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At that time become the night. I see the stars in the sky little, bright stars l...
The Mumbai monsoon was in full swing, painting the city in shades of grey. Insid...
Chapter 1 — To Me Who Isn’t MeHey, future me.I’m talking to you from a time you...
Split Personality A romantic, paranormal and psychological thriller Kotra Siva R...
The Meaning of Music "Music is the poetry of the air." – Jean Paul Music is...
Aruvi's povI entered Leroy's mansion after nearly 15 years... But mansio...
Laughter in Darkness A suspense, romantic and psychological thriller By Kotra Si...
In the garden, Anand Rao was reading a newspaper when Kousalya walked in, lookin...
The courtroom doors closed behind them.Aban walked beside Tooba, carrying the co...
A man stood upon a railroad bridge in northern Alabama, looking down into the swift water twenty feet below. The man's hands were behind his back, the wrists bound with a cord....
"What do you want to do brother ? Wanna play something ? " Max gives a high five to his brother sunny. " No. Not a game." Max halts his laugh on his brother'...
Comrade मतलब सहयोगी, वह दोस्त जो हमेशा बिना किसी वजह से हमारा साथ दे लड़े सबसे ! यह कहानी है समाज में जी रहे वह कॉमरेड जो एक राम है तो दूसरा रावण है ! इस कहानी से अगर किसी कि भ...
It was Thursday's morning. As the clock showed up 8:00, I had just enjoyed my cup of tea and was ready to go out. No sooner my mind realized what day it was, I decided to...
Ukant: Case 1 By JIRARA © JIRARA, October 2020 Published by JIRARA on matrubharti.com All rights reserved. No parts of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a ret...
Morning was heavy, hot and humid. Not too bad, but as hot as the first week of April in north India can be. Mehar was terribly tired and so was the whole family, which included her...
It was morning again. The loud trumpeting of the bus hurtling past his house broadcast the news and the noisy clanking of iron poles dropping one on another onto the back of a temp...
The Interview A short story by Anirudh Deshpande Associate Professor Department of History, Faculty of Social Sciences, Delhi University. I Clad in night clothes, unbathed, bearded...
A TALE OF TWO CITIES A STORY OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION By Charles Dickens Recalled to Life (1) The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisd...
I thank my elder sister Anjali Deshpande who read an earlier draft of this once ‘secret’ novelas an accomplished novelist and story teller. This novel owes a lot to her remarks. If...
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