The corridor was still echoing with remnants of the day—half-dried splashes of colour, a few broken water balloons, the faintest hum of some...

The campus was quieter than usual that morning, the kind of quiet that only Holi mornings have—where the silence is just colour waiting to e...

It had been nearly a week. No café, no library, no accidental hallways. Tara had simply disappeared back into whatever corner of the world s...

Hi, I’m Sandhya. Sandhya Thakur. A small-city girl from a modern-enough family, the kind that lets you fly but still asks you to text when y...