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 Kartik (Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/kartikseshan/)

Kartik is a short story writer, English teacher, and Private Publisher from Bangalore, South India... All stories published in this website are written by Kartik. 


                                              



Siva A S (He/Him): Programs Manager... (https://www.instagram.com/yours___shivu/)

None of the videos that you enjoy on our Youtube Page, or the printed stories that you enjoy on your chapbooks, why, not even the realisation of our beautiful logo would have been possible had it not been for Siva's indefatigable initiative.  Siva is an all-in-all... The very backbone of shortillas...  



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