Inhaling a long drag from his chillum Waiting for the smoke to clear up, Stood the lithe figure of Neelkanth. Dark majestic hair cascading down, His broad, muscular shoulders, Like the gentle flow of the Ganges. Battle scars gleaming in the moonlight, Off his tranquil back, he waited. A sudden roll of thunder rumbled overhead.... Continue Reading →
I know her, I watched her grow While she brought light in doom The rest of the world felt betrayed. I listened to the rhythm of her words I tasted the bitterness in her voice Standing there all alone, I witnessed her fall; An innocent child full of hope. A teen looking for answers, A... Continue Reading →
Dearest Sri Lanka, Hi, I’m a girl – just like your many daughters, I’m a student – just like your many children. I don’t stay within your beautiful boundaries, marked by the oceans that run past my vision. I don’t eat the food you relish after long days away from home. I don’t understand... Continue Reading →
Home to me is the smell of sambar wafting through the air on a Sunday morning. is the sound of the pressure cooker going off for the fifth time, the sound of my grandma shouting at me to turn it off. it's the sight of a bookshelf overflowing with books Home is lying in my... Continue Reading →
The filmmaking club of MIT known as ‘Behind The Scenes’ held a screening for their short film, White Noise, on the 6th of April. The entire room was filled with chatter as they waited in anticipation for the film to begin. It opened with the classic Casablanca quote :- Louis, I think this is the beginning... Continue Reading →
Your hand grips the steering wheel while the other rests upon my thigh I used to watch you out of the corner of my eye, sheepish when you caught me staring, like a child who had been caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. But now I do it blatantly, leaning my seat back all... Continue Reading →
Theatre as a form of expression has been ubiquitous to all languages and cultures around the world. It is highly revered among performing arts and thereby demands a superior set of skills, dedication, and devotion. Manipal Centre for Humanities has been a pioneer in producing and promoting this art form through its Theatre Club. Here's... Continue Reading →
The much-awaited third edition of Invictus, KMC’s largest intercollegiate fest, organised by the Student Council, kickstarted on 11th April with a multitude of sports events. April 12th marked the beginning of cultural and literary events. Read on for an account of the week-long extravaganza: Day One Painting The first creative event of Invictus 2019, Painting, was held... Continue Reading →
I remember the first time I met you, you knew me by face much before. You’d already got your eye set on me; and I, not even with a clue, knew about your god darned existence. I didn’t know you then, submerged within the disorderly crowds; I couldn’t tell the difference between you and... Continue Reading →
I had left the door ajar to let it come, A known yet obscure feeling stood, With its naturally vicious and cunning grin, Ready to put me to test yet again, With its vicious and crafty schemes. I question, like I always do, albeit curiously, For I did not expect its presence today. In... Continue Reading →
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