धुंधला गंतव्य

-नयन सेठिया, अंतिम वर्ष(ईसीई), एस.जी.एस.आई.टी.एस इंदौर थोड़ा भीगा सा है, थोड़ा धवल सा है, धुंध से अलंकृत यह संसार, जहाँ मैं भी बावरा बन, मनमौजी सा, कोहरे से सने उस गंतव्य की ओर, बस यों बढ़ता ही चला गया। अनजान था रास्ता,अजनबी सा अरमान था, थोड़ा हिचका, थोड़ा झिझका, बढ़ा, फिर रुका, रुककर फिर बढ़ा, …

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Unconditional Love

-by Garima Katiyar, Undergraduate, Department of Information Technology, Jaypee University of Information Technology, Waknaghat, Solan She stared long and hard at the man in front of her. He was handsome, she thought. What bothered her, was the fact that she still found him attractive. He towered over her five feet eight, with dark hair and …

The Measure of Success

-by Harshvardhan Tiwari, Graduate student, Institute of Technology, Nirma University Albert Einstein famously quoted, “A life lived for a purpose is a meaningful life.” We often associate ourselves, and others around us, with the need to have a purpose (not talking about the stage of life at which we associate ourselves with (and what) purpose), …

क्या मैं भी कभी…..?

-  क्षितिज़ प्रकाश   बैठा बैठा मैं रहा, सहमा सहमा मैं रहा, न साहस थी, न हिम्मत थी, किससे कहूं, किसको कहूँ ? वह बात मेरे मन में कांटो की तरह चुभ रही थी - "क्या मैं भी कभी .....?" यह सोंचता-सोंचता मैं  सिसकता, यह सोंचता-सोंचता मैं दिल दुखाता .   वहीं पास, एक पंछी …

Dark Side Of The Education City

- Mregank Soni   “.....Boy, suffering from depression burns himself....” “.....Girl jumps from the third floor of Allen. Suicide note reveals about her frustration and not able to fulfill expectations of her parents.....” “.....Girl hung herself inside the room....” “.....Boy under mental pressure commits suicide...” These are some of the headlines of a local newspaper of …

Dear Death

-  Akshansh Gupta Through the lands so damp, through the oceans i swam. The valleys got deeper, The hills turned steeper. I ran ,I fell ,I toppled but kept walking. Let my scars do the talking. My struggles ,My triumphs My every breath; you need to wait dear death. With every passing day, your tricks …