A while ago, my mother was sorting through a pile of very old books she had received from my grandfather. The dates on the books were interesting: they ranged from the late-1800s to the late-1900s, printed in neat black lettering…
There are two varieties of art crime: art theft, and art forgery. You could ask: Why should anyone care about art crime? Well, believe it or not, stolen art is often used as currency by terrorist organizations. Experts estimate that…
“It’s a time of firsts,” something that we hear almost every day now or find us saying to ourselves each day. Most mornings have now become peaceful yet the world is in chaos, the air is unsullied yet we have to…
July 10th Dear Diary, The landowners came in today. As I stood in one corner of the café, I could feel a thousand emotions flowing through my body at once— nostalgia, anguish, delight, uncertainty and friendship (well, lost friendship). My worst…
Paint the Town “Read” Chapter 3: Historical Fiction — The Legacies We Leave Behind – “We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.” – Anais Nin History is much, much more than the facts…
I can never get over how an insignificant choice in my past changed the course of someone’s life. I climbed up the stairwell on the bus, its steps steeper than my pencil skirt could permit. As soon as I…
The quote, “After the event, even a fool is wise” by Homer, is very appropriate and relevant, especially in these tumultuous times where everything is chaotic and in a mess. Man has always been selfish and to fulfil his desires,…
I sit back and retrospect today, What is the thing that stayed? Even on the days you didn’t, And on the days I couldn’t. It was love all this while, Stayed in bits and pieces, Even on the days…
Look clearly, at those eyes. With dark circles and a visage; sapped, Belonging to the pestering mother. Delusioned into a happy life; trapped Like clockwork, with dedication she works her life away. Into and through the veins of the eyes,…
Sometimes I can’t decide if the present Is really where I want to reside, Instead of those chosen moments of bliss Like that serenely exotic day at the beach, Where my hair were the waves And my soul was sun-kissed.…
I don’t wanna go back to the last century or so, I just wanna go back to my last birthday or Christmas a year ago, I don’t know what my future says, But truly I don’t even wanna know,…
31st December, 2019: Hazy lights. People jostling. Loud music. Iconic venue. Famous Orchestra. “5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Happy New Year!” There was a newfound hope in the air, the smell of roses, and well, overwhelming deodorants. I was wearing…
Disclaimer: The theories presented in this write-up are through the eyes of the writer and do not represent the views of the magazine. The purpose of this article is to only analyse the event. “The possibility of a murder…
Sugar melts like it’s meant to be with water, One of those love stories, The ones which fill your bleeding heart with laughter. I was so young when I dedicated my life to uncanny words, Naïve fiction came to…
A step and then another, I gathered myself and pulled up further, To mountains that lay ahead, And nothing more that needs to be said. But days until the day, When the eyes finally met the array, Before I…
20th December, Sunday, 2:30pm Lo and behold! This piece of metal and wires has suddenly stopped working. It has given up on life, and that too out of nowhere. Never have I ever exhausted it (okay, maybe while watching a…
“I argue that we choose to be good because of our bonds with other people and our innate desire to treat them with dignity. Simply put, we are not in this alone.” — Chidi Anagonye, 2×03, Somewhere Else In 2016,…
What The Bleeep launched its first episode on November 15 and began its journey to bring a change. Mumbai, November 24th, 2020: ‘What The Bleeep’ is a brand-new YouTube channel created by the students of NMIMS School of Branding and…
