”The Silent Sentinel, The Cradle”
An old wooden cradle stood in the corner, a reminder of past events. Age had faded the once-detailed carvings that […]
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An old wooden cradle stood in the corner, a reminder of past events. Age had faded the once-detailed carvings that […]
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Rajasthan’s desert was alive and breathing. The golden sands looked to go on forever, undulating in a single pattern resembling
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The Friend Who Overstayed, A Plate of Peace (A SHORT STORY) Anjali was a constant presence, a social vine that
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The All-Seeing co-resident-A short story It was all about sunshine and the lovely aroma of filter coffee once we shifted
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“Pride Before the Fall” A short story In the middle of the business city of Chennai, there was a housemaid
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