Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Published by Aadar Atreya in category Family with tag abuse | Mother | neighbour | son | suicide
Her name in the letter made my heart bleed and I swept tears the whole day for a mother who gave birth to someone who turned his Blue Spring into Black Spring.
Published by megha jain in category Friends with tag beach | friend | stranger | Valentines' Day
Sometimes you need brake from everything to get fresh start. Sometime you need to be with someone who don’t judge. A Stranger would be the best for.
Published by niharikashenoy in category Social and Moral with tag journalist | law | suicide
The sudden euphoria of seeing a much beloved friend drained as she remembered the ugly realities of her time and space. This was no friend…..this was another one of those obstructions on her path to success.
Published by Paromita Nath in category Love and Romance with tag Love | ocean | Rain | smile
Now along with my body my heart was also drenched in the rain of love that his eyes showered the moment he saw me and I also couldn’t resist myself from adoring him.
Published by Paromita Nath in category Poetry with tag beautiful | girl | magic | man | rose
Nothing did I say, Just gave a small smile away, The path was beautiful rather, “I will always be there for you” He said holding my hand, It seemed as if someone has spelled a magic using a wand. A love poem
Published by megha jain in category Family with tag clean | family | human | mother-in-law | nature
Every person can’t take negative comments or improvement comment easily if you think you are perfect in that field. Even I can’t take it.
Published by Vishal in category Social and Moral with tag farmer | journey | media | water
I was still thirsty, in fact even more. I was sweating also, and was feeling like; I have walked too much in the heat. I was searching someone or somewhere for water source.
Published by Egg Burji in category Love and Romance with tag beautiful | Life | Love | wife
I like my wife’s name more than any other word in this world, it is not just a set of vowels and consonants but a meaning for my life, my passion, my love and my compassion.
Published by RahulAgyat in category Social and Moral with tag children | help | Love | Society
He was a good human being . He was different from other boys. He was full of positivity. He used to live in present. He used to help people. Social story of a young boy
Published by Aarini in category Love and Romance with tag accident | Life | Love
“You need to claim the body”. I stood there for long. And when I found the little strength in me I walked to my flat.And when I entered the room it was lighted with candles. That was a situation I was hopeful, happy and yet afraid.
