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By Dr.Anubhuti Gupta When you are above 50, you do not realize how soon time flies and you have completed your half century and public is not clapping about it but keeping you remind about your age and I say to them that Age is just a number, if you do not mind it, it does not matter. Really, I believe in this. Why? There are several reasons…Let me explain...For me, as if I am again living my sweet 15. In 15, when you taste the sweetness of youth and you start caring about yo

By Aakarsh Sharma Abstract “The Meaning of ‘No Meaning’” is a meditation on life’s absurdity and our power to create meaning in its absence. It begins with a bold acceptance that life holds no inherent purpose and transforms that void into a call for creative defiance. Through vivid metaphors of fire, dance, and self-authorship, it argues that the lack of cosmic direction frees us to construct our own. Every act of love freely chosen, work done without applause, joy snatched

By Keya Pothen On July 15, 2022, I lost my father. While I was typing the year, I had to take a second because my memory failed me. I had to take a second when I realised that this year, 2024, it will be two years. It doesn't feel like that. It still feels like it happened just yesterday. Time will heal everything? Yeah, right? Time passes, and all I can think about are the moments in the day when you’re missing, when I can't call you. Where I can still hear your voice ringin

By Niyati Mehdiratta Ah, procrastination—the art of putting things off until the last possible second. It’s not just a habit; it’s a lifestyle. You see, I’ve perfected the fine art of procrastination over the years, and I’m here to share my deeply un productive journey with you. Why? Because misery loves company, and I’m sure there are at least a few of you out there who understand exactly where I’m coming from.The first step in my daily routine is to firmly believe that I de

By Zoe Parra I was trembling as I walked up to the microphone of the church, where the sorrowful people who had shared moments with my grandfather stared at me. It was one year since he passed away; one year since he told me that my quietness is too loud to be understood in this world. I heard the echo of my faltering voice bouncing between the walls, just like my thoughts bounced among my memories, my notes, and my need to breathe deeply to hold back my tears. My words were

By Lovely Joy Galez The power of flips, you’ll never know what’s going to happen the next day you wake up in the morning, today is a different story but a usual thing that is commonly happening.  The gut of saying goodbye, an ending for a new beginning, a farewell, the expected but unexpected to be the soonest. They say attachment is what makes us hard to leave , the emotions and the bond you shared with the happy memories and experience together is the one that is hard to le

By Dr.Sagarika Devburman I was born into a house alive with movement yet guarded in speech. My childhood mornings began with the clatter of steel utensils being scrubbed, the hiss of oil meeting a hot pan, and the faint sound of a conch shell blown at the altar before dawn. But beneath the surface of these rhythms lived another music: the music of silence. Conversations in my home were often elliptical. A question might be answered with a shrug. A disagreement might dissolve

By Navamika Ragesh I was in Delhi with my family  ,stuck at traffic . So bored was I from all the travelling that I  felt extremely lousy .Amidst a  street vendor was selling books at low price .I opened the glass window and my eyes caught on  the title “THE ART OF BEING ALONE “ -by RENUKA GAVRANI . “ Oh that book is in my booklist “ . I bought the book and immediately started to read . My mummy took notice of the title and asked me “Why you want to be alone? “ .I taught she

By Moksh Sharma I’ve guarded this shrine from heretical missionaries, carrying swords of history sharpened with grief gilded whetstones. I’ve preserved in this evening the crimson of my blood, the night in its shining armour shall succumb to no mercy. I’ve let out enough in taverns now disconsolate, pray my friends, the eyes might finally pour champagne.  You smashed that glass, my arm longs to be shattered, I let you go, I’ve tried my best to lose me. Those imprudent eyes li

By Wahengbam Niraj Singh The inevitability of human death is perceived as a tragedy, but it serves a fundamental role in the grand scheme of life. From a biological viewpoint, mortality is necessary for evolution.  Generational turnover helps genetic variation and natural selection operate by ensuring  species adaptability in changing environments. If individuals were unable to die, there will  be stagnation hindering genetic diversity and adaptation. Cells also have intrinsi

By Aakarsh Sharma The air can be a mirror and oracle at once similarly my words woven from breath , both reflect and declare . Reflection...

By Aisha Dhar "She lived between two homes —One gave her a name,The other gave her a heartbeat." Not every child grows in the house...

By Aisha Dhar In a world that claims to value equality, the reality of social class inequality and discrimination  remains one of the...

By Prafulla Kumar Majhi The time dates back to almost thirty years.The year was 1995.All on a sudden there was a rumour in our locality...

By Prafulla Kumar Majhi There has been much debate around the globe on the status and necessity of capital punishment or death penalty...

By Prafulla Kumar Majhi It has been long thirty-five years since the incident took place.But it is yet to be erased from my memory...

By Divya Behl Every morning, I wake up, brush my teeth, have my breakfast, and pack my school bag. I go to school, meet my friends,...

By Divya Behl Imagine a farmer in a small village tilling his land with confidence, a scientist in a modern lab building satellites, or a...

By Divya Behl "Why fit in when you were born to stand out?" — Dr. Seuss The idea of “fitting in” seems like the goal, doesn’t it? We’re...

By Dibyendu Maiti Politics, once an instrument of governance for the common good, has evolved into a vast, invasive force that influences...