Abandoned Wife
Navjot timidly stepped out to breathe and watched the moon from her little garden. It appeared surreal and ominous. She had never...
Held in March 2026 · 600 to 900 words · 20 entries
On Women's Day, she gifted herself the future she was told to postpone.
Prompt by Ranjit Narayanan
Navjot timidly stepped out to breathe and watched the moon from her little garden. It appeared surreal and ominous. She had never...
The opera house was thundering with loud cheer.and applause that seemed to be unending. But all of a sudden everything went silent....
She glided through the kitchen like a quiet habit. As she stirred the sambar, the steam sucked the color out of her...
The year was 1860. On a bright sunny morning in Pune, a young girl set out. The path she took every day...
As I travel back in time, I feel so exhausted. I had been chasing time, reaching nowhere. The day I completed my...
It was International Women’s Day, 8th March, and it had become a red-letter day in Divya’s life. After four decades of silence,...
Asha stopped briefly near the park as she waited to cross the road on a crisp Monday morning with birds chirping, vehicles...
On Women’s Day, Ananya did not buy herself flowers. She gave herself something else. She gave herself the future she once thought...
The mobile flashed. Sandhya glanced at the message. Sindhu was on the way over. Better wrap this up and get going. She...
It was 4.00 am. I rip the page off the calendar. The date circled in red stares back at me. March 8th...
Piyali hovered anxiously through the corridors. Her droopy eyes endeavoured to discern the hustle around. She could hear whispers, sense inquietude, and...
The wide stretched Thar was slowly rising from its sweet slumber. Last night it was annoyed enough by the excited chirpy crickets,...
Waking up at the crack of dawn, was never a task for her. It was by default, even now at 50! In...
It was Women’s Day. There was a nip in the air, but the day glowed with warmth. A brighter shade of blue...
"Yes, her school is closed today, ma," Amma said on the phone. "Amma! I can't find my purple color-pencil." Amba looked and...
The wind blows in through the open window. I sashay past the ivory chest of drawers, running one pointed finger along the...
Priya was sorting through Divya's old cupboard when she found the photograph. Her daughter at eight, dressed in a half-saree for a...
Archana was a naturally talented child, blessed with a beautiful voice and an instinctive ability to understand musical notes. Her mother, a...
On the terrace of the Indian Institute of Astrophysics, banners fluttered awkwardly beside the telescopes. HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY - CELEBRATING WOMEN IN...
Tanya fiddled with the hourglass filled with sand kept on her table. She absently watched the sand slipping to the bottom and...