To My Dead Dad
Hey Dad,Ten years ago you died leaving behind a wound in my heart. They say, ‘time heals all wounds.'Apparently not!Had I known the moments we spent together before you left…
Going viral: How Coronavirus affects global economy & how you can sail through
With the occurrence of a lockdown phase throughout all major markets in the world, it is quite obvious and daunting to have a curiosity about the far reaching effects of…
To the class of 2020
I know you are going through rough times, “Your so called OLT (One Last Time) has been taken by pandemic crime. Yes you are right, this is the year without…
Ripples of his crime
A picture is worth a thousand words,now we know of what kind for you!Before your fetish and lustful gaze,her soul is broken, it's black and blue.This society is an accomplicefor…
The narrative structure of a WhatsApp forward
With a global pandemic on full swing and lockdown on many cities of the nation, I, like most citizens, have locked myself behind the doors of my house.With so much…
Along the lines
This heart of mine, knows a different kind of hurt, It cries silently as it tumbles down the stack of expectations, And imaginations. Of course. Its like a pot made…
Painting by Khyati Morparia
FE EXTC G, 2019-20 @khyati_morphariaa on Instagram, go check her out!
Book Review: Shakuntala, The Woman Wronged
Author: Utkarsh Patel Genre: Mythology, fiction I remember pleading with my grandma once to tell me a story. She told me the story of the lovelorn Shakuntala. I recall asking…