Tag: Writers of the future
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To The Sparrows- Hirak Dasgupta
and they circled – the sparrows, not knowing the why-s and how-s of us and they circled till one came down and called the others thinking me to be safe I had grains of rice in one hand and a small note in the other that read: I end my life here with the sparrows’…
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Cries that made them laugh- Tanvi Agarwal
If you see a personal diary of your partner. How will you react? This is the story of Varun and Adya. It starts with romance, but then tension builds. How will Varun react when his partner tries to hide her diary?
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Everyday is Women’s Day- Varun Anand Bhat
A woman is a symbol of strength, then why does society not treat her as such. This poem depicts the strength of a woman and the vulgarity of a society that doesn’t recognize it. Happy women’s day!
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Will you be able to answer me?- Vaibhavi Shetty
This poem seems like a letter written to that ex friend or lover. If you could spill it all to that one person you trusted then this is how it would look like.
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Divided by borders, United by drones- Chirag Saxena
There was a lot of hype around drone technology. People thought it will be used for improving delivery timings but in the beginning of 2024 it has been used by different states to exert their authority. These 3 micro tales describe the people’s struggles against this new technology.
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Next station: Ego death- Chirag Saxena
I have been taking metro rides in Delhi for a decade now. In my ten years I have noticed different characters that you can find in any subway. But then I noticed that I am also the characters that I observed. The sense of self started to flee because I decided to travel in a…
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Money’s Grip on society- Chirag Saxena
Everything in this world is centered around money. People read their horoscopes for it, they pray for it, and they even indulge in tarot for it. I understand the reason for this behavior. Money means resources. If you have more of it then it means that your future is secure and your family’s future is…
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A decade long frustration against fascism- Chirag Saxena
I come from one of the most privileged sections of India: Hindu, Upper Caste, Middle Class, Heterosexual Male. While caste and religion do not mean anything to me, I know that they affect my reality. I have avoided many struggles because of my background, yet I know that when national and global fascism rises, it…
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Moonlit Comforts- Vaibhavi Shetty
Snuggled up in my cozy bed last night, Blankets warm, stars shining bright. Looked out of my window, what a delight, The moon was there, casting soft light. The weather was chilly, but I felt so snug, Sinking in dreams on my comfy rug. The moon, like a friend, watching me sleep, Kinda felt fancy,…
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Whispers of Ashes- Priyangshu
She was disappearing into ashes, The ashes never settled; they flowed. Somewhere much far but close, Transcending time and Cassandra’s prose. She roams in the shadows of happiness, she spreads. In the shadows of love, she gives. Far from humanity’s deceptive guise, Her tranquil soul flies. Her memories linger in presence, Her fragile life’s reminiscence,…