Little Spire from Last Summer

(Inspired by ‘My Last Himalayan Trek’. We Miss Sneha( in story, she’s referred as Ruth) – a lady who lived the longest in the shortest life span. She would stay in my heart, forever as the sweetest inspiring memory of my life). It’s a story that happened during last summer when each leaf was turning…

Editorial: Oh! I’m a Feminist because I Can’t Cook.

I’m a lady with a morality that stands firm with women and strongly protest against real disasters. But that doesn’t define me as a ‘Modern Day Feminist’. Also being an anti-feminism does not define me as a human being. I am also many other things. I am not particularly fond of being considered an ‘anti-feminist’….

One Musical God and The Lost Chords

Their love was immortal. Not because they were Gods. There was a spellbinding form of love between an impassioned body and a living God. Hindu scriptures describe them as divine companions. They say, with dedication, complete submission of a body and a soul made their love beyond mortality but did Lord Krishna and Radha lived…

Editorial: Lotuses in Terror Ponds

Terrorism is no more discriminated by a particular religion or gender. When women are found to be complicit in acts of terror, torture, and even rape; society asks, ‘How could this happen?‘. The answer is, as to be expected, complicated. Female terrorists are hardly a new phenomenon. From the militant women of the Provisional Irish Republican…

Editorial: Front Runners of Odisha – State Politics

Elections are colourful exercises of the democratic nature of Indian Politics. Adding some real political drama to that in Odisha, state is awaiting to witness a close contest between Congress, BJP and currently ruling party BJD. Since last two decades, state has experienced one party and a system without a strong opposition. Now the case is…

Editorial: Sophia – Rise of Robosapians

A robot named Sophia is granted citizenship by the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. The announcement followed the Kingdom’s commitment of US$500 billion to build a new city powered by robotics and renewables. One of the most honourable concepts for a human being, to be a citizen and all that brings with it, has been given to a…

Editorial: Literate India – a Milestone or a Myth?

EDUCATION  stands for acquiring knowledge, skills, values, morals, developments and beliefs in different aspects. It is a continuous process of learning. Education is a fundamental human right that promotes individual freedom and empowerment and propagates important development benefits. The Education system of India: History says: Ancient India had the Gurukul system. In Gurukul system, anyone who…

Noor

Disclaimer: The plot is a true story confessed by someone. The murder mystery has remained unsolved till date. The ending has been modified so are the Names and Places. My name was Noor. I was doing my internship in School of Fashion Design, Newbury St, Boston. Noor means Light. My father, who is an Indian…

Many Men’s Murphy

‘Rebecca’ He was carrying a pleasant smile. Thirty two to thirty five years old, bald, thin, not taller than 5’6″. He would turn out to be one of those occasional faces that appear before her, not more than twice in a year. She reads men so well, even at one glance. He entered into the room…

The Book

Hello!I am The Book. A red crochet star stitched tote bag, hanging from a doddery old pink bicycle handle, was the best place I ever belonged to. She was 16 and I don’t remember how old I’m. She probably got an innocent yet confident look from her mother, got her daddy’s tongue and temper. Her…

The Nineteenth Autumn

I  was  9, when  I  had  planted  her,  as  a  sapling… Few months after Mum passed away, Dad and I shifted to Akhnoor(A Small city of Jammu). The place is believed to be the ancient city of Virat Nagar mentioned in the Mahabharat. The city was calm yet beautiful. Dad believed that shifting to a different place…

Wrinkle’s Diary

It was pouring cats and dogs – in a December evening! As if the chill in Delhi wasn’t enough, the rain God might have decided to make it more soggy. I couldn’t see through glasses clearly as they were covered in few drops of rain. My shoes were making sound of a squelching bellicosely every time…

Departure

My car started rushing down the city because all the thing I wanted to do at the moment is to catch a glimpse of the city lights. There is nothing prettier than the city at 11 pm, with its silent streets of Budapest whispering the glory of Europe and the cold winds singing lullabies. Even the…

UnSexy

“..Miss! you sell only bikinis?” a childlike light complexioned girl asked me. Her cheeks were salmon pink and eyes were full of confidence of being gifted with curves of perfection and a mesmerising innocent smile on her face. I grinned back warmly at her and nodded my head. The girl seemed cheerful looking at the contents…

A Kiss, Last Night…

It’s not that Samarpan is uninterested to attend the semester exam this morning, but his mind is elsewhere. With a chorus of delirium by anonymous questions and heart pounded with fearful thoughts, he is sitting on the bed at the same place since last couple of hours. Though today he is supposed to go to…

Mortal Love

I was standing on the balcony, staring blankly at the crashing waves. The mug of hot coffee in my hand had already grown cold. I was running my fingers over my face, pushing back my wind whipped hair and brushing away my tears at the same time. My cheeks were turning dry before getting wet…

When She Touched The Sky…

Chapter 3: ONE FINE DAY IN DIDNA  The Third Day(30th May, 2017) I was rambling through an enigmatic autumn forest. Suddenly, I heard an unfamiliar melodious voice from a far. Chasing the call, I started walking through the pathway and  discovered a sculpture of a unicorn with twinkling ruby eyes. It was gleaming as the…

One Rich Love story

14th Feb, 2017. Its just another grimy sunny afternoon. A connecting narrow walkway to Kurla railway station is looking so plethoric with informal wheels and rushy race to catch train on time. In the midst of so many overblown faces, she is the girl, sauntering with her eyes facing down and a smile on her lips…

When She Touched The Sky…

Chapter 2: AN EVENING IN LOHAJUNG The Second Day(29th May, 2017) Adventure begins at the end of the road you know..! At a point of time you realise you’ve nothing to lose and a whole world to see. Regardless of how mournful last night was  and how panic struck we were, we pulled ourselves back for…

When She Touched the Sky…

Chapter 1: LAKESIDE The First Day(28th May, 2017) Sometimes living a happy life with  hand full of money and heart filled with over esteem, pride of success and achievements is not certainly considered as completeness.  I realised that the very moment I saw the foot hills of Nainital from a far. The series of small…