The Last Leaflets- Fiction story

The Last Leaflets- Fiction story

Those crumpled leaflets went down swaying and fluttering amidst the whirling wind and heavy showers from the sky accompanied by thunderbolts. Who could have ever imagined the dreary sufferings of that innocent damsel of sixteen, ‘Samaira’ certainly a name without any identity except being a shitty product of procreation in a slum. A remorseful-cum-sympathetic anal ..

A letter from her to her mother

A letter from her to her mother

It’s true that I am crying, it’s not that I am not trying. I always got you wrong and it had gone too long. Mumma this world is so big, but hearts are too small. They will never let me in, they act as if I’ve committed a sin. This world is not real, they ..

Proclamation by Rahkihs – reader’s submission

I don’t mean to scare you but there are nights that I cry There are prisons built inside of me, where my emotions hide My arms can build a castle but you’ll have to choose to stay Whatever the destination, you’ll have to walk the way There would come days when we’ll long for you ..