Curated Literary Collections
Modern Mumbai Stories
A anthology exploring the invisible lives nested inside Mumbai local trains, high-rises, and late-night cafes. Dedicated to those quietly living their dreams in the city of sweat and stars.
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9 to 6
a love story the city didn't planAnjali and Mrunal find each other in the morning rush of the 289 BEST bus, learning that Mumbai writes its warmest chapters outside the daily commute.
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Amour - On the Side
The city that hands you the perfect life, then quietly hollows it outSoham built the life every Mumbai family prays for — the title, the flights, the flat in the sky — and somewhere far from home, twice, he crossed a line. Shriya watched her husband become a stranger who shared her bed and nothing else; when she stopped staying silent, the fights turned cold, then physical. Yet every Sunday she still posts the photo — Family weekends. Grateful. — and the likes pour in. Because the cruelest thing the city teaches you is that a marriage can die completely and still get 214 likes, and no one living in it has to admit it's over.
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Late Night Local
unmailed city song lyricsVerse and chorus singing of standard blue-ticks, Churchgate corridors, and carrying our quiet weights together.
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Mumbai Monsoons & Overpass Sighs
a reflection on city skies and waitingAs the rainy season falls upon Marine Drive, strangers share wet tarmac memories under the weight of an Arab sea sky.
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A Little Bitch
Strong. Bounded. Unapologetically Her.Every woman needs a little bitch inside, not one with anger, but one with pride. She says "No" without regret, and never accepts less than respect.
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I Can't Tell Who You Are To Me
what you mean to me is beyond feelings...It's like the heart which beats, and like the sun with heats, or the ocean which waves, or the air that makes us breath.
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Jigar Ke Kareeb (Apna Sa)
kuch rishte... bas jeeye jaate hainZindagi ke safar mein milte hain kitne hi ajnabi... Par har mulaqat kahaani nahin banti, aur har chehra yaadon mein basa nahin karta.
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Right or Wrong Is a Perspective All Along
be thoughtful. be true to yourself.We scroll through the opinions and weigh every view, confusing what's popular with what is true.
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Wo Din Kuch Khaas Thi
ye mohabbat hai ya bas ek haseen khawab hai?Na shaam thi na raat thi, woh din kuch khaas thi. Jab dekhi maine pehli baar, ek pari bilkul chand si.
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Aisi Hain Apni Yaari
hum express nahi karte, phir bhi sab keh dete hain...Baatein dhoondni nahi padti, woh khud-ba-khud ho jaati hain. Aur jab saath hote hain, toh sadiyan lamhon mein kho jaati hain.
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You Are My Soul
you're not just my heart... you're my soulWhen I walk alone, your laughter finds my way, like little rays of sunshine dancing through my day.
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You're the World to Me
the love that I truly feel...Your happiness is where I belong, it turns my weakness into strength so strong. Your laughter is my sweetest song.
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The Dream — Eighty Stories High
Looking at Mumbai from the clouds.Vishal builds their dream eighty stories high in Lower Parel, only to reach the sky and find how lonely a place it is to stand.
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The Katta Gang
seventy years on one strip of concreteSome places never really belong to people. People belong to them for a little while. A railway platform. A college canteen. And in every old Mumbai colony — a Katta.
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The Simping
the heavy, invisible toll of one-sided loveIsha navigates the heavy journey from Lower Parel to BKC, matching her heartbeat to gray WhatsApp ticks and learning how the city charges for a love that never returns.
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The Situationship
the parallel lanes we choose to rideShriya and Daksh meet on the same wet tarmac evening after evening, riding side-by-side but looking at the world through different rearview mirrors.
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Yeh Hai Mumbai — Kashi's Story
the city that teaches you the cost of a dreamKashi arrives in Mumbai to conquer his future—read this story to see what happens to his dreams.
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Yeh Wali Zindagi
Two best friends, each one certain the other had the life she was missing.Nandini had the Bandra sea-view flat and Priya had the Girgaon chawl where fourteen people shared three rooms, but both were convinced the other was living the life she was robbed of. Then a truck on Mahim Causeway put them both in a coma, and for one year, they finally got to live it — Nandini in the chaos that held her without asking, Priya in the silence that became a cage. They woke up knowing the one truth nobody tells you: you never wanted their life, you wanted the missing piece of yourself you thought their life would fix.