Short story
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Hold me ’till I go
Katinka hung up the phone and sat still. Time was ticking faster than before, but not passing; how very abruptly…
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Heart Game
One again, he has fallen in love with her. There are as many reasons known as those unknown to him;…
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Happy Women’s Day
As women, we too often are expected to be quiet or feminine. To be nice. Not to be boastful, proud,…
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Shackles of poverty
Celebrations are in full swing across the country as India celebrates 75 years of independence this year. Standing beside a…
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Vortice
-Scusami--Non che mi interessi--Ho solamente voluto dirtelo--Assolutamente--Non avrei potuto dimenticare--Ma forse avresti dovuto--Parliamo di altro--Non potresti negare quanto segue--Non è…
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Teacher as a Cheerleader
The education in pandemic has been confined to laptops and mobiles. As the offline classes started with few students, I…
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Due frammenti
Due microracconti privati.
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Speranze nel vento
Ero seduto sul bordo del marciapiede e una ragazza che ho amato mi era vicino. In piedi. Aveva i capelli…
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In una stanza
Un racconto breve di invisibile inquietudine…
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Kiss of spring
Supportment of flower
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How death waits
Currently, she is not taking any medication. She can speak a little but feel everything. Her legs are festering, ants…
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Lockdown
In this troubled times of COVID-19, giving a fresh perspective on the situation from a veteran war journalist.
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A Lullaby of Life
It all feels good now. These wanderings, these touches, these ugly faces-these moments! Our kisses and souls are so young…
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INSOMNIA
It's getting serious! One night goes, another comes and I remain here with my eyes open at a time when…
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From “Poetry” to “Poet”
From “Poetry” to “Poet” by Ayan DawnNow I am far away from you drowning in the nectar of alienation, remembering…
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Input/Output
Do You know what it’s like to be overwhelmed by fear? Total kind. The kind I felt when they opened…