Today,our professor talked about the year 2007 when he first joined this institution, a memory so vivid and alive in his mind. The very same year , a six year old also shared the same building, with vague recollection of events. Our college is going to end soon and so does the sixteen years of journey with 11 Lord Sinha Road. With a handful of students in class today our professor shared some of his beautiful experiences, in and around the walls covering the premises. Being in the same premises, we shared a world which was completely different from each other. A huge mango tree stands in our school ground. During this time of the year it is filled with green unripe mangoes with a sweet- citrusy scent in the air. But what we often left unnoticed were the lives that lived under the tree's shelter. Well, our professor didn't. He told us how there used to be squirrels, running down a branch of the tree and then landing on his windowsill of his staffroom. Then, without much notic
July 3rd 2021 Half of the year has passed and my soul hasn't left my body yet, so I guess it's going pretty good as of now. Although the former part of the pandemic hasn't been a very smooth ride, the later part has taught me a lot of things which I never knew about myself. The society or the environment we live in has specific constructs about what is good and bad, what is beautiful and ugly and from childhood these beliefs are made facts and are inculcated within us. But discovering what's beautiful from one's own perspective, holds a separate joy altogether because it's personal, something which is completely our own creation. "To find happiness, look halfway between too little, too much"- Ruskin Bond. It is true that we keep searching for happiness which is long lasting, but how do I explain to you the joy in inking a new pen with a little bit in your fingers and on your nose. Yes, being the clumsy person that I am, I'm always one step far