THE AKAMORI FAMLIY'S CURSE

What should it feels like to be born in such a family where everyone is lucky instead of YOU! Weird right ? But it is it ...in Kaguto's case being the youngest unfourtnaetly he became that weak duckli

This is something that actually happened to me

I was walking with my dad, aunt P. and uncle R. in town around I think so we could get and eat »Scheufellar« (idk if you spell it like that, but it was delicious) I was wearing something I usually don

Dear University Girl

Dear University Girl, Let’s talk. Because nobody really prepares you for this part of university. They warn you about carryovers. They warn you about bad friends. They warn you about missing classe

THE LAST SEVEN SECONDS

THE LAST SEVEN SECONDS Written by Kingson Das It was an ordinary day. Nothing special. Nothing important. Just another day I thought I had plenty of. Most people believe life is long. We plan for t

𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞? 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇.

Music can really change the perspective of whatever this is all about. So, make sure you don't have any music in the background, when reading this. But then again, everyone has a different perspective

Pregnant wife leave husband 😭

If a pregnant woman leaves her husband, what happens next depends on the country’s laws, personal situation, and reasons for leaving. But generally, these points apply: 1. She has the right to leave A

Title: The Watch

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 The lecture hall in the old humanities building smelled faintly of polished wood and chalk. Afternoon light slanted through tall windows, catching motes of dust above the rows of tiered

The Obsession With Damin

This post is for all the people sitting here like vultures, waiting for the “tea” about a particular person. Yes. This is about Damin. First of all, why the hell are you all so obsessed with him? Why

The Extra Message

I knew I was never the important one. Not because you said it. But because of small things. I was always the one starting the conversations. Always the one asking *“Did you reach home?”* Always the

When love needed no secret -2

After breakfast, the house slowly emptied. The boys grabbed their bags and left for school, their voices fading down the road like they always did. The gate closed, and the house returned to its usual

A Siren’s Touch Was All It Took…

I met a woman. It was no ordinary woman—rather an all-consuming force that grabbed me once and never let go. I could feel the scent of her long locks of brown hair every second she was near, the way

CLANDESTINE (Romantic Comedy)

In his teens, Cassian realized he was gay, and that he fell in love with a hot guy the same gender he was! Cassian spied on the other's online friend group, payed attention to that person's every move

A twist have changed ever🥰

The Rain That Changed Everything In the crowded city of Mumbai lived a quiet boy named Aarav. He worked at a small publishing office and spent most of his days reading stories written by others, secre

Cramp Relief

🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞 The hotel room door clicked shut behind us like a trap snapping closed. I dropped my bag on the carpet and stared at the single king bed dominating the center of the space. Floor-to-ceili

When love needed no secret

She often wondered when her life stopped feeling like her own. It didn’t happen all at once. There was no thunder, no dramatic breaking point. Just a slow, silent erosion—like waves wearing down a sho

Chiaroscuro

The air in Sakshi’s attic studio was thick with the scent of turpentine, linseed oil, and the approaching summer storm. Ayush stood by the tall Victorian window, his Leica hanging forgotten around hi

Chiaroscuro

The air in Sakshi’s attic studio was thick with the scent of turpentine, linseed oil, and the approaching summer storm. Ayush stood by the tall Victorian window, his Leica hanging forgotten around hi

Degrees of Love

Shreya spent her last year of college in the quiet tension of Classroom 4B. Her professor, Raj, was the same star athlete from three years ahead of her in high school—the boy she admired from afar but

The red corridor

The bus hadn't even reached the Similipal gates before the air inside turned sour. I sat in the back row, using my camera lens as a barrier between me and the forty-nine other Class 12 students who we

❤️

She loved him the way a quiet prayer loves the lips that never speak it, softly, secretly, faithfully. Every morning her heart woke carrying his name like a fragile piece of sunlight, and every night