Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
Published by GEETHA SUNIL PILLAI in category Family with tag husband | Life | marriage | wife
Penning this true piece is an attempt to save many girls from enduring a traumatic relationship. Separation or Divorce is just an end of a painful relationship
Published by makarandlohire in category Hindi | Hindi Poetry | Poetry with tag Love | poem | Valentines' Day
This Hindi poem written for Valentine’s Day shows lover’s pain of heartbreak.He still hopes that his lover will recongnize his love oneday & come back
Published by saturnian in category Love and Romance with tag canteen | coffee | IIT | tea
A girl wearing shirt and jean asked me about my guide. Her dressing had a professional touch. I noticed and liked it.She already crossed my eyes two times
Published by $@ggu in category Childhood and Kids with tag auto | seat | trick | window
It was monsoon, and showers were pouring down at its full pace. Water logged at various places. Seeing this the trick clicked Swapnil
Published by Pratik Lathi in category School and College with tag dance | enemy
White full shirt, with a pair of blue jeans, brown punk hair, stud in left ear, and glares shining brightly and reflecting back what is to be seen by him, was that guy
Published by UMANG in category Social and Moral with tag customer | father | shoes | shop
I remember the day when it was too hot in the month of June. As usual, I was gossiping with my father at my seeds and fertilizers shop.
Published by praveen gola in category Hindi | Hindi Poetry | Poetry with tag food
This Hindi poem is a black humour & offers diminishing importance of relations in fast lifestyle of cities. A black comedy revolves around condolence
Published by drsharma.sunil in category Editor's Choice | Social and Moral with tag Faith | God | grandma | old bungalow | stone
Editor’s Choice:They were an ordinary pair of two black stones. Lifeless. Solitary. Forlorn. Buffeted by strong winds sweeping down the hills. Two tall stones only: Sprouting forcefully from the ground.
Published by Sanjana Jogani in category Poetry with tag eyes | friend | heartbreak | Love
I wish the clock dint tock,While our fingers interlocked.Your lips were touching mine.And a chill ran down my spine.On time I have waited.
Published by $@ggu in category Childhood and Kids with tag bus | money | ticket | trick
Once Swapnil got up in a bus to return to his home. He was well standing when the conductor proceeded to him and asked for the fare
