Shashwati Roy : Writing

Brown Bear

Brown Bear

A Poem by Shashwati Roy


Red eyes, she smells like smoke, Tune in, she hums a prose. This is what paradise meant to her, Melancholy she says when she’s sober. ..
The Tears of a Terrible Cook

The Tears of a Terrible Cook

A Story by Shashwati Roy


In this pandemic situation and lockdown circumstances, many people are harboring their own passion or mostly cooking delicacies. Covid-19 made me rea..
Mrs. Shipuwah

Mrs. Shipuwah

A Poem by Shashwati Roy


Mrs. Shipuwah climbs down the hills everyday,age of sixty, begonia scars on her face.She dance down with her mountain goats,sits by her ideal placeand..
Growing Horns

Growing Horns

A Poem by Shashwati Roy


I look up in mirror I'm half devil, half angel in me, One side horn, other side halo over me. One wants to stay rebel, other one wants to stay out..
GRANNY'S BETEL BOX

GRANNY'S BETEL BOX

A Story by Shashwati Roy


Every household have those steel "paan ka dabba" which is only accessible to the shining wrinkled hands of grandmom or granddad. These paan ka dabba i..
They won't let it

They won't let it

A Poem by Shashwati Roy


quater life crisis
The power of vibes

The power of vibes

A Story by Shashwati Roy


People always have a thing about supernatural and occult. The lust of power is so high that it took a shape of a society of gods and religion. These s..