Pratilipi
Democratising storytelling-across languages, boundaries and formats
Democratising storytelling-across languages, boundaries and formats
Democratising storytelling-across languages, boundaries and formats
Democratising storytelling-across languages, boundaries and formats
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Every story deserves
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Pratilipi
Great stories move like water - They find their way, they change form and they reach everyone eventually. Literature, audio, comics, films. One story, every form, every language it deserves.
Great stories move like water - They find their way, they change form and they reach everyone eventually. Literature, audio, comics, films. One story, every form, every language it deserves.
Great stories move like water - They find their way, they change form and they reach everyone eventually. Literature, audio, comics, films. One story, every form, every language it deserves.
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Our verticals
Our verticals
Pratilipi Literature
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
Pratilipi Literature
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
Pratilipi Literature
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
Pratilipi Literature
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
IP Licensing
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
Pratilipi Literature
India's largest digital storytelling platform connecting readers and writers
Pratilipi FM
Audio storytelling platform bringing stories to listeners across India
Pratilipi Comics
Digital comics platform bringing stories to life through comic art
Westland Publications
A storied Indian publisher with over six decades of literary heritage
IP Publishing
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
IVM Podcasts
Pioneering Indian podcast network creating original audio and video content
Pratilipi Literature
India's largest digital storytelling platform connecting readers and writers
Pratilipi FM
Audio storytelling platform bringing stories to listeners across India
Pratilipi Comics
Digital comics platform bringing stories to life through comic art
Westland Publications
A storied Indian publisher with over six decades of literary heritage
IP Publishing
Where winning IP is identified, owned, and licensed — before they break out
IVM Podcasts
Pioneering Indian podcast network creating original audio and video content
“Great stories just like great talent can come from anywhere - We're moving from a world of scarcity to a world of abundance. In this world, great stories will shape entire cultures and generations. The value and impact of these stories will grow by orders of magnitude.
Pratilipi exists to find these stories first—and remove everything standing between them and the people they're meant for.”
“Great stories just like great talent can come from anywhere - We're moving from a world of scarcity to a world of abundance. In this world, great stories will shape entire cultures and generations. The value and impact of these stories will grow by orders of magnitude.
Pratilipi exists to find these stories first—and remove everything standing between them and the people they're meant for.”
Ranjeet Pratap Singh,
Founder & CEO
Ranjeet Pratap Singh,
Founder & CEO
Ranjeet Pratap Singh,
Founder & CEO
How stories travel?
How stories travel?
How stories travel?
A story gets published on Pratilipi Literature. It gets read. Shared. Loved. Quietly, it becomes a favourite.
The FM team picks it up. Adapts it into an audio series. It becomes an instant hit with listeners.
The comics team adapts it. Turns it into digital panels & physical copies. It becomes a bestseller all over again.
The story then becomes an animation. It crosses 40 million views. Same story, new life.
Now it's in production as a web series. From someone's draft to someone's screen.
One story. Different formats. Still travelling. This is what the ecosystem does.
One story. Different formats. Still travelling. This is what the ecosystem does.
A story gets published on Pratilipi Literature. It gets read. Shared. Loved. Quietly, it becomes a favourite.
The FM team picks it up. Adapts it into an audio series. It becomes an instant hit with listeners.
The comics team adapts it. Turns it into digital panels & physical copies. It becomes a bestseller all over again.
The story then becomes an animation. It crosses 40 million views. Same story, new life.
Now it's in production as a web series. From someone's draft to someone's screen.
Now it's in production as a web series. From someone's draft to someone's screen.
One story. Different formats. Still travelling. This is what the ecosystem does.
One story. Different formats. Still travelling. This is what the ecosystem does.
Our subscribers read longer than a Bollywood movie. Every day.
Our subscribed listeners listen longer than a cricket T20 match. Every single day.
Our readers spend more time with comics than most give to morning news.
Our catalogue holds India's most-loved books. And many more on the way.
Our authors have written more stories than most libraries will ever hold.
Our podcasts have been heard for more hours than most road trips across India.
India's love for stories runs deep on Pratilipi
Our subscribers read longer than a Bollywood movie. Every day.
Our subscribed listeners listen longer than a cricket T20 match. Every single day.
Our readers spend more time with comics than most give to morning news.
Our catalogue holds India's most-loved books. And many more on the way.
Our authors have written more stories than most libraries will ever hold.
Our podcasts have been heard for more hours than most road trips across India.
India's love for stories runs deep on Pratilipi
India's love for stories runs deep on Pratilipi
India's love for stories runs deep on Pratilipi
Our subscribers read longer than a Bollywood movie. Every day.
Our subscribers read longer than a Bollywood movie. Every day.
Our subscribed listeners listen longer than a cricket T20 match. Every Single Day.
