Answering the age-old question of whether men and women can just be friends. I am no relationship guru; I’m just a typical 20-year-old girl/woman, however, you may put it, wishing to answer this question in the least awkward way ever. From a very

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Answering the age-old question of whether men and women can just be friends. I am no relationship guru; I’m just a typical 20-year-old girl/woman, however, you may put it, wishing to answer this question in the least awkward way ever. From a very
Not many words, only silence, But there she hoards, the sweater he lends. Icecream for two, at midnights, So serene, walking under the street lights. Filled in her box are chocolate wrappers, Those letters in his file are not
It was there, and one day there wasn’t. We have all undergone a phase where we believe we’ll have an unbreakable bond. At first, it felt inconceivable that someone who knew our secrets, laughter, and heart would one day become a distant memory. The w
Like a long-lost friend It slips unbeknownst When you least expect it Arrives when you seek life Arrives in gentle tiptoes Sometimes remains silent too Or hushes in whispers And departs when it's supposed to, they say Yet I don't think so
Drawn towards the moments that shine Through the rays of colours and lines. Leaping here to there from time to time As it holds on to the one you have got. Plot twist ain't new so just Indulge in the classic memory lane. Lost in thi
How the Roman god of transitions inspires reflection and hope in modern times. INTRODUCTION "What's past is prologue." As the calendar turns and the New Year approaches, what better guide could we have than Janus, the ancient Roman god who look
It is a short but an indelible story. It was such a pleasant morning when it happened. In a few days, the “cultural event of the year” was about to happen and I was a member of its hosting committee. So we as a group were selling tickets all over ou
From Kashmir to Kanyakumari, several local news channels keep us updated about controversies from politics to entertainment. Perception among the general public varies in each case. Yet, one thought boils at the hearts of all Indians: gratitude and p
Some say this year flew by in the blink of an eye, while some say this year was painfully slow. Regardless of human opinions, each new year shows up- right after the ringing bells fade and the Christmas cheer settles. And we, humans, are nothing shor
Memories, like a cozy cardigan, warm me in the midst of this blizzard. Amid the howling winds and snow's embrace, In a gown stained crimson, I lay down my sword, surrendering to this world of white. As snowflakes fall ge
Answering the age-old question of whether men and women can just be friends. I am no relationship guru; I’m just a typical 20-year-old girl/woman, however, you may put it, wishing to answer this question in the least awkward way ever. From a very
Not many words, only silence, But there she hoards, the sweater he lends. Icecream for two, at midnights, So serene, walking under the street lights. Filled in her box are chocolate wrappers, Those letters in his file are not
It was there, and one day there wasn’t. We have all undergone a phase where we believe we’ll have an unbreakable bond. At first, it felt inconceivable that someone who knew our secrets, laughter, and heart would one day become a distant memory. The w
Like a long-lost friend It slips unbeknownst When you least expect it Arrives when you seek life Arrives in gentle tiptoes Sometimes remains silent too Or hushes in whispers And departs when it's supposed to, they say Yet I don't think so
Drawn towards the moments that shine Through the rays of colours and lines. Leaping here to there from time to time As it holds on to the one you have got. Plot twist ain't new so just Indulge in the classic memory lane. Lost in thi
How the Roman god of transitions inspires reflection and hope in modern times. INTRODUCTION "What's past is prologue." As the calendar turns and the New Year approaches, what better guide could we have than Janus, the ancient Roman god who look
It is a short but an indelible story. It was such a pleasant morning when it happened. In a few days, the “cultural event of the year” was about to happen and I was a member of its hosting committee. So we as a group were selling tickets all over ou
From Kashmir to Kanyakumari, several local news channels keep us updated about controversies from politics to entertainment. Perception among the general public varies in each case. Yet, one thought boils at the hearts of all Indians: gratitude and p
Some say this year flew by in the blink of an eye, while some say this year was painfully slow. Regardless of human opinions, each new year shows up- right after the ringing bells fade and the Christmas cheer settles. And we, humans, are nothing shor
Memories, like a cozy cardigan, warm me in the midst of this blizzard. Amid the howling winds and snow's embrace, In a gown stained crimson, I lay down my sword, surrendering to this world of white. As snowflakes fall ge