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  • The Game called Life

    Some live for the money,for some its the name. I met a fellow, who borrowed others' pain.   They say that life's not fair, but to him unfair was life. If everything went your way, there would be no wrong or right!   He had a funny way, of finding himself trouble. When most p...

    Tags: Poem Life

  • TINY

    Over the past few months a pigeon had been trying to build its nest on the window sill of my bathroom, and I’d shoo it away twice or thrice each day so that it won’t get a chance to build it. Why? Two reasons. For one, all the twigs would float into the washroom and dirty it; another ...

    Tags: Story Life Lesson

  • Cosmic Waste:Prologue

                                                One. I used to have a story.Like all humans made up of flesh and bone, I used to weave hope, and cherish wants…needs, that I vied for...

    Tags: Stories Life Desperation

  • Cosmic Waste:Two

                                                    TWO.         ...After 23 long years to dwelling amidst the 7 billion people that walked the ear...

    Tags: Destroying Death Empty Life

  • Cold Skin

    It was cold. Darkness and stillness intertwined their fingers. The icy wind cut through her tender skin. The mist was slowly closing in. Her body suddenly convulsed in horror as a figure slowly emerged behind her,keeping a peaceful distance. She felt her limbs paralyze. She could sense him,as if ...

    Tags: Story Nightmares Terror Empty Life Nights

  • Celebrate

    You don't need a reason to celebrate! Being an Indian I've never really celebrated Diwali, until this year. In fact I've never really celebrated anything in life. Not anniversaries, not Christmas, not Easter. Nothing! If you ask me why I don't really have an answer but I can tell you that's what...

    Tags: Celebration Life Fellowship Community

  • The City

    The City drifts like an insomniac over the flyover under the rail-bridge in the hiatus of the bazaar with a day's leftover rotting in it's belly.   In this City everything rots.   Fish scales. Pools of blood outside the butcher's. Vegetable peels, thongas of jhalmuri...

    Tags: Kolkata Poetry Decay Life Death

  • My Closet

    I have a closet, Just like many others. Some keep theirs wide open With everything on display. Some keep theirs closed shut, Like they have something to hide. I like to keep mine locked, Covered with a nice white sheet. It's usually there, by the supplies; Nice, quiet and neat. Every no...

    Tags: Poetry Life Memories Content Happiness Self Thoughts

  • A common man's idea

        I am Rohit from Gurgaon. I am a middle class service man living with my wife and child. We were happily living so far, but sometimes it hurt whenever I saw people suffering due to poverty, lack of proper living support for poor. I know I was too small to make any change, but I tri...

    Tags: Story Life Thought Humanity Fiction

  • Why do you do, What you do?

    Have you ever wondered, Why people do what they do- Like, some people write stories that others read, some play a sport that others watch, some build a product that makes others life easier and everything else amazing that is going from earth to space?     When I introspected on ...

    Tags: Travel Love Romance Life