She stepped into her small kitchen, which seemed otherworldly in the early winter hours. Sunlight pooled in through the window, its slant rays illuminating the dust particles that waltzed in the air. The refrigerator hummed in the quiet and the birds sang their hearts as the sun warmed their bodies. … Continue Reading
Colours of Love: Black
They say life goes on
People mourn, people forget
But that’s not for everyone, is it?
For some, it is too much to bear
Like her parents
Who lost their only child
All this time, she was their everything
But now, she’s gone, leaving them with nothing
Like her … Continue Reading
Spring, the meat between your McDonald’s burger, the conversation after a fight, the jam in jim-jams, the glances between painful sobs laced with the slightest giggles over the absurdity of it all, the season between winter and summer.
Spring follows cold, harsh winter. When you’re left alone, all you … Continue Reading
Colours of Love: Lilac
Every evening, I look at the sky
Wait for the colours to change
To what reminds me of the years gone by,
You, me, and the lavender haze.
The sky is pink
The breeze cool
Even on a cold winter night
Or scorching mid-summer June.
I’d hate for … Continue Reading
Innovation and You: Hult Prize MAHE 2022-23
Hult Prize MAHE is the university body for an international theme-based entrepreneurship pitching competition that selects a team among the vast pool of MAHE students to qualify them for the next round. In a Shark Tank-esque format, the final global winners receive a million-dollar seed fund, among many perks for … Continue Reading
Birds of a Feather Flock Together: Manipal Bird Day
The alarm rings even before the crack of dawn and tendrils of sleep still carry the threat of one dozing back again. While sleeping in after a long, hectic weekend sounds tempting, the lure of seeing little feathered creatures is unbelievably stronger.
The thirteenth Annual Manipal Bird Day saw … Continue Reading
Colours of Love: Red
I arrive in her cheeks,
his hands in those hair,
that kajra hanging like it’s always belonged there
the arms hugging from behind, the lips on that neck.
There’s snow outside yet warmth in that home felt infinite
Dancing, yet again, to that flop song
With that twinkle unexplained, those … Continue Reading
The Sun heralds another morning
Beaming all-knowingly with a sly grin
As the summer breeze wafts in
Bringing along a comforting scent
Of warm vanilla with a tinge of cocoa
And I smile as I recall her
An alluring figure, full of wonder
Her mere absence renders my heart asunder… Continue Reading
The Game is Afoot: Blood Spatter and Ballistics
“Come, Watson, come! The game is afoot”
The Adventure of the Abbey Grange
And indeed, it had. The first workshop conducted by Justitia in the new year began with a quick introduction of the club and its current members, taking pride in being the first and only … Continue Reading