You have written a book or a song, or maybe you write poems. How do you ensure that your work is not distributed without your knowledge...

We set up the bookstall and had a ball. Buoyed by the success of our bookstall at the Resident Welfare Diwali Fair in 2022, a group of...

"Hey, it is going to be okay." Brendon places his hand on my thigh, stilling the foot tapping. His warmth across the blue jean fabric...

"Jon, why the hell are we here? It's Valentine's day in two days, and I am yet to buy a gift for Emily." Jason calls from the kitchen,...

"He has been like this for a week." The muffled voice seems familiar. Is it my nephew, Harish, or my son-in-law Ramesh? The faces and...

So exasperating. Who needs a cactus when you have the bumbling botanist for a cousin? The lingering three dots confirm my suspicions....

A paperback or hardcover on display at a book store, library, or book booth is an aspiration for every author. However, if you have...

What LGBTQ+ representations have you grown up with? The earliest one I can recall was my brush with the trans community in Delhi during a...

Flames. Heat. The stench of burning flesh surrounds me; one name echoes. AMBA. Sweat trickles down my forehead; my heart pounds against...

I am the bespectacled nerd. Nondescript. Blink, and you miss—nothing to write about, ignored all the time. The only reason people turn...

"Why are you smiling?" "Hey, stop giggling." Ever heard people complain along these lines while you are immersed deep in your book....

Think of a sports romance book. What comes to your mind? Even if you haven't read one. (as yet) Sinfully hot, sweaty, grumpy, and...

The rain is relentless. I hear it thrumming on the metal roof and running down the broken pipe into the mud. I moisten my cracked lips...

We all surf the internet, from the first rays of the Sun to the darkness of midnight. Swipe left and right or type away with might. The...

Come here my child, let me wrap you, For you are unique, no matter how one sees you, Let their minds flounder living in their cocooned...

Expressions of spring in myriad blooms. Swaying in the gentle breeze under the Sun. The unsynchronised dance speaks of co-existence in...

Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six. This is the sixth time I have counted the steps confirming my calculations. The...

What to write? The big question as I sit staring at the blank white page with a pen in hand hoping to embellish it with words. If you...

I will … Like always my mind goes blank. My resolve to be firm in whatever I do gives way. I give up so easily. Yet I keep coming back to...