Nand Pippal
Bio
I love to write and bog. I am software tech savvy and a banker by profession
Stories (7/0)
The Dark pitch
Part 1: Rising Star In the heart of a dusty Indian town, where the echoes of dreams filled the air, young Vikram Singh wielded his bat with a talent beyond his years. The cricket ground, nestled between modest homes, was his sanctuary. Under the watchful eyes of his father, a groundskeeper, Vikram's talent bloomed like a rare, precious flower.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Gamers
Sacred Shadows
In the heart of Varanasi, where the Ganges flowed like a sacred artery, Kali stood amidst the smoke and chants, a disciple of the Aghori. Her skin bore the marks of ash, her eyes reflected the wisdom of ages, and her heart beat to the rhythm of life and death.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Fiction
Christian Pulisic scores to move AC Milan top of Serie A after intense finale sees Oliver Giroud take over in goal
The San Siro stadium was a cauldron of passion, its roaring crowd a symphony of hope and anticipation. The clash between AC Milan and their formidable rivals had reached its crescendo, with the Serie A title hanging in the balance.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Gamers
The Unwavering Resolve: Dr. Ambedkar's Fight for Human Dignity."
In the heart of a small village, nestled amidst the vast expanse of India, lived a young boy named Bhimrao. His eyes sparkled with curiosity, his heart pulsated with dreams that stretched far beyond the confines of his humble surroundings. Little did he know that destiny had chosen him for a monumental purpose.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Education
The fourth dimension
Amelia stood before the ancient Clockmaker's Tower, the old stones weathered by centuries of wind and rain. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the distant hum of cicadas. In her hand, she clutched the worn diary, its pages filled with faded ink and memories of a time long past.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Art
Whispers of the Last Tree
The city loomed, a concrete behemoth, its metallic heart pulsating with the rhythm of progress. Emma stood on the outskirts, her breath hitching at the sight. The last tree, a sentinel of life in a sea of steel, stood before her, leaves trembling in the acrid breeze.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Earth
Digital Echoes
The city buzzed with artificial life, a symphony of neon lights and digital hums. Among the sea of people, Sarah moved with purpose, her gaze focused on the ground, lost in her thoughts. Her steps carried her to a small, unassuming building nestled between towering skyscrapers. It was here, in her cluttered apartment, that Sarah poured her heart and soul into creating companions for the lonely souls of the world.
By Nand Pippal7 months ago in Lifehack