Letting Go

The healing couldn’t have taken long, but the agony stretched it afar. Made its residues prominent, evident, like sickening tar.   The scars were a mere reminder that the memory is here to stay, The mind scoffed, all the traumatising flashbacks couldn’t have disappeared anyway.   How do you push back thoughts that become a …

You Told Me

The brightest of stars is not compatible to my physique The pilgrims and the wanderers, in me would find what they seek   But then you faltered, perhaps not knowing the monumentality of words You didn’t know I idolise them the way the disenchanted sky is for caged birds. I said I can neither fathom …

Editorial November

Pessimism plays the role of an antagonist in willpower’s story of the struggle to succeed. It acts as a stereotypical villain, and reeking of vice whilst wearing a malicious grin, makes its motives evident. All it wants is to bring you down and leaves no stone unturned to ensure that it gets its way. However, …

Editorial March

In today’s age and time, it is essential that credibility and longevity of relationships should be given utmost importance. Owning to the ever evolving technology, it is quite simple to find likeminded people and strike a chord with someone who couldn’t possibly live any further away from you. However, the real challenge lies in differentiating …

Editorial Jan-Feb

As we take hesitant steps towards the culmination of another academic year, it is hard not to take notice of the drastic shift in tempers. The laughs are supressed; the antics no longer boisterous and grave looks prominent even on the liveliest of faces. A plethora of unpleasant changes all owning to one factor- the …

Editorial April

One of the greatest paradoxes in human existence is the perception of change. One eagerly anticipates change with the wistful thinking of breaking the monotony, only to find one resisting the notion once it has occurred. Its anatomy is surreal. It creeps onto you when you least expect it. However, after a certain point the …

POETRY COLLECTION

YOU TOLD ME The brightest of stars is not compatible to my physique The pilgrims and the wanderers, in me would find what they seek But then you faltered, perhaps not knowing the monumentality of words You didn’t know I idolise them the way the disenchanted sky is for caged birds.   I said   …