April 2022 - Page 2 of 3 - Urmi Chakravorty

Short Story

The Solo Voice of Courage

The burnt gold swan sitting on the mantelpiece, gleamed in the bright sun rays streaming inside the spacious living room and proudly displayed the name,…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Poetry

Chasing the Rainbow

We shared a look, a whisper, and sparks flew! Stolen glances in the college canteen, Secret rendezvous over a hot brew, Fired our virgin hearts…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Poetry

Philia Forever

As the Sun descends in leaden steps, making way for the argent orb at dusk, “Pray tarry, do not evanesce yet,” entreats the Moon, “Why…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Poetry

Paradise Lost

Old albums, sepia photographs, I see When the world looked young and the joys were fresh Locked within these lonely confines, how do I flee?…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Poetry

Silent Noise

The vast onyx sky, an ominous pit My soul – bleak and cheerless. I know I’ve failed but I hate to admit Searing screams, I…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Flash Fiction

Of Pearly Pinks and Glorious Gold

Paritosh rested against the grille of his balcony, holding his prized DSLR camera - a gift from Ronit - as the captivating Garhwal Himalayas loomed…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Flash Fiction

Sister Act

Kaaya, the svelte, lissome 30-year old acclaimed writer, blessed with a peach-and-pink complexion and Rapunzel tresses, is the toast of Delhi’s literati. And my elder…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022

Flash Fiction

The Last Tango

The late afternoon sun gleamed on the Californian highlands, lighting up the horizon in rainbow flames. 13-year-old Ryan came out into their almond orchard, book…

Urmi ChakravortyApril 8, 2022