The Redemption of Roger (By Arjun Shetty)

Roger had no skills, talents or truly admirable qualities. Roger had only one weakness. An unwavering hope that he would one day win the lottery. When Roger turned 21, Roger’s widowed and poor mother decided that she could no longer afford her son’s addiction to the lottery and lack of worthwhile ambitions. Roger’s mother decided…

Puff Piece (By Yedu)

There were baby rats peeking out of the homeless man’s rucksack. It was a wet January morning. The sun was barely up. Dew was barely forming. Clouds were barely visible. And yet, through all this obscurity in form, the very first thing to grace my vision in H fucking D were the wiggling pink colored…

Dinner Time (By Ankit)

Rohit was setting up the plates when Mahesh walked in. “Ah, finally you are here. No, no, don’t you dare sit. Care to help me out a bit?” Rohit said. “Ah, darn it,” Mahesh complained as he paused in the mid of crashing on the black leather sofa, and looked stupidly at him. “You know…

Ranjan’s session on Combat and Basics of Writing

For his session this Saturday, this geeky loon Ranjan actually turned up with a cane in his arms for the topic of Combat!  He brandished it around (all in good humor, of course), demanding blood and fist fights and and finally ‘please do not wuss out on me, guys’. Even his material (which you can…

Samurai vs Knight (by Ankit Jha)

What does one do when there is a crisis, no matter its intensity? Most people protect themselves. For Raul, the unpaid bills of the fleeing customers were a larger concern that the two tumbling bodies in the center of his inn. ‘Martha dear,’ he shouted, ‘Can you block the door and not let them leave…

Where is Ellen – Kartik Patiar

I opened my eyes with a startle and looked around the hut. It was immersed in an eerie darkness and that lone window on the east end of this dwelling brought in no moonlight – Of course it couldn’t, tonight was a no moon night. Tonight, was THE night. There were numerous times in the…

Amel’s session on Showing AND Telling

I admit I have a problem.  I talk excessively during my sessions.  And honestly, I was impressed that six people actually turned up at two as I requested.  Write club is actually getting some serious writers, I say.  But counting all the spirited discussions, we still started writing only at three. Here is the session…

The hot cup of Cappuccino! (Karthik Patiar)

It was the first day of college, I still remember meeting Shipra’s eyes and getting awed by their generous sparkle. The mahogany brown depths captured my imagination throughout the economics class on that very first day. I hadn’t even spoken to her on that day. You know every boy in class already had, and for…

Archana’s session on Romantic Loss and Love

Archana’s session on Romantic Love and Loss, encouraged trips into our own pasts that a lot of us would otherwise prefer not to take. I remember sitting in my spot under the tree, crying at least thrice just writing my piece. Well, Archana encouraged us to look at our own pain, to let go in…

Dissonance (By Yedu)

The Cliff side was a rather loud place that evening. The sun was silently reaching infirmity and screaming to the world at large in bright red. Ravi watched his wife speak. Words flowing out of her, his eyes following the intricate patterns her tongue made as it lashed about from inside her mouth. He thought…

Yedu’s session on Kafkesque

Yedu’s session on Kafkaesque, which happened three write clubs ago,  is something that is still being talked about. Yedu is a promising new entry to write club, with a cynical wit that is sharp and a nihilistic style that is painfully observant of human existence.  He’s not yet keyed in on the copy-paste culture,  and…

On Imaginary Friends/Foe

The aim of today’s session is to write a story in which the protagonist creates an imaginary friend/foe.  The imaginary friend might be a manifestation of subconscious. Such a friend may help out the main character in making decisions. They may have different characteristics that may complement the protagonist’s thoughts. One could create such character…