Story of the Month Sep’16: My shoulders slumped. I began to tremble again, and this time, I realised that it was a different sort of tremble. I was laughing, actually laughing, and what more, I was literally laughing in the face of Death.
Story of the Month July’16: She held his favourite football that he left on the floor next to the wooden study table just before he had decided that his life had become worthless and that being scared and living was not acceptable to him.
Editor’s Choice: His laughs still haunt me. I couldn’t sleep in my cell that night, nor any of the nights I spent in that cell for the next eight years. The thought of Edna consumed me, like a fire I kept stoking to reach furious heights.
Editor’s Choice: Anayah got amazed by the magical gift. All her wishes were about to fulfilled. Mr. Dodo was right. It was a magical diary. She referred to him in rush.
Editor’s Choice: That dream was Truth. He spoke with the dead. But can the dead speak? This question was twitching his heart. Is this why the saints call the world an illusion?
Story of the Month June’2016: Grandma Mary looked down at the floor, and felt tears rising to her eyes, but not from the pain. It was strange. She had come up here to do exact same, and yet now… it felt so very wrong;
Editor’s Choice: When Sneha woke up one night to find a cat in her bedroom, she never expected their conversation to have such deep repercussions on the future of the Earth.
Story of the Month May’2016: It was yesterday-moment of funny truth. The day of his strangulation ,a.k.a marriage. He sat down with a sigh on his side of the bed, head still pounding.
Editor’s Choice: Arthur grimaced. “Studies! I thought we left that behind us in college.” His face brightened. “Speaking of college, do you guys remember some of the pranks you played on me?”