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I last night reading Antigone and Oedipus, The Greek Tragedy, the Epic, the Romantic, his adventures at Colonus, I spent last night awake, listening to Vivaldi, Soaking in lives lived long ago, in that little melody. You know, when you’re joining college, there’s always that one admissions person, who promises Continue Reading

When I look at you, the words fall out of my mouth like waterfalls, It’s like I don’t even have to try, Like the joy you get walking past puppy-petting stalls, How I could just grab you and gaze into your eyes. Wherever I go or whosoever I talk to, Continue Reading

April 18, 2017   Kashif Saeed shares his opinions on work-life balance, where big data is heading, and what JSOM students can do to stay ahead of the game.Kashif Saeed shares his opinions on work-life balance, where big data is heading, and what JSOM students can do to stay ahead of Continue Reading

A tough year! A tough year, indeed! All was good, and all was bad, and what I was left with in the end was a feeling of exhaustion, more than anything else, which might have been dominated by despair, but had traces of skipped heartbeats, shy smiles and even extreme Continue Reading

For once, I’ve been taken out And opened on a desk – I’m excited, this kind of attention Is reserved for a test, And suddenly it seems as if I’m covered in writing, The anxiety is evident – The pen’s nib is biting; These aren’t doodles either, These are words Continue Reading

This is the tenth poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak. Long before my white had faded, A simpler time when I was not yet jaded, When my Continue Reading

The thing about life is that a lot of time, it isn’t easy at all. We just have to try to make the best of it. But when the going gets tough we feel this ache, an ache for home. The ache for home lives in all of us, the Continue Reading

This is the ninth poem in a series of poems that explore what the commonplace objects in a student’s life would say if they underwent an Enid Blyton-esque change overnight, and could speak.  “Didi’ calls a voice, A familiar one, Room ABC has to be cleaned; I sigh in joy – Continue Reading

This past year, I’ve been fussing almost everyday about turning 20, completely hating on the thought that I’ll be done with my teens. Now that it’s official and the celebrations are done with, I’m mourning the fact that I’m no longer a “teen”. It’s funny how in a matter of Continue Reading