Ceremonial hugs were exchanged between the mother and her. Her mother’s eyes welled up, like any mother’s eyes do on parting with their child. It was time to exchange the ceremonial half-embrace with her father. Continue reading The Unfamiliar Touch -by Gunjan Narang
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I hurried through one corridor after another. Looking for a stairway. “It would be fun to be lost, as other people were ” I thought! I knew of course, that I could not be, even for a moment. But I … Continue reading A Dream
If the core purpose of writing was mere record keeping and knowledge sharing, then heart and souls wouldn’t be poured into the words the way it has been in the past… Continue reading Why do you write when nobody is reading?
Rahul woke up first, with his bruised and dented thoughts. Unsure of what was being pursued? The thoughts, the idea, the likeliness or the augmentation. It was a conundrum, this love. He sat and watched the freckled face, still soundly … Continue reading The Girl In The Black
It was a bright day in April, the clocks were striking noon. The dark figure swiftly made his way through the narrow alley in an effort to escape the summer wind. Slipping through the wooden doors of an old dilapidated … Continue reading The Man In A Portrait