RECAP Kaya rushes to see her best friend Taraksh to show him the enigmatic birthday gift she got from her grandma. His eccentric elder brother, Rian, sent her to the riverbank, where Taraksh usually spent his time. However, an unwelcome guest brought Kaya face to face with an ugly secret about her closest friend. …AND Read more…
The morning sun was rising in the sky, sending into the small house a soft yellow light through its tinted windows. The curtains added an orange glow to the barely furnished room, bathing in soft hues of caramel the bed on which Kaya lay asleep. Her grandmother called her from the kitchen, asking her to Read more…
The path forks and twists and bends As it muddles you with clouded thoughts Sensing your trepidation and pang Should you dare take the leap of faith Or unsheathe your blade For some it is uncharted and unkind While others find it monotonous Lying politely ahead of you It stands there to be trampled Read more…
RECAP In spite of her grandfather’s repeated warnings, Jessie finds herself compelled to step into the doomed forest. Her desperate search for her puppy, Fluffy, leads her to a hut in the middle of nowhere. Reluctantly, she walks inside, only to find her whelp whimpering and bleeding. …AND NOW “What are you doing?” she exclaimed Read more…
The mountains reverberate in my body, Sending winds that sweep over the land, In voices hushed and roaring. Magnificent and opulent, They guard me against my own feelings. The rivers course through my veins, Bubbling and frothing waters, In soothing and cadenced waves Defeating the chaotic stress, Washing away the debris of hurt and Read more…
The small town of Springmoor was as quaint as the shores of the sea beside which it stood. The town had derived its name from the blues of the water, crystal-clear and pristine, which washed up tiny seashells that kids would gleefully collect. The small mountain in which the tiny houses were nestled comfortably, overlooked Read more…
Parched was the sky scattered with puffs cottony the blazing heat ball piercing the horizon with raw agony yet the farmer plowed the land and toiled and bruised, drenched in sweat heavens up above gambled and strings of silvery clouds won the bet. Unhurried and carefree, wandered the little child o’ what fun are Read more…
Being an introvert, I didn’t have many friends in school. I was a shy kid, always sitting aloof, while others nonchalantly played and frolicked. However, I eventually found my best friend in the library of the very school that had made my reserved nature all the more noticeable. That best friend, however, was not a Read more…
