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  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I feel an intense pressure to be the best version of myself. I feel like I’m going to be tested at every moment, not just at exams. I know that I can be good at what I do and I fear if that’s not good enough. I’m thrilled about college. I have no idea of what it’ll be like. I’ve heard s...
  • Opinion > Discrimination
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    We’re supposed to treat everyone the same. In a world where congeniality is given unnecessary importance, and people don’t really know about how they fit into the world, or the kinds of impressions they create on other people, we need to stop lying to the world at large. And the only way we can ...
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    At the ending, it is said that your life flashes past you. As my school days come to a close, I am overwhelmed by a lifetime of memories, the opposing forces of the ephemerality and eternity of fourteen years in deadlock. I look back at these years with sentiment and gratitude towards the school tha...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Strawberry ice cream, Auroras. She’s paper-cut, but far from hurt. She lives a masquerade party, in her head. So full of life, yet so far from reality. Vivacious and expressive. Lively and lovely. So caught up in herself. Spunky, spontaneous, a live wire. Only she knows how ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Beneath the living out; is meaning hidden in the future. For some, meticulously planned, suffusing an emptiness felt. This place, where dreams in this life take flight, is slave only to our mind’s desire. It eats away the darkness. A phoenix rising out of the ashes....
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    Her world, a dream: Only it was at every waking moment. Of cold crystal palaces None of which belonged to her. She finds, the safest world yet In choosing an ending. As colourless emotion stands, The masquerade falls. Transparent reflections strike As her rivers ...
  • Fiction > Thriller/Mystery
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    I could see the horizon on either side of me. The sky was stretched, almost suffocating, yet open, and tangiable. The sand was alive, as were the waves. The water was smooth, and the river-dance played with the sunlight. The clouds were insubstantial and the sun was white. The sand gave way beneath ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Strawberry ice cream, Auroras. She’s paper-cut, but far from hurt. She lives a masquerade party, in her head. So full of life, yet so far from reality. Vivacious and expressive. Lively and lovely. So caught up in herself. Spunky, spontaneous, a live wire. Only she knows how ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Today was one of the best days of my life. It made me happy beyond belief, and I’m not cheerful usually. I was excited before it even started. We entered the Kiran Mazumdar-Shaw Cancer Centre behind Narayana Hrudalaya. The conference room is one of the Hospital’s many, this one delegated to d...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    My parents always tell me to be thankful for what I have. Are deaf-mute children thankful for what they have? Thinking about it makes me wonder. Then I just know what it is that they live for. They’re thankful for being happy, even when it’s tinged with sadness. They believe that they’re lu...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Her messy hair poofed out, Like a blurry halo, (That actually might once have been) Which was tarnished like her fallen harp. Her wasted hands twitched unbearably, Remininscing the past and all her mistakes The memories just came flooding back, Waiting to make her fall again. She watched a v...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Each sweat-filled breath is a crutch The ball skids across the court I look up. And I remember Unfocused Suns. Making friendship bands in the rain. Flutes of champagne. Charcoal silhouettes and blood-red skies. Echoing heartbeats. Pinning our love to the sky And a thousand temples scream o...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Onslaught of awaiting danger, Conflict at its brink, Like a sea on on a stormy night, The boat willing itself not to sink. Engulfed by dread,fear and hopelessness, With unnerving certainity, Tries to hold itself together, About to give up for the calamity. On the edge of brea...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Little thoughts running freely With fingers on a keyboard. Sharing spaces virtually Making it to places in reality. Communication surpassing distance Bridging ideas in different minds Conversation and convenience So rudimentary that time forgot to give. A thousand status upda...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sand castles and sea shells, the ebb and flow of the sea. The curved shells of playful porpoises, like waves that break over rocks. Footprints of a million people, the empty tousled sheets of sand, That hide a locked ocean, in front of a stoic sun. A man walks along the coast...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Diwali is a festival of lights, sound and energy. Last night, while I was lighting diyas, or lamps in my grandparents’ home, I learnt something about indomitable spirit. Wind gives birth to fire, so to speak, the diya’s light is derived from the wind. Much like a child, an unlit lamp seeks li...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    There is something to be said about being the pregnant girl in your class. Nothing you say can undo the change in the feelings of those you could call your friends. Everything you do is wrong or taken wrongly. There’s never any room for you. Parents look down at you, because all they can say is th...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Today was the first day I met Darshini and Archana. Darshini is the naughtier of the two, the quieter one. Archana, the only other girl in the class, was an all star. The smart one, the class leader, the teacher’s pet. They’re both similar in many ways. They’re happy kindergarten children. Dar...

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