His neighbour informed him that there were still people trapped inside. Hector ran all the way to the flaming house. Continue reading Into Death’s Embrace | Bruhad Dave
दील की रियासत को मिली रियायत
आपकी एक जलक से Continue reading आपकी एक जलक | Pushparaj Sinh Jadeja
Dante and Beatrice- A tale of two souls who were so near yet so far from each other. Dante’s love for Beatrice has inspired countless of his literature. His love though an incomplete and even an unacknowledged one (as Beatrice had no idea of Dante’s live for her), was yet a glowing motivation for a Lover an igniting inspiration for the artist. Continue reading Unrequited Love: On Canvas & In Our Lives | Neep Saikia
Megha Saha If sugary dollops of what feels like the rainbow hits you too hard, then wait for the maraschino cherry bit that will come to your rescue and settle in your tongue; you will let it, until the insides of the glass tumbler begin to tremor in sync with the live scat jazz. • You look around the snug little place they call the … Continue reading The Perfect Gentleman (3 0z / 90 ml) | Megha Saha
At forty-two years, seven months and three days, you would’ve been able to tell that he was forty-two years, seven months old: the three days could be granted to you as an acceptable margin of error. He had never much liked hide and seek, but he soon knew he must play it, play it with the ultimate seeker, Time. Continue reading Hiding | Bruhad Dave
आज इबादत कबूल हो गयी
जब एक दुआ की अपने दरवेश से रूह रूबरू हो गयी
मलूम न था ये आशिक दस्तूर-ए-इश्क के आब्शार मे खो जायेगा Continue reading आज इबादत | Pushparaj Sinh Jadeja
One unsuspecting mind
A piece of the past
One gasp of surprise, blended with a nascent smile Continue reading A Recipe for Nostalgia|Madhulica Kallatt
Man and Woman accepted the Greed graciously and put it with their own portions, in their minds. The animals later discovered that they were stuck in their new shapes and they would need food to live happily ever after. However they no longer took more than they needed for themselves. They became not- greedy. ‘Not-greedy’ is not a real word. But it means ‘content’ which is a real word and which means being happy with what you have.
In shaking verse
She writes down the gifts of his divinity.
Her trembling meter pays homage
To the ruby red circles seared onto her skin.
Every stuttering syllable is an offering
That she conjures as a devotee Continue reading The Patron Saint of Inspiration| Shivani Lalan
A familiar voice calls me,
Asking,” Which color are you?”
Are you the pink that Maa draped you in?
When you insisted to match her grace? Continue reading Colours| Megha Jha