Poetry by Jahnavi Gogoi: ‘Once more I shudder / at the call of a Bay Owl’

Personal Essay by Karan Madhok: ‘A man dressed in black robes stood by the bed, his stern face staring down at her. Death was a millimetre away, as effortless as peeling away an onion.’

Photo Essay by Pranava: ‘These modern fossils speak a different language from the Market, and are an out-of-place eye sore. They only remind us that the municipal corporation has failed to consider who is really served by this supposed beautification.’

Fiction: “‘Please check my future,” you say, as if I were a doctor, and your future a disease.’ By Suvrat Arora

Personal Essay by Sreelekha Chatterjee: The monkey’s mouth parted and tufts of brown hair bristled wildly on top of its head. Had it come to finish the job, I wondered?

Poetry by Bharti Bansal: ‘My house has always been a little too ambitious to become a home / People came and went, like whiffs of air’

Poem by Shirsh Sanstuti: ‘A plethora of emotions come spilling / from a package labelled ‘handle with care’

Fiction: ‘Some people tell me they were in love once. They had loved in the time when love brought disrepute; and separation even more.’ By Jyoti Singh

Poetry by Vasundhara Parashar: ‘I used to know my conscience, I used to see the world, / But now I read, Byron, Browning, and Burns, / Only to find myself lying on kitchen floors.’

Poetry by Dion D’Souza: ‘I’ll make up another song. / Another doozy screamhowl / or lullaby. Tease / out a plastic tune.’

Poetry by Shivangi Mishra: ‘Icarus’ airplane crashed squarely into forsaken humanity, a pit, / In future was shown history.’

‘The net hadn’t made her view of the sky any less clear, but she had felt imprisoned in its presence, even more so than she already did in the tedium of days she had accepted as her life.’ By Priyanka Sacheti