Meet Xavier, our resident hero. He's just a kid, living in a house that everyone in the neighborhood calls "The Haunted House". Xavier wants to be a regular, Muslim child, but a few things stand in his way: His family isn't Muslim, and they'll do anything to keep him from becoming one. Also, he feels he isn't welcome in the mosques, seminars, and other places of worship. The last thing? Nobody in his neighborhood actually knows he exists...

लघुकथाएँ

The winner of TweetYourStoryIndia component of #YourStoryIndia contest :) A poem that I felt compelled to write. In this poem I tried to show the emotions of a girl fetus who was killed in the womb. Questions that she asked to herself and to her mother. The reason behind this poem is to spread awareness that even though the fetus is in the womb, but still, it's a life. A breathing entity that has equal right to live, right to come in this world and experience it. A life we all should cherish and not kill. Hope people on wattpad will like this and appreciate the efforts by voting and leaving comments. please do I'm already nervous about this poem.

अजीब है सुनने वालों के लिए पर जीवन का सबसे बड़ा सच है कहने वालों के लिए । इसलिए कुछ डर कर कुछ सकुचा कर मैं ये कहती हूँ ; "हाँ मुझे डर लगता है!" ----------- My first Hindi short story. I hope you guys will like it.

All Sami had was space. Space was all that Radia desired. His dorm room was so empty and lifeless that he felt imprisoned in the endless silence. Her bedroom was full of her sister's mess, her ears full of her sister's constant chattering, and an overwhelming feeling of being cramped with no privacy. After much patience and long hardships, when both their wishes are finally somewhat granted, is it really as good as they expected?