• A Night to Remember
    SowMIyA | 24-Jul-2020
    || A Night to Remember ||   MIA! An absolute gregarious person, she was a dreamer, an achiever, a free-spirited soul that wandered to places and came with hands full. She just knew how to live life in full circles. Would soar from one high to another. Sometimes with a scratch on the knee. And often a bruise over the head. But rare was a tear in her eye. She knew the true meaning of living life queen size. She was a Queen herself not to a sham kingdom. But a queen of her own soul, queen of her heart. Recently had she grabbed a promotion in her office and her charm was no minor for her boss to throw a party for all to celebrate her success. It was a cozy chilling evening of mid-December. The winds were strong and so were the spirits. The company's farmhouse was lit up with shimmering yellow and orange. The garden was bursting with glee, crackle, and chatter. The soft flowing music was matching the mood of the evening to the fullest. Mia was encircled with one after the other gang of colleagues high
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  • Was it love or his insecurities?
    Diyaa | 29-Mar-2020
        Dev and Naina were celebrating their ninth anniversary today. This one, for a change, they had decided to be on their own and not take their in-laws and their seven year old daughter, Tara along with them for dinner. Every year they were surrounded by family and friends on every ‘special’ occasions be it birthdays or anniversary.  It was Naina who insisted on going with Dev alone even though he wasn’t too keen about it. They had made it through the “seven year itch’ phase of their marriage and he thought it’s going to be all smooth sail now. He felt their relation had reached a cozy comfort zone. By now he sensed everything about her with ease, even her reaction to different situations, what she thought and how she felt. He lived his life on an autopilot mode as far as the marriage was concerned. There wasn’t much thinking or newness about it. But for her, she had started to feel a pinch of monotony settling in, if not absolute boredom. Sh
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  • The Love Affair I Got Comfortable With!
    Diyaa | 15-Oct-2019
    She hugged him tight and cried. It was a dark stormy night. The clouds were intensely close, waiting to squeeze tight together and burst out. Nature was mimicking human emotions virtually. Zara didn’t want to leave him; not now at least. She was in love. The kind of love wherein you don’t know if you are better together in a cuddly embrace for some time or lost in each other's thoughts all day. But this was the deciding time of her life. Amit stayed just one block ahead of Zara. She was visiting her parent’s house those days and so was he. She made it a point to see him every time he came around. They loved meeting up for coffees. It always struck me hard when I saw men keep themselves free for other women so easily. I never found the time for my own, forget any other. Probably that explains the whole chaos around me now. Oh well, I still haven't introduced myself. I am Rahul, Zara’s husband and this is my story. She used to mention about Amit a lot. They were childhood friends. Thei
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  • The Love Affair I Got Comfortable With!
    Diyaa | 15-Oct-2019
    She hugged him tight and cried. It was a dark stormy night. The clouds were intensely close, waiting to squeeze tight together and burst out. Nature was mimicking human emotions virtually. Zara didn’t want to leave him; not now at least. She was in love. The kind of love wherein you don’t know if you are better together in a cuddly embrace for some time or lost in each other's thoughts all day. But this was the deciding time of her life. Amit stayed just one block ahead of Zara. She was visiting her parent’s house those days and so was he. She made it a point to see him every time he came around. They loved meeting up for coffees. It always struck me hard when I saw men keep themselves free for other women so easily. I never found the time for my own, forget any other. Probably that explains the whole chaos around me now. Oh well, I still haven't introduced myself. I am Rahul, Zara’s husband and this is my story. She used to mention about Amit a lot. They were childhood friends. Thei
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  • Asmita Javdekar | 01-Apr-2019
    Miraya had just turned thirteen and Mohit, nine.They were like any other pair of siblings, at that age.Goofing around, quarrelling, pulling each other’s legs. Basically, annoying the life out of each other.A straight forward dialogue exchange was nearly extinct, in their relationship.With both parents being celebrated surgeons in the city, the children had tasted independence at a young age and had grown accustomed to solving problems, by themselves.      It was a Wednesday and Miraya was irritable since morning.She decided to drag her self to school as she had a Physics test.Her stomach was cramping, her head was throbbing and her energy sapping with every passing minute.For a reason unknown to her, she wanted to just bawl.The school nurse asked her to have some water and use the toilet.To her horror, right inside the stinky school loo, she met with her first period, head on!!Although she had heard stories from friends and had attended the “Puberty and Hygiene” workshop, noth
