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title: not my usual valentine

getting to know Keshav…

Chapter 7 The dinner was a silent affair after which Keshav led the way to...

book review: experience life as a YOGI

author: Atul Anand the book is a non -fiction and chronicles the author's journey from...

Poetry

Poetry is when an emotion has found it's thought and the thought has found...

Hello, I am Priya Nayak-Gole.

This website is built with the sole aim of bringing together all my work under one roof. It contains full-length 'novels', Short stories, including Minitales and poetries.

I love to read and review books as well so do check out the Book review section. Last but not the least, most of my work often includes disability and mental health awareness. Check out the segment 'Clinicologues'

The stories are all a figment of my imagination and an attempt to weave words and build up the fiction villa. I hope you all like it. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Love
Priya

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Bootsie Bootsie In The Wall…

(The following Short story was submitted for a prompt On Artoons Writers room. The...

Good Girls Stay Still…

This short fiction was an entry for the contest (Inntales5) by Artoons Writing room. Prompt:...

Devi Doesn’t Write in English…

  My entry for the prompt in Artoons Writers room: you see something you were...

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It finally ends…

Chapter 4 I rushed to the emergency unit of the Global Springs Hospital fortunately close...

Book Review: The Last Witness

Author: G V Subba Rao This is an edge-of-the-seat thriller that moves at a fast...

intruder…

Chapter 22 Kajal was studying for her upcoming paper. She hadn’t turned the page in...

Book review: Drizzle on the Mountain

Author: Radhika Srinath A simple love story set in the picturesque back drop of Darjeeling....

the union…yet again…

Chapter 14 Anshuman sat on the nearest chair with a thud. His head was reeling...

Smile…

Prabha always smiled. Her simper being the talk of her little village caught in...

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