Book Review: My Magical Palace
The magical part about My Magical Palace is Kunal’s ease for storytelling and his ability to create a bygone era- the 1970’s Hyderabad in all its beauty and o... Read More...
Creative Writing
Short Story: The Silent Expressionist
And he left me hanging there.
On the easel, that is. I’ve been waiting for him to start his work on me for quite some time, but for the last few days, he jus... Read More...
Short Story: Little Moments
So I was in a rickshaw, returning from office to home, music in my ears. And I imagine I'm in a club, slightly drunk, hence free of inhibitions. I jump onto dance floor and extend my hand to a girl with boycut hair (forgive the stereotyping, but th... Read More...
Poem: Madness
Painting by Kashish Seth
Dear lover do not even think
I do not know what you think,
This is madness that you see
Because madness was always within me.
&nb... Read More...
Poem: Monsoon
Painting by Kashish Seth
Like a long lost person whose arrival has delayed
This rain, this monsoon suddenly came to surprise you
When you ha... Read More...
Poem: Enigma
Why does my heart flutter
at the slightest glimpse of your face?
Why does my pulse race
when I see your sauntering grace?
Why does my breath catch
every time your eyes find mine?
Why are there flutterlings in my belly
when that shirt betra... Read More...
Short Story: Cups Of Coffee
"So you swing both ways?" my friend commented. "Yeah!" I replied, tucking my hair behind my ear and twinkling my jhumka. "My chances to be your lover are divi... Read More...
Poem: ‘No Pic No Reply’
'No pic no reply' - a poem. Image: Brijesh Sukumaran.
I said:
My mind forbids
pinging you
but my heart doesn't comply.
All they said was: "no pic, no ... Read More...
Short Story: The Marriage
He stands there, resplendent in hid traditional white kurta and mundu. He is getting married. His beautiful bride, clad in her gorgeous traditional silk saree and bedecked with shiny gold ornaments, sits next to him. The cameras flash, her numerous... Read More...
Poem: In Your Eyes
In your eyes
I see a twinkle no star can boast of,
I see a light that mocks the Sun,
I see the depth of seven oceans,
I see the calm of a Spring eve,
I s... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing The Light (Final Part)
Read the first, second, third and fourth parts of this story.
I told Vasu, if there was anything I had learned in my short years on earth, it was that life i... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing the Light (Part 4)
Read the first, second and third parts of this story.
Within seconds, two things were clear: Vasu had little experience with this level of intimacy, but he wanted it badly. His hands grasped at me, his physical desire was hard against my body and ... Read More...