top of page
Image by Ambitious Studio* | Rick Barrett

ALL INDIA

ASPIRING WRITER's

AWARD

Hride Moudgil

REGISTRATION ID

C0822

YOUR FINAL SCORE IS IN BETWEEN

9.21 - 9.75

IFHINDIA CONGRATULATE YOU FOR BEING IN THE TOP 10 FINALISTS.
YOUR FINAL SCORE WILL BE ANNOUNCED IN THE AWARD CEREMONY.

1. THE TITLE WINNER SCORE MUST BE MORE THAN 9.70 WHO WILL BE  WINNING 1,50,000/- CASH PRIZE & YOU MAY BE ONE OF THEM FOR SURE BECAUSE OUR FINAL WINNER IS IN BETWEEN THOSE TOP 10 FINALISTS INCLUDING YOU. 
2. SINCE YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE TOP 10 FINALIST YOU WILL BE GETTING EXCLUSIVE GIFT COUPON WORTH 5000/- EACH
(Note : You must participate either in ONLINE EVENT or OFFLINE EVENT without fail to get your AWARD BENEFITS)
3. ALL TOP 10 FINALIST INCLUDING YOU MUST PARTICIPATE IN THE MEGA EVENT EITHER OFFLINE OR ONLINE BECAUSE EVEN YOU MAY BE THE ONE WHO WIN THE TITLE FOR SURE.
4. INCASE YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO PARTICIPATE IN THE MEGA EVENT/ AWARD CEREMONY EITHER OFFLINE OR ONLINE then your journey in the contest will end here. HOWEVER YOU WILL STILL RECEIVE THE BEST 25 WRITERS BENEFITS but you will not get any benefits for being in the TOP 10 incase you quit from the contest hereafter.


click on the below link to know more information about the FINAL ROUND



 

Written By

Hride Moudgil

"Time of Introspection"

The time went like a blast of a bomb,
An explosion aimed for destruction.

An explosion that left behind the pain, the pain of loss.
The loss of a loved one.
The blast left wounds,
Wounds of detachment,
Detachment from the world.

Time was paused,
Frozen in ice.
Everything around went like a stone in a lake,
A stone that flows where the lake goes.

Time was mysterious.

Life was hopeless,
With no aim, no passion, and no gain.
Every moment of life felt like shattered glass,
Breaking anew every minute.
A glass that held several promises,
Yet they remained unchanged.
A glass that was pushed to fix,
A fix that couldn't be the same.

Several tries made, done.
Things never got the same.
Passing by, skipping many dust storms,
Molded into several shapes, shapes never wished for.

But the hope was there, a light of hope blown.

Scars were paining,
Paining like a plant with no water.
Memories whispered in like rain upon the brain.
Life was nurturing - like a seed in an unfertilized land.
The harder the growth was, the more care was demanded.
The less care I got, the higher potential I made.
Fight was mysterious, never knew where the storm coming from.
Survival was a choice left to me.

PLEASE CHECK YOUR PHOTO

Hride Moudgil

ABOVE SHARED PHOTOGRAPH WILL BE USED IN THE CERTIFICATE AND DONT WORRY IF THE ALLIGNMENT IS NOT CORRECT. IT WILL BE CORRECTED DURING CERTIFICATE DESIGN. 

​

ALSO THE NAME MENTIONED BELOW THE PHOTOGRAPH WILL BE WRITTEN ON CERTIFICATE. 

bottom of page