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October 2015

ಚಿತ್ತರಿಕ್ತೆ

ಕವನ ವಿ ವಸಿಷ್ಠ

III sem, Electronics and Electrical Engineering

ಮೈವೆತ್ತ ಸೈತಾನನನ್ನುರುಳಿಸಿ

ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಆಗುತಿಹುದೆನ್ನ ಜನನ;
ತೇಲಿ ಮುಳುಗುತಿಹ ಶ್ರೀ ಹರಣ
ಓ, ಇದು ಜೀವನ್ಮುಕ್ತ ಪಯಣ!

ಹೃದಯದೊಳಿಲ್ಲ ದುಂದುಭಿ ಧ್ವಾನ
ಬರಿ ಪ್ರವಹಿಸುತಿದೆ ರಣಮೌನ;
ಚಾಂಚಲ್ಯಾವೃತೆ, ನಾ ಚಿತ್ತ ರಿಕ್ತೆ
ಸುಶಾಂತ ಪ್ರೀತೆ, ಋಜು ಅಸ್ಮಿತೆ….

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Cocoon

Shashank Gargeshwari

VII Semester, Information Science and Engineering


She stood there in the middle of the room, her long, black hair catching stray moonlight. The pendant that I gave her was in her hand. She raised it to her lips, and kissed it. I felt relieved. But my relief soon turned into horror, as I screamed “NO! Don’t do it! We can talk this through!”

“Yes we can, but not here, and not now. Maybe later, when we meet again.”

She bit the pendant.

By the time she was dead, I had already cut through the bone of my index finger. What was left was just the skin that still held it together. I could hear them coming, so I ripped it off, and threw it into the fire.

After what I had been through, being a mule was the quickest way out.

* Continue reading “Cocoon”

ASHRAF

Anannya Kodandera

VII Sem, Biotechnology

Lights flash in the eyes of a 20-year young dream-filled lad, Mohammed Ashraf from Mysore, when asked to speak about his run up to a success story that he meticulously crafted for himself.

            Born on the 10th of May in 1994, as the fourth child to his parents who were economically challenged, in a small village called Hebbarihundi near Srirangapatna in the Mandya district of Karnataka, Ashraf lost his father when he was a year old. His challenges began and he was ready, as was another hero- Tipu Sultan- from the same place, 300 years ago.

            His maternal uncle, who Ashraf adores, took care of the baby and in 1999 admitted him to Apna Ghar – Muslim Boys’ Orphanage at Mysore. For one whole year, he did not go to school and then was put in an Urdu medium school for his schooling from class 1 through 7. The next hurdle was when he was put to Al Kabeer High School for class 8 and the medium of instruction was English. Ashraf felt it was an uphill task and would come back crying feeling hopeless.

            Ashraf’s warden played the role of a mother, counseling and consoling him, even arranged a teacher to teach Ashraf English. Ashraf started growing, not just physically, but in his confidence too. Continue reading “ASHRAF”

Sreeparna K S

I Sem, Civil

Verdant Dawn

Sreeparna K S

I Sem, Civil

Obeisances in Red

Eh, what’s up, Doc?

Junichi Nishali

III Semester, IS & E

What is it about the movies and series we watched as kids that still bring back these happy memories? I, for one, had an awfully good time watching movies with the sibling. We all had our favourites, right? I remember saying, “I wish, I wish, with all my heart, to fly with dragons, in the land of heart” a fair few times. For some, it was ‘Dragonball Z’, for some, it was ‘Spongebob Squarepants’ ,and ‘Dexter’s Laboratory’ ,or the other one on Nickelodeon with the Neutron kid, and for a lot of people like me, it will be ‘Phineas and Ferb’ for a little more while, at least.

There were a lot more favourites for a lot more people, I’m sure.

It’s supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious

If you say it loud enough, you’ll always sound precocious

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

All of you need to know, it’s a proven fact that all the movies and TV shows you watched as a kid have shaped you into the individual you are today. We watched these shows when our creative imagination had probably just started developing . They affected us in ways that we don’t really realise. I mean, you have only Popeye to blame for making you eat so much spinach. Ugh!

Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse did teach us kids a lot, to be honest. Oh, I bet most of you have held up sticks or straws and said “Expelliarmus” at least once. It’s okay, so have I!
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