“A good head and good heart are always a formidable combination. But when you add to that a literate tongue or pen, then you have
Author: Srividya Subramanian
Srividya Subramanian is a teacher of English Language and Literature in a reputed school in Chennai. She has been in the field of teaching for the past 14 years and has completed a certificate course in creative writing as well, which is her passion.
To ‘Bear’ the Bear
I am a little, snowy bear, Custard is my name. This is my master Who is old and lame. When I see a stranger, I
The Midnight Visitor
Ausable was not the person Fowler had imagined when they first met. As Fowler followed Ausable down the dark alley and later entered the dimly
Thy Omnipresence
Vessel of reverence,Excited to delight,Sans any barricade,Stands tall before Thy door, Exalted to the core,Love anointed on it. OfYour form, which like Full moonlight, it can see.Yet,
Success in Seluah
Shyamala rose to go to the podium amidst thunderous applause from the audience gathered at Raj Bhavan, New Delhi for the award ceremony, organized for
‘My’ Adopted Angel
Shelly carefully dressed up Ryan for the dinner that night. She had taken great pains in shopping for him last week after her mother confirmed
Hide and Seek
The wonderful traits of nature Doesn’t touch the ordinary eye A long veil of oblivion Obscures its beauty from sight. A colourless life progresses Distorted
A Strong-Minded Seagull
Shibori had made up her mind to leave. All this was getting too much for her. What is the use of staying in a place
When Breath Becomes Air
Your last journey, dear, on my shoulders now, Is unlike you, sad, quiet and peaceful Makes me really wonder why and how Time can be
My Beacon of Light
I do not wish to repeat ‘The Road not Taken’ by Robert Frost. But one part of the poem keeps coming to my mind every
It Speaks My Silence
‘Thank you, Dad,’, I spoke, looking at the diary with excitement and surprise. This was perhaps the best gift I had received for my birthday.
Guru’s Benevolence
The loud ringing of the alarm failed to wake up Dev. He had slept late the previous night after working on the final presentation of
Murder of Moonlight
She could hear the footsteps on the wooden staircase now. She put down the book softly. Who was it? Who dared to venture out on
Hail Mother Supreme!
Thakur Tej Bahadur- this name sent shivers down the spine of mostly all the residents of Kharegaon, a small village in Gujarat. Yes, he was
The Three Sheep
left alone by someone in the fair fields are the three sheep. Mother and her babies lonely, looking for company with desperate eyes. A price
The Silent Track
3rd September 2021 8 a.m.: New dawn awakened Rina and brought a smile to her lips just as it did to the tulips and roses
In Deep Water
She swam down the large lake heartily To a place I never knew, I wouldn’t go into those deep waters Though I knew my faith