short story

Chilling in the night, I went on a journey to capture the moments of life. Delusional, frightened and carefree, I stumbled upon the craziest moment. I fell. Down on the desert, all alone. There was a light in my head. It took all the dramatic turns, I failed, I succeeded,

Among the woods, there lived a monk who has devoted all her life in searching for the ultimate truth. She meditated for weeks, didn’t eat for months and deprived herself of many desires. Slowly she became weak, she got some following and others followed her journey. She didn’t

I love dance and when there is a stress in my mind, I resort to dancing. I don’t need to feel high from coffee, smoking or alcohol. Because I get the high feeling when I dance. Sometimes people mistook me for a drunk person. So whenever I hear music,

Patriotism was in the air, Ramesh wanted to do something for the country. But he was just a man who used to sell oranges everyday. And when the time changes, he would sell mangoes. Basically, he was a fruit man doing his job and providing for his family of 3