Raw emotions carefully crafted into a work of art.

A modern adventure created with an antique pen. I can't tell you what the destination will be, or how you'll feel throughout the journey, but I can promise one thing: each word will be crafted to the best of my ability. Welcome to "Modern Antique"

"I feel like the punchline to some inside joke between God and the Devil. I'm not laughing." Fifteen-year-old Manny doesn't seem to have the brightest future. His parents are losers, his oldest friend is dating the guy that picks on him, and he's an outcast at school. All of that changes when Manny and his friends discover Alice, the young woman that lives in an abandoned building down the street. Alice promises to give the group the things they want most in life. At first, she delivers, but soon Manny and his friends will discover that some gifts come at a price too great to be repaid. WIP

My name is Stalin, Yes, I know a weird name for parents to call their firstborn. So horse poo or dog poo? Either is a pain in the ass. I was strolling around the neighbourhood, yes I did stand in some dog poop. I had no shoes on. Well, I am a street man and cannot afford them. Later, to avoid the heat. I hitched a ride on a truck. The driver had no idea I was there. After a short while, I jumped from the back of the trailer and guess what. As my feet felt the ground, I landed in a mass of horse poop. I was a little upset. I was only wearing my customary skirt and nothing else. Did he say a skirt? Then to make matters worse, three scrawny mutts arrived and ate the poop. I squatted down between a Vets and a cafe, quietly trying to make sense of it all. Outside the cafe sat two Campesinos who could smell the richness of the horse droppings. The tall one, "Horseman" said to his companion "Do you know, no one should step in horse poop. Let alone dog poop. why? Cos there will be more of it." The shorter and fatter "Dogman" due to the three dogs at his feet, replied "I know what you mean. I always avoid both dog & horse poop." I silently wish I had done the same. Our canine friends do like to spread it around and reduce the problem. Whereas a horse considers no one. That probably goes for the riders too. When was the last occasion you witnessed a horse rider dismount with a shovel and a black bag heading in the direction of the horse's rear? Both men were now in hysterics. Dogman was legendary for being cut short on the ridge is seen with his shorts down behind a bush. With this, the conversation moved to a more mundane topic called Brexit. I had no idea and no interest in what they were referring to so quietly got up and walked away. I need to find somewhere to wash. I need to poop. At last, I now know why horse's poop is acceptable and a dog's poop is not. .

Aditi is just like you and me. Living in Mumbai with her best friend, life is where she wants it to be. Stable. The next three weeks, a charming blind date and the roommate's older brother are just about to shake that up. Cover Art: Someone who I need to have tea with pronto Ranking: #201 in Romance (Last I checked :D )

She chose her apartment because she liked the attached balcony and the peace and quiet it afforded her. That is soon about to change thanks to a new neighbour. Author's Note: This story is dedicated to my person, my Yang, my Lorelai. I write today because you asked why not. Cover Picture Courtesy: To the ever lovely @AasthaKatrela!

well... i took the cover photograph

i love the challenge of form poetry, especially the invented poetry types. it excites me to see what my words do to a form and vice versa. i love my personal stamp on it, because there it is, no matter what, one's very own distinct voice. i have wanted these in a separate collection for a long time and here it is.

These are mostly autobiographical articles. The theme of this collection will be mostly dark & kinda depressing. If that isn't your cup of tea, please don't read it. Also, if you're younger than 15, I would suggest you refrain from reading this. But the choice ultimately lies on you! Also, not all of the media used belong to me. They belong to their respective owners.