SERENITY

| Medha Navya Dwivedi | Editor-In-Chief | let the breeze caress your hair,the salty waters wrap your feet,the gritty sand stick to your toes,the warm sunshine hug your face.because they know you,they know your suffering,they know better than anyone has,know better than anyone ever will.every night you spent alone,every smile you had to force,every tearContinue

DAYS LIKE THIS

| Garima Mahajan | Editor | On days like this the warm ordinary kind where the hour hand chases the minute hand I don’t feed on pain or lossBut in the absence of the oppositeI become a parasite.I make do.On days like thisWhere my mind and body are nothing but atoms condensed into resumes for 20 wordContinue

Periphery of June

| Shubha Bhatt | Editor | Dear me,As I wander on the periphery of June, grappling with weaving anguish and agitation in rustic rays of hope, I finally feel like fleeing – something that you and I have fantasised about since preschool. However, my overwrought state of being seems disguised in disgust to update youContinue

The War Within

| Aditri Priya | Editor | Adulting doesn’t come with a manual, Instead, it comes with a playlist named anxiety A playlist that keeps her up all night It’s an intruder who trespasses through her soul. It pierces the unsaid words of her tongue.  It reads through her dun-exhausted eyes. And plays songs about tragediesContinue

मुझे याद है…!

| करुणा शर्मा | लेखिका | मुझे याद है पहली बार मै कैसे उसे अपनी गोद में सिमटा कर लाई थी,मेरी ही कोख से जन्मे एक बेटे की जब मां मै कहलाई थी।और जब पहली बार वो मुझे देख मुस्काया था,मेरी आंखो के तारे को देख दिल कैसे भर आया था।मुझे याद है जब मांContinue

a literary map to my favourite place

| Asra Malik | Editor | an interior monologue with myself, this is a first, spotting idealism thyself i wander off to a negative space yet wondering is it fiction or an actual place. going through the morgue files, to reanimate a base for my space takes a right from the flaky hills with flowingContinue

Within Brackets of Doubt (and Hope)

| Suhani Duhan | Editor | Arachnophobia, or the fear of spiders, is perhaps the most well-known and common fear in the world. The term derives meaning from the centuries-old story of Arachne, mother of all spiders, whose pride challenged the mighty Athena. One divine punishment later, and humanity quivers at the sight of theContinue

YOU AND ME

| Shefali Singh | Editor | I remember the first time we met.Snowy evening, foggy nights and you in despair.First love, they say, doesn’t last.But, ours will.I still remember those twists and turns.You waiting at our corner,While I never want to leave.You are a favorite to many.But,Not everyone knows that it’s the first right,And thenContinue