Life- with regrets or without?

By Subhav Kapoor in response to Writing Prompt- Week 5 A tale of hope, a tale of sorrow, a tale of love. Welcome to the tale of life where love is hard to find, where money counts, but only for a certain period of time; where hate can emerge from friendships. As children, we would … Continue reading Life- with regrets or without?

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Mistake- “Growing up”

Even growing up as a sincere student, I skipped somewhere the chapter "How to live your life". So being at a point where I have nothing to loose, I can wonder more where the things went wrong. Was it when the whole society convinced me to accept the reality a/c to them instead of imagining … Continue reading Mistake- “Growing up”

More than just a typewriter

It has been a long day. No, scratch that. It had been a long week. The hustle bustle of everyday life had escalated to an extent where I could hardly close my eyes for a couple of moments. It's been only a week since I gave birth to twins and it has been the most … Continue reading More than just a typewriter

Analysis of Ted Hughes’ ‘Crow Tyrannosaurus’

You can read the whole poem here. Edward James (Ted) Huges was born in Mytholmrod, in the West Riding district of Yorkshire. His childhood was quiet and dominately rural. The landscape of the moors of the area informed his poetry throughout his life. He attended Pembroke college and majored in archaeology, anthropology and studied mythology. … Continue reading Analysis of Ted Hughes’ ‘Crow Tyrannosaurus’

An Appreciation Of ‘The Road Not Taken’

By RADHIKA GARG The poem 'Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as … Continue reading An Appreciation Of ‘The Road Not Taken’

Footprints in the Sand

BY ANITHA CHAKRAVARTHY The sea could not touch her little feet, as she hopped back every time making it impossible for it to touch her. Her smile broadened every time she disappointed the wave. She chuckled in happiness about the little victory of her’s. The sea tried harder and harder only to fail every single … Continue reading Footprints in the Sand