Category: Reflections

  • Dear Freshie

    Dear Freshie,  A year ago, I first entered IIT Madras. Everything about it was daunting. The incredibly smart people, the extroverted kids who were quick to bond, the fear of messing up my academics, (not to mention the huge campus) which quickly spiralled out of control until I felt like a molten ball of anxiety…

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    4–5 minutes
  • A Day in the Life | Meghna M

    I can see the sky. Of course, when you’re lying on the ground on your back, you’ll hardly see the Vindhya mess. Oh wait, I can see it if I tilt my head to the side. Well, that I can see the sky is my point. It’s almost 8, I can tell. I see girls…

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    3–4 minutes
  • Reminiscence | Divyanjana Prashansa

    It’s only four in the morning and already you are wide awake. As always, the first thing you must do today is take him for a walk. You stare up at the ceiling for a while, groggy eyed but alert. It has been raining since last night. You can hear the pitter patter of raindrops…

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    4–5 minutes
  • NRI | Swaminathan S

    After tossing the cup of coffee to the side, he walked down mechanically, navigating the broken expanse of a poorly laid pavement. The erosion was unsightly and inconvenient, but was nothing he hadn’t been expecting. He eventually reached a piece of road which someone had painted some white stripes on, because someone had told someone…

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    5–8 minutes
  • Turn Around

    Pushing the heavy suitcase out the train and down to the platform, you stand on the steps of the train, looking at the almost empty station. The morning  air is crisp and you look down as you place a foot forward to get down.   Your foot is dangling mid air and you imagine for…

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    5–7 minutes
  • She | Rani Unnamalai

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    Life as she remembered. She boarded her flight with her daughter. She sat next to the window, which added to her excitement of flying. She believed that just for a few hours she would possess powers that resembled the vultures’ skills at flying. She vaguely remembered observing them from her kitchen windows earlier in the…

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    4–6 minutes
  • Lone Fox Dancing

    As I walked home last night I saw a lone fox dancing In the cold moonlight. I stood and watched. Then Took the low road, knowing The night was his by right. Sometimes, when words ring true, I’m like a lone fox dancing In the morning dew. My favorite poem by Ruskin Bond has now…

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    3–5 minutes
  • Love at first sight (and in retrospect) (An essay by Keerthi Purushothaman)

    Chosen as Editor’s Pick of the Day (Essay) on WordPress Discover – 13 June 2017. “For those who pass it without entering, the city is one thing; it is another for those who are trapped by it and never leave. There is the city where you arrive for the first time; and another city which you…

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    5–7 minutes
  • Stripes (by Charcoal Masks)

    Her lashes swept furiously against the plastic that magnified her vision. Magnified only slightly. But magnified, nevertheless. The lashes were tinged with salty water. Some water had traced itself quietly down her cheeks and into the sides of her mouth. An eager tongue popped out of mouth to receive the salty droplets. Salty. The rest…

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    2–3 minutes
  • EYES – A Short Story

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    I reached the Delhi airport at around 5 p.m. I could see people swarming around here and there. I reached the counter and got my boarding pass. My cell phone rang. On the other end was my wife, Viji. “Hello, Viji.” I said. “Yeah, hello…everything okay there? When will you be back? Over here, both…

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    5–7 minutes