Women
Women Archives is a thematic category. Hence, is a collection of stories and poems that surrounds lives of women. The collection has variety from long-running pieces to quick reads.
What will you find here?
You will find both fictional stories and expressional poems. A girl herself, therefore, the writer often adds confessional poems to this section.
What is its purpose?
It has only one purpose and most noteworthy, which is to connect with the reader and convey the right message. The pieces in this category do not have any well-defined endings and are open to interpretations.
Writer’s Note – The category is open to all rather than limiting itself to any single gender. It is for all who are interested.
I Love a Woman
06/07/2018
I know a woman She lives across the street. She has slender waist and bony hip Long legs but little feet. Her lips are soft like cotton Her skin, docile,
Unwinding Waves of Crimson Mist – Chapter 7
19/06/2018
Every single word he spoke, nipped. The way he talked, so carelessly, disgusted her. The way he avoided looking at her, hinting at how little he cared, pricked.
Unwinding Waves of Crimson Mist – Chapter 4
08/05/2018
The sun had finally set and half an hour had passed after Savitri’s performance was over. But, Raja sa had yet not stopped thinking about her. “Beautiful. Elegant. Pretty.” he
Unwinding Waves of Crimson Mist -Chapter 3
22/04/2018
The sun had set and it was time for Savitri to entertain the men seated in the hall. “It’s a private hall that is only meant for Raja sa and
Unwinding Waves of Crimson Mist – Chapter 2
04/04/2018
The haveli was surreal for her. The ponds inside, their beautiful flower and candle decoration left her awestruck. Tall walls were carved in beautiful designs. There were statues of peacocks and numerous paintings. Even her kanchli was decorated with small frames of artwork. While walking through the place, she came across a marbled section, different from the rest of the mansion. There were no men, only women playing, talking, busy with their daily chorus. “Stop there. You are not supposed to go in.” said a woman who was dressed entirely in white.
Unwinding Waves of Crimson Mist
25/03/2018
“Savitri”, called out a loud but tender voice from downstairs. It was a beautiful morning in the month of August. The sky was cloudy and it was drizzling when
Unapologetically Bold for a Girl
26/11/2017
Unapologetically Bold for a Girl I don’t know what is it About breaking the rules And questing the foundation Of every conventional notion That evokes satisfaction when finally, I rebuke