The Cinema Edition. Cinema, one of the most recent art forms, has been in discussion, in regards of its relevance, for quite a while now. Being a pioneering medium of moving images, its popularity has spread across different cultures and generations, and its impact continues to be felt even today. Continue reading
Syllabus 101 includes a new set of recommendations which consists of literature, poetry and other articles. These works contain multitudes about the human condition and their essence glows with a need for more empathy in our ever-changing world. Wonder by R.J Palacio If They Should Come for Us By Fatimah Asghar (poetry) God of small … Continue reading
The sun sets early these days, and as someone who is completely powered by the sun and her light, I’ve fallen into an all too familiar pattern of occasional sadness. These songs aren’t connected to any particular memory but together create a feeling that I’ve felt these past few months. When Amanda Seyfriend sings, “…I’m … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ Dear Room, Today is probably the last time I meet you, before someone else who doesn’t know of your silences, tears you down. However heartbreaking it sounds but right now when I look at you, I feel you; you are living and I also know of your dying breaths. That day … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ it would be wrong to not call this a stream of consciousness because this is exactly what it was, and it was written in one day, when i felt everything. all at once. it was wonderful. i would consider this holding onto that feeling. By Tanvi Singh Tanvi Singh is a … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ An exploration of one of the simplest things that brings me ease – sunlight. An inventory of sacred moments I’ve found myself caught up in a sun ray. An attempt to reflect upon how I felt in each of these frozen instants. By Tanvi Sawant Tanvi is a nineteen year old … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ She dove in – a stream of Sunlight – through the open window. A dance with the curtains, a sweep across the room. Slowly, she lazed over my crumpled bed sheet, like a drowsy cat, ruffling the blue and yellow flowers on it. (The same flowers that a bee once thought … Continue reading
