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| Garima Mahajan | Editor |  While you and I run through the spaces between these lines,  Let’s stop for a while under the shade of t’s dash  And while we’re here, let’s push the ime and  Swing from the minute hand  Slow diving into the red desert of the day,  Let’s rest by theContinue

A NOTE FOR MY TEARS

| Chitrakshi Gora |  Dear Tears  I hope that you are at a position from where I am not visible to you. Please do not misunderstand me; I really like you however your friend, Pain who accompanies you everywhere isn’t in good terms with me anymore. It is been a long time that I haveContinue

THE HUES OF US

| Asra Malik |  the hues of us  blurry blues have gone rust  the to do list has been into dust  the covert and overt of us it lusts  breakways parts within us  yes it does what it must  that’s the hue of being us  until the next fad  let’s outlive us  blurry blues haveContinue

If I were a Painting

| Aditi Choudhary |  If I were a painting ,  Which glorious scene I would be depicting ?  Beating my brains out thinking about my inception,  My ingenious painter, taking pride in his or her creation  Whether a famed ,noted and heavenly  Or unsung and anonymous gentleman or lady ?  Or a rebel in parochialContinue

THE HUES OF US

| Shree Vardhani | So much of endurance we’ve weaved into us For the changing hues of us. Into the blue, the memory Of swaddled in a pink cloth And cradled in a white crib Ebbs away; ebbs away, into an area of grey. Was it the time when I was tickled pink? To haveContinue

फरेब

| करुणा शर्मा |  दुनिया के खुद के ही अलग रिवाज चलते हैं,  यहां भेड़िए भी पहन के अच्छे लिवास चलते हैं।  कर्महीन होकर भी उन्हें शर्म ना होती है,  भावहीन होते हैं वो उनकी अंतरात्मा सोती है।  ईमान अपना बेच कर दिखलाते है झूठी शान,  पर्दा हटेगा झूठ का एक दिन टूटेगा अभिमान।  अपनीContinue