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  • Asmita Javdekar | 22-Feb-2019
    After being neck deep in completing her presentation for 32hours without a wink, Riddhi decided to head straight to Nook; a nearby Restobar. She definitely needed a stiff one, before hitting the sack.Meandering through the packed restaurant to her usual bar stool, her eye caught a couple of familiar faces.It was a mother- daughter duo from her building, probably waiting for the man of the house to join them for dinner.As soon as Riddhi waved across to them, the young mother distracted her little daughter to look away in another direction.Riddhi was fully aware that within the conservative walls of her building compound, her care a damn lifestyle and reckless ways were frowned upon.Not being rattled at all, she ordered her Taslisker double on the rocks and munched away on the accompanying soya chips and almonds. Deciding to forgo dinner, she called for an Uber and moved into the open patio for a quick smoke.Vandana and her very sleepy six year old were looking for a rickshaw to get back home. Riddhi offered th
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  • The perfect mistake
    Diyaa | 11-Feb-2019
    Sara was a charming twenty-one years young lady who recently stepped into her newly wedded life. Couple of months into this wedlock, she was still trying to adjust to the new life. It was a novel experience for her, from changing homes to cities to friends and now families. Everything was different. Since she was young, she fitted herself very easily into her new space. Rahul, her husband worked with the Indian navy, because of which he had to shift his home base near the port. He had left his family soon after he joined work. His parents lived in a city which was three hours away from his.   He was used to living alone many months of the year while the other months he sailed to far off places. He took good care of Sara now that he had her around. He made her feel very comfortable in his world. Clubbing, dinners, movies had filled their days. They even did groceries together. She remembered their honeymoon to snowcapped mountains in the Swiss. That one week had really bought them close to each other.
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  • Star Crossed
    Manali Jobanputra | 01-Dec-2017
    Like coffee on a cold winter night, Like the morning sunrise after a dark stormy night, he walked into her life, her Mr. RIGHT !   No it wasn’t the cliched love at first sight, nor was it the typical conventional love story; meet, date, repeat! NOOOO, this was absofuckinglutelyexceptional.   They saw each other everyday, but rarely even said ‘Hi’. Their paths crossed several times a day, but every time they’d just walk away. Then one beautiful morning, he sat beside her talking about some random shit, (probably the first time they ever spoke) and she was totally amused by his non-stop talking, coordinated hand gestures and timely expressions. Something about him piqued her interest, she had no idea what. Maybe his non-stop talking and expressions :p   He hadn’t intrigued her enough for her to be attracted to him. She enjoyed his company but his absence didn’t really matter, when he spoke, she’d laugh and giggle but she’d be ok
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  • The Web of Friendhsip
    Team Kalamwali | 19-Sep-2017
    A lovely perspective on friendship by the 9 years on Saanvi Shrivastava who attended Kalamwali's Creative Writing Workshop this summer.    The Web of Friendship   Chapter 1: Once upon a time, there was a big park with lots and lots of grass. Everyone was happy in the park. There were just a few people who were not at all happy in that park. And they were the insects, the grass and the flowers. They would all get really angry when kids came there and squashed them, stamped them mindlessly while playing and running.  “What can we do?” they asked each other. “We can’t even run away from this place, we just have to stay here. And no one will even hear us when we try to tickle them and tell them that we are getting hurt.” One day, a girl came in the park. Her name was Sabrina. “Aargghh!” groaned one flower. “Get ready for getting squashed and stamped on again!” But the plants, flowers, grass and insects were in for a surprise. Sabrina
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  • Tia's World
    Team Kalamwali | 03-Sep-2017
      This story is a work of fiction by a 9 year old who attended Kalamwali's Creative Writing Workshop in the summer of 2017.  TIA’S WORLD   Chapter 1 “Tia, are you ready?” shouted her mother. “Yeah, Mom I am almost done” shouted Tia, the worm. “Come on fast, we have to go and look for a house…remember??” shouted her mother again. Tia rushed downstairs and quickly wore her shoes. She and her mother came out of their house. “Tia, listen you go on the right and search for houses while I go on the left. If you find anything, just call for me” said her mother. “Ok,” said Tia, “Bye bye…” Tia turned to the right to search for a new house as her home had almost broken due to the earthquake a few days ago.Every day Tia and her parents went hunting for a house while her grandparents and her little brother and sister would stay at home. Today Tia’s father was busy. So she and her mother had to go out an
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  • The Magical Shoes
    Team Kalamwali | 18-Jul-2017
