Adhyayan · pause reflect and write
A notebook, a pen, and whoever shows up.
Every weekend, we gather at community spaces like museums, courtyards, rooftops, sometimes just a cafe corner.
A talk in ad-lib
An ad-lib is something created spontaneously, without a script or a plan. It's about letting go of the need to know what comes next and allowing imagination to take the lead. And what happens when a story is left in the hands of different minds? At Adhyayan, we're putting that to the test! We'll divide ourselves into two or three groups, with each group responsible for a different part of a story: the beginning, the climax, or the ending. The catch? Each group will write its part independently, without knowing how the others will shape the story. The result? A story stitched together by different imaginations, unexpected turns, and perhaps a little chaos.
This week's prompt
"What is Ad-Lib?"
Our meetup rhythm
What happens at a session
Whether it's your first time writing or you carry a notebook everywhere, there's a seat for you at our table.
Write
You can come with a pre-written piece, or write on the spot using prompts or conversations happening around.
Read it out loud
You can read your piece to an encouraging circle. If you have brought an object? You can tell the story behind it; we call these item stories.
Photograph and recap
We close each session with a group photo, a short recap, and an evening full of memories.
Community archive
Featured writings
दर्द-ए-ग़ज़ल
हम रात भर उनकी तारीफ करते रहे, उन्हें चौधवीं का चाँद कहते रहे, हम लफ़्ज़ों पे एहसास पिरोते रहे, कमज़र्फ़ उसे ग़ज़ल समझ कर सुनते रहे।...
Looking Isn’t Enough
Recently, I came to know about this house people call a “Humble Abode.” I didn't even know the meaning of Abode and I had to google. But somehow, that made ...
Question mark.
The sun rises. Coiled up in the womb With my fist shut tight, Until shut eyes open wide To see the bright blue bowl-ed sky. Slipped out of my very firs...
Cage of bones
The bones hold me together, They make me stand, Are slowly turning brittle, Cracking one at a time. They are worn, And slightly torn. They've lived a l...
The Circle of Life
The circle of life as they said The group of beings born at the same time The group of beings dying at the same time The revolving of life and death. T...
पिघलता लोहा
धातु की काया बनाई, फूँक दी उसमें जान। तुम ही हो मेरे रचेता, तुम ही मेरे भगवान। बल दिया, बुद्धि दी, बस नहीं दी पहचान। दिल दिया, धड़कन दी, बस नहीं दिए अर...
Meetup memories
Group pictures & spot highlights
A glimpse into our weekend circles and community smiles.