Cchinu Stories

Hand in hand, They walked down the sand, Watching their colorful rainbow. Their hearts got tangled, Down the paths they mingled, Dancing their colorful rainbow. Then came the lust, Then they lost the trust, Singing their colorful rainbow. Will the colors start to fade, Or will the rainbow show its shade, How will be their colorful rainbow? Will it even be their colorful rainbow

Mu and Mo, two tender leaves who had seen different sides of the world, were both down on the ground. Two strangers ready to get crumpled. Two strangers ready to embrace the end. This story is about them. Mu and Mo, the two strangers who didn't get crumpled.

Just like every other love story, theirs started with friendship too. Just like every other love story, theirs saw some beautiful moments too. Just like every other love story, theirs went through silence too. And just like every other love story, theirs ended in a breakup too. It's just like every other love story, yet, it is their story. A story of their love, A story of their breakup. Because, no love is complete without a breakup...

Let the curtains rise Let the show begin Let the rhythms rhyme Even the audience is so keen What are you waiting for Open the mystery box Full of smiles and tears It'll make you dance on the rocks Yes, it'll make you sing along and dance... *** The poetic journey which started in RHYME, RHYTHM AND POETRY continues on in the RHYMING RHYTHMS So dive in, read aloud, sing along, spread the smiles and lose yourself. This wizard welcomes you all again in the magical world of poems.

"Small little tales to keep you entertained."

Fini welcomes all you lovely humans to this exhibition of his drawings. Here, you'll get to see his sketches, drawings, paintings and many other things. And guess what, it's all for free! So, just enjoy your time out here.

Dear Readers, These are the letters pencilled in my diary. They are the words that tuned the white of my diary to grey. They are letters written to small little things around us. Yours, Chinmay

Leaving her friends behind, Leaving her own town, She left to join the circus, To become another clown. The circus called engineering, Which she was forced to join, Her most loving parents, Had left her no choice. Her heart wanted to write, To create those magical worlds, Her heart wanted to write, To express her thoughts in words. At the juncture of life, She had to choose a path, When one led to money, The other to her heart. Will she chase the money? Add it to her cart. Or will she chase her dream? The feather of her heart. A feather of her heart...

"Some more little stories to keep you entertained..."

While the universe is full of stars and galaxies, it's full of stories as well. Come, board the spaceship of my words as I take you to enjoy the tiny tales spread in this universe. Welcome, to the Tiny Tales From This Universe.

@chasing_uncertainty or J, as we call her, has always been my source of inspiration. She's that mine of ideas that'll never go empty. And so, here I present all those little tales that are either written in collaboration with her, or are inspired from some talks with her. Enjoy the tales made with J...

"No, it was not on first sight. But over our time together, I've got this feelings which I myself cannot define. Will you help me find the true meaning of these feelings?" *** Shruti spit out all her feelings for Aman in a mail. One day, two day...one week. She waited for a reply or any kind of sign from Aman, but there was nothing. She was about to give away all her hope, when there was finally a mail next week... From Rahul.

Sometimes, ten words are enough to tell the whole tale. But a story never ends without a twist. What's that? Because, every time you comment, It has to be ten words. You think you're ready for it? Then why wait outside? After all, "It's just ten words, how long would it take you?"

"It can happen over a coffee, It can happen over a fight, It can happen after decade, It can happen at first sight. You never know when it happens, You never know how it happens, Only thing you know, Is Love just happens" *** Witness the life of Aisha, Entwined with that of Manan, But without a nasty twist, Love could never happen. Witness the story of them, As they struggle with their pasts, Witness the story of them, With villains intricately cast. Enjoy the story of love, As it gets more tricky, Enjoy the story of love, As I tell it in poetry. ***

Let me tell you a story Of a couple I once knew To express their love for other Words needed were very few He proposed with a poem She replied in a letter Yes, their love crashed But it still got better These are some of the words She wrote to her other half These are some of the words He said to his other half After all they are the poems Written for their other halves...

The journey of a knight fled from the battlefield, his efforts to find solace in the new city and his love for the princess

Your favourite wizard is back again To play the game of rhyme It's time to pull the ribbons off When the Rhythms Rhyme Yes, When the Rhythms Rhyme! *** |Welcome back dear readers|

On a special day Some dreams are shattered Some hearts are broken When the egos are battered Then come the blissful nights Bringing around a surprise As a brush with the memories Make them pay a price But in the end, they are the greetings Sent to their other halves On that special day They are the Greetings From Your Other Halves

a moment in time when everything seems fine turn on your playlist and cherish it with a rhyme *** welcome to 'poetry shots' - a collection of bite-sized poems

A poetic tale of three hearts entwined together in a journey over the years.