Stories by Angad Chadha

Angad Chadha,

"Though college was a great experience, it was first and foremost a roadblock between my 20-year-old goal of going to medical school and me."

Angad Chadha,

"Every so often you pop into my dreams again and you always look as pretty and graceful as the last time I saw you."

Angad Chadha,

"we find ourselves lost so we map it like we're the first"

Angad Chadha,

"What are you doing tomorrow anyway?" "Don’t know yet. I’ll let you know as soon I decide."

Angad Chadha,

This lab is sparkling, don’t you let it go. Photo by Monica Kim/North by Northwestern A cute girl making a ...

Angad Chadha,

Did I say enough/to get it all,/clean glasses and/wine masses?

Angad Chadha,

And he opened a crack,/ looked out in the alley/ to see a young girl/ of years same as his/ and though more dirty,/ still very pretty.

Angad Chadha,

Body's back-seat driver, / emotional conniver.

Angad Chadha,

The dreams we dreamed / when we were young; / on the plains / so distant now.

Angad Chadha,

I know you ate the plums I was saving for my morning snack today.

Angad Chadha,

A split screen look at what could have been and what went down anyway when Angad goes to the gym.

Angad Chadha,

"What had begun with much promise:\ the one, Love,\ washed away in time . . ."

Angad Chadha,

"Better off for the wanderings of mind;/pretty girls are so distractive: entwined/in my thoughts like a lecherous being."

Angad Chadha,

The best dresses are worn to be removed / like flashy packaging on chocolate.

Angad Chadha,

A poet powerfully describes a sleepless night.

Angad Chadha,

I won’t tell you/that minutes pass/like hours last

Angad Chadha,

There was a world/ and that world was mine./ I was the supreme ruler/ and everything was just fine.

Angad Chadha,

Our writer reflects on having a home, but not a hometown.

Angad Chadha,

It lies in a bed surrounded / by empty words and titles.