    Another brilliant piece of fiction by the 9 year old Saanvi Shrivasthava who attended Kalamwali's Creative Writing & Storytelling for Kids this summer.            “Mom, let’s go and buy me a pair of shoes. The light blue ones with golden stars are too tight for me,” Peter said. “Absolutely not! We just bought a pair of shoes for you two days ago. Try those,” his mother said. “Mumma, will you buy me a Barbie doll?” Peter’s little sister, Mia said. “Of course, dear. We’ll go right away,” her mother said. “It’s not fair!” roared Peter.          “What is not fair?” Mia asked, sweetly. “You have a million, bazillion, trillion dolls and I have just 5 pai….” –Peter said and suddenly stopped. His mother had gone to the bathroom and Mia had gone to her room to play with her dolls. Peter groaned. All of a sudd
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  • Excerpts from The Other End of the Corridor ( Fiction)
    Sujata Rajpal | 30-May-2017
    He had straight, neatly cut hair; sharp, intelligent eyes and distant eyebrows. I couldn’t make out whether his eyes were black or brown; it had a tinge of both the shades, but more of brown. His face was broad, but also on longish side, and not moon shaped like Vishal’s. Dusky complexion not dark like mine, long sharp nose, and light brown fully curved lips added to his boyish charm. A soft dimple showed on his right cheek when he stretched his lips into a smile.  I quickly turned my face away when Jai paused in the middle of a sentence; he had caught me observing his facial expressions. “Hello, where are you?” he waved his fingers in front of my nose to bring me back. Embarrassed, I suddenly got up.  “I should leave now, I am getting late,” I said. Even before I knew what I was saying, I had reached the door of the coffee shop. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him looking at me through the large glass window while I walked shyly on the footpath. His face wa
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  • Dr Manjiri Prabhu | 30-May-2017
    An excerpt from "The Trail of Four" Stefan sucked in his breath, his heart plummeting to the pit of his stomach. The rain splattered all around the Schloss garden, the lawn underwater and everything slippery. Two of his men stepped out of the pond, hauling the body over the edge. The Hercules statue towered behind them, a large looming shadow with features invisible in the darkness. Twoothers held large open umbrellas, and flashlights to light up their way.‘Good job, boys! Be careful, this part of the pond is virtually untouched,’ Stefan cautioned, trying to keep his emotions in check. In reality, he felt an icy hand clutch his insides. If he was right, then the worst nightmare had begun.‘It’s the dogs. They sniffed it out. Which was really lucky, because this pond is much further away from the Schloss, kind of hidden behind these tall trees, and the body had slid behind the Hercules statue,’ Kurt reported, his voice raised over the din of the rain.‘Turn him around,’
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  • MR. R- THE ICON OF JUSTICE SEASON 1 FINALE
    Rutwik Nalawade | 30-Apr-2017
    MR. R- THE LAST ACT PART 1 STORY:               Just as Rihaan hears the news, he drives fast and reaches his home and sees the whole place is blown into pieces and he sees ambulances taking people in it and Rihaan sees that the servants are taken into the ambulances.               He then goes ahead and sees that Grandpa’s friends are taken in some other ambulance and the friends tell that Grandpa is already taken to the hospital and Rihaan rushes at the hospital.               After sometime, Rihaan reaches the hospital with others and they all start searching for Grandpa. Jeet then comes to Rihaan and tells him that he has found Grandpa.               The doctors then meet Rihaan and show him that Grandpa is in at a serious stage and Rihaa
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  • MR. R- THE ICON OF JUSTICE
    Rutwik Nalawade | 30-Apr-2017
    MR. R-  THE CONSEQUENCES OF THE TRUTH   STORY:               After Rihaan hears the video voice, he rewinds the video and plays it again. He then sees Jadhav talking to Reddy that it was their plan to kill Rihaan’s father and take over the company.               Rihaan gets emotional and breaks a lot of things at the base in anger and leaves the base.               He sits in his car and stops at a distance and comes out of the car and looks around and starts shouting out loud. Grandpa and Jeet come there and comfort him.               Grandpa says, “Reddy and Jadhav have murdered your father, but we don’t have a proof, we have to hear it from him.”            
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  • MR. R- THE ICON OF JUSTICE
    Rutwik Nalawade | 30-Apr-2017
    MR. R- THE HUNT FOR THE ‘R’ MONSTER   STORY:               After Raka turned MR. R into a monster like him, Mr. R started to run but many times, Raka found him and beat to him to death and leave him alone and repeat the whole procedure.               Raka says, “I just feel like the hunter right now, hero….”                             Mr. R growls at him and attacks him and they have a huge brawl in a rainy night. Raka uses his long nails and scratches Mr. R and hurts him bad.               Mr. R then tries to leave and Raka catches him by neck and says, “Run, run, how much ever you can, I will beat you each day and kill you when you have a s
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