On Being A Writer
Almost unsurprisingly, she had returned from her self-imposed hiatus. They'd warned her about it, everyone around her. One had told her (and this warning...
Summer Is Life
?The summer night is like a perfection of thought.? We all see the temperatures soaring and the sun spending a longer amount of time...
The Christmas Miracle
T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a soul was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney...
The illusion of freedom
No one is ever completely free, in the true sense of the word. Call me a pessimist if you will, but it seems to...
It might have been
Look, down there. That thing you just saw, shattered into a million tiny little pieces, is my heart. That sound you just heard was...
Memories of a man
These are my memories of a man who was so much more than just my grandfather?
Someone who always had the time to talk, who...
The birth of Spring
?Somehow in the dead of winter when its 40 below, so cold your words just freeze in the air, you think you'll never hear...
Chandrapur: The Forgotten Capital
Dale Menezes is Currently studying in XII Arts, at Smt. Parvatibai Chowgule College, Gogol, Margao - Goa. He has Represented Goa at the National...
Let Gandhiji’s Dream come True…..
"Can you better the condition of your women? Then you will hope for your well-being. Otherwise you will remain as backward as you are...
Find A Way Out
This is a haphazard story of disaster, a generalization of sorts. The "man" could be you, me or anyone else. My "story" is not...
