

    August 8, 2025 - By 

    Raisa Choudhury Part 1: The Passport Window There’s something quietly electric about the moment just before a journey begins, that tiny pulse of anticipation you feel as you zip up your suitcase for the last time and check your passport compulsively even though you know it’s there, waiting like a silent witness to whatever this new chapter holds, and that’s exactly how I felt at 3:47 a.m. in my cluttered Delhi apartment, staring at the cab’s taillights as I locked my door behind me with a rush of both fear and freedom, not yet knowing that this trip would be…

  • English - Romance

    Velvet Threshold

    August 8, 2025 - By 

    Celeste Ray Part 1: The Arrival The train pulled into the quiet Provençal station at dusk, the fading sun casting long shadows across the stone platform. Alina stepped out slowly, the hem of her linen dress brushing against her knees as the wind stirred—a breath, a sigh, something ancient in the air. Her suitcase, old leather and scuffed at the corners, felt heavier than it should have. Not just with clothes or sketchbooks, but with everything she had left behind in London. The brochure had promised solitude. An artist residency in a converted vineyard. Ten guests. Ten days. No internet.…

  • English - Young Adult

    When We Danced That Summer

    July 14, 2025 - By 

    Ira Mehrotra The Town That Smelled of Salt and Silence The train screeched to a stop like it wasn’t ready to let go of Rihan Bose. He stepped down onto the sun-bleached platform of Kavar, a small town that clung to the southern coastline like a secret. The salty wind stung his skin, and gulls screamed overhead as if announcing his arrival. Not that anyone was listening. It was the kind of town where nothing ever really happened. And that was precisely the point. Aunty Kamala, his grandmother’s housekeeper, was the only one waiting. She waved half-heartedly, holding a paper…

  • English - Romance

    From Duty to Desire

    July 11, 2025 - By 

    Puneet Sharma Riya sat on the balcony of her apartment, staring at the hazy skyline of Delhi as the last traces of daylight faded away. The city, with all its hustle and bustle, felt so distant at that moment. Her mind wandered, consumed by the thoughts of the upcoming week. Her parents had sent yet another list of names, profiles, and photos—prospective suitors for an arranged marriage. The thought always made her laugh bitterly, but this time, something was different. At 28, Riya was successful, independent, and had built a life on her terms. She had traveled the world, had…

  • Bangla - তন্ত্র

    অন্তঃকরণে তন্ত্র

    July 10, 2025 - By 

    রিনি সান্যাল কলকাতা। জীবন এবং মৃত্যুর মাঝখানে আটকে থাকা শহর। এখানে পুরোনো এবং নতুনের মাঝে বিরাট একটি ব্যবধান। হাউমাউ করা শহরের ভিড়ে, যেখানে এক এক করে হারিয়ে যায় প্রতিটি মুখ, সেখানে আমান নিজের অস্তিত্ব খুঁজে পেত না। শহরের পেট ভরা সেসব মোল্লা-মাস্টারের গলির মধ্যে সে চলছিল একা—অতীতের ব্যর্থতা, ভালোবাসার পরাজয়, আর একাকী জীবনের গল্প নিয়ে। একদিন, এমন সময়, সে এল এক পুরনো গলি দিয়ে, যেখানে হাঁটতে হাঁটতে চোখে পড়ল একটি দোকান—একটি অদ্ভুত বইয়ের দোকান। দোকানটি ছিল ঝুপঝাড়, আবছা আলো, আর বইয়ের স্তূপে ভরা। এর সাইনবোর্ডে লেখা ছিল “বিপাশা’র আধ্যাত্মিক বইঘর”। দোকানটির তেমন কোনও আলাদা নাম ছিল না, তবে সে যেন…

  • English - Romance

    Saffron Skies

    July 9, 2025 - By 

    Shreya Mehra ONE Aaravi stepped off the plane into the crisp, cool air of Kashmir, her senses immediately overwhelmed by the beauty around her. The mountains, dusted with snow at their peaks, loomed majestically in the distance, while the air was thick with the scent of earth and pine. This was supposed to be a new beginning—a chance for her to break through the creative block that had gripped her for months. She had come to Kashmir at the urging of her gallery, to capture the essence of the saffron fields for her upcoming exhibition. But as she stood in…