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eFiction India

She sits alone in her self-created devastation. Once again life has lost its point for her and she is...

Vol.01 Issue.08

We get thirsty offering all of these free resources and tools for writers. Most of our time is spent...

When I was four years old, I would climb into bed next to my mom each night, listening intently...

A Review by Pankaj Ahuja

He always had three legs, none shorter than the other two. In the corner of the room he stood...

If you try to recall your earliest memory, what comes to mind? For me, it’s a recollection of sitting...