Our subscribed listeners listen longer than a cricket T20 match. Every Single Day.
Our readers spend more time with comics than most give to morning news, daily.
Our readers spend more time with comics than most give to morning news, daily.
Our catalogue holds India's most-loved books. And many more on the way.
Our catalogue holds India's most-loved books. And many more on the way.
Our podcasts have been heard for more hours than most road trips across India.
Our podcasts have been heard for more hours than most road trips across India.
Our authors have written more stories than most libraries will ever hold.
Our authors have written more stories than most libraries will ever hold.
Stories behind the stories
Stories behind the stories
Stories behind the stories
Behind every story on Pratilipi is someone who took a chance.
Many for the first time. Most without knowing what would happen next.
Behind every story on Pratilipi is someone who took a chance. Many for the first time. Most without knowing what would happen next.
Behind every story on Pratilipi is someone who took a chance. Many for the first time. Most without knowing what would happen next.
Behind every story on Pratilipi is someone who took a chance.
Many for the first time. Most without knowing what would happen next.
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers.
Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nodhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers.
Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nodhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
My family didn't like me writing stories at home. Uploading them somewhere felt impossible.
But I did it anyway — during lunch breaks, on the bus, whenever no one was watching.
That first story had been in my head for years. Not many people read it at first. Then more came.
Then the Golden Badge. Then 30,000 readers.
I was once told I was good for nothing. Now my story is on the homepage under "Editor's Choice."
— Divya
In 2021, I wrote my first story on Pratilipi. Got 5 followers and a few views. But it felt right.
Then I won ₹1500 in a competition. That's when the real journey started.
Since then — a job at a news channel, my articles got published in several famous magazines and newspapers.
I also received awards and recognition from other organizations.
It all started with those 5 followers.
— Vaidehi
If this app didn't exist, I would never have known my hobby, my art.
Since childhood, I used to wonder — everyone sings so well, dances, draws. Some have such high IQs. What can I do? Do I not have any hobby?
God didn't give me any of these.
But when I found Pratilipi, I discovered my art.
I put my stories in front of readers. Thank you Pratilipi for giving me this stage.
— Nidhi
I'm an Ayurvedic doctor.
Writing on Pratilipi is not my profession — it's my energy.
My dear readers on Pratilipi are like energy boosters in my life. I believes that Pratilipi turns my words into financial benefit and helps me fulfill small dreams in life.
My readers keep me going.
Recently, I bought a laptop from what I earned here.
Small dreams, funded by words.
— Shubha
I’m a salesperson. Targets. Incentives. Monthly pressure.
I don’t look like a writer.
I started writing on Pratilipi on my phone between client visits. At first it was just time-pass. Then I started earning, and then slowly the earnings cleared my debt.
Now, some months, my stories make more than my salary.
On sales calls, apart from my usual products, I now also carry a notebook with me.
— Hakeem
Nobody knew I was writing.
Not my husband. Not my family.
I would finish my chores, wait for everyone to sleep, and write quietly on my phone. I didn't tell anyone for months.
Then the earnings started coming. I paid my Masters fees in Psychology. Myself.
When I finally told them, I didn't argue. I just showed them the degree.
— Vidha
I read the message three times.
I thought it was a mistake.
A humorous story I wrote in Marathi, just for fun , had been selected for Class 7 textbooks -CBSE & ICSE.
Somewhere in India, a child will underline a sentence that came out of my writing.
I still can’t believe it.
— Sanjay
My husband works as a carpenter.
Three years ago, I didn’t have even a few rupees that were truly mine. I used to think twice before buying something small for myself.
Last year, we built our house. I contributed a major part of the savings. I signed the cheque myself.
Today, I earn more from writing than I ever imagined.
Every rupee came from my stories on Pratilipi.
— Keerthana
In 2023, I lost my mother.
For months, I couldn’t focus on anything. My doctor told me I needed something to hold my mind steady, something that wouldn’t let me sink deeper into grief.
That’s when I started reading on Pratilipi. Then I began writing. At first, it was just to fill the silence in my room.
Within three months, I felt lighter. I had readers. I had routine. I had something to wake up for.
— Padmana
Last year I lost my husband. Around the same time, my son fell seriously ill.Life suddenly became very heavy.
I started writing on Pratilipi during this time. At first it was just to keep my mind occupied.
I never expected that my stories would start earning. Last month, the income from my writing helped me cover part of my son’s medical expenses.
Sometimes I feel that writing on Pratilipi didn’t just give me readers. It gave me strength
— Preeti
I didn't start writing to become a writer.
I started because I was drowning.
Postpartum depression. A new baby.
No words for what I was feeling.
So I wrote. Women started responding. Sharing their own stories.
I found my way back — one reader at a time.
— Pradiksha
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