What makes us want to write?

We read because its fulfils the need of quality content in our life. It helps us quench our thirst for information that we love to gather and discuss. Who doesn’t love to indulge in an unputdownable novel that takes you away from this rotten play of reality. Because sometimes the life of a protagonist seems […]

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The Panic Cord

The part that’s scary, is that there is no escape plan. You don’t get to pull an emergency cord or shatter the glass on a fire extinguisher when it gets “too much”. That’s why its scary. It’s exhilaratingly scary. Love doesn’t understand or recognise risk analysis or pros vs cons. I became a dreamer. A […]

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I saw the bus leave. I ran behind it as if my life depended on it. And in many ways, it did. My brain went dead, stricken by panic, I frantically called my father who was in the bus. Busy with the luggage and payment, he paid no attention to his phone. The bus had […]

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“I am too independent, to be dependant on you” , she said and hung up. She didn’t know what else to say that could convince him.  She prayed that she won’t be as weak anymore. She wiped that tear, and went back to her patient. She assured herself that she could handle it. She was […]

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A letter to Santa

Dearest Santa, Hope you are in the pink of your health. I know I’m writing to you after so long, it surely must be a surprise to you. Among the gazillions letters that you get, if you happen to read this, I’d be delighted. The reason I didn’t write to you earlier, is mostly because, […]

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When I was 8, to inculcate the habit of not wasting food, our teacher used to check our tiffin boxes after lunch. Whoever hadn’t finished their lunch were asked to meet the Vice-Principal outside class while the rest of the class continued with the regular schedule (proverbially, timetable). I never knew what it was that […]

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