Short Stories 1.0 + The Best Announcement!

Short Stories 1.0 + The Best Announcement!

Announcement Time! Before I start — A very Happy Diwali to everyone. A few months ago, Codex Publishing House was formed and to give a chance to new authors in getting published, they conducted a search for the best short stories to be included in the anthology — The Midget Allegories! It gives me immense pleasure to announce that 6 of my short stories have been selected in the anthology! YES, I still can't believe I'm going to get the tag of being a published author. *Heavy Breathing. (more…)...
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13 Reasons Why.

13 Reasons Why.

13 Reasons Why There was a time when she was ashamed. Ashamed to step out of the door. To be judged by those eyes. To be looked at, by those who owned the eyes. She didn't hate the dresses her mom chose for her, she hated wearing her own skin. She didn't hate being called a "slut" or a "whiny bitch", she hated her own name. Yet she survived. She survived the mess her life had become, she got back up everytime she was let down. She fought her own demons and untangled her tangled strings. But for how long? For how long would a heart crave for love? For how long would a heart crave for someone to see through the window amidst the walls, built by itself? How long....? Post Script: The story of Hannah Baker, live and in stereo, though a fiction, it's the darkest and the purest one I've ever read/seen. It may not be your usual TV series, but it's one that would make you re-think your world. It's one story that...
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Stolen Dreams

Stolen Dreams

The worst part about today's situation, is not that we don't dream. On the contrary, we have a million dreams! Dreams, so intense that on turning true they would shake the society's foundation. The rainbow of love would shine high, Unfazed by the people's judgement no soul would cry. The unicorns would be our daily ride. A ride that we would stride with our chest swollen with pride. Ink would flow all over our skin, We would flaunt them openly with our raised chin. 9-5 would no more be a standard life, Freedom would be our very first wife. But, oh, still they say we don't dream. Little do they know, it's them who have chosen our life's every stream. Little do they know, they've stolen our favorite cake's best cream. ©The Honest Fabler ©Image Source- Google Image...
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