I Bleed Red

  I bleed red. Every month, I bleed red. When the days are around, When the cycle starts its count, I bleed red. It gives me a chance, To grow, to bloom, To nurture, to transform, To give birth, to reborn. Yes, I bleed red. It gives me the pain, It gives me the reason,…

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“Behold, It Is Born!”

This is the story of Madam Bhikaiji Rustom Cama. She was a noted Indian independence activist, to be mentioned she was a bright star of the galaxy that was destined to the woman freedom fighters of India. Coming from an affluent Parsi family, Bhikaiji Cama, (who is famous in India as ‘Madam Cama’), was drawn…

Dear Maa

    Dear Maa, Whenever I am surrounded by the darkness, I find light in you. Whenever I reach under the scorching sun, I find shelter in you. Whatever it takes me to define life, I find my words in you.  

Jannat

  It was too late for Javeda, she was rushing to the bus stand. One more day, she is going to be late in her office. She was carrying a handbag and an umbrella with her, as the sky was prepared to shower the rain in any moment. “If you come late tomorrow again, I’ll…