Pathways Beyond

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Dimensions

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Colours of Thought

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Inside Minds

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Unknown: A Feeling – Ichcha Walia

“There are known unknowns”

~Donald Rumsfeld

Does something like the “unknown” even exist? The knowns were once unknown and maybe in incognisant ways, we step into “unknown” situations every day. I believe the “unknown” is a place you’ll become used to someday, the “unknown” is a person you’ll find the most comfort in someday and I believe the unknown is a feeling you’ll want to experience every day. Right this second, something is waiting to be known, to be explored, and we’ll always keep pushing the boundaries of the unknown to get there. The unknown is limitless, just like one’s desire to know more. But as Pema Chödrön says, “Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all”, we’ll never really know everything. Something will always be unknown to us or maybe the unknown lies within you? And you’ll know it when the time permits.

– Ichcha Walia, The Millennium School, Noida

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Stepping Stones

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Close-Ups

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From the Editor’s Mac – Ananya Grover

Recently, I keep trying to ignite a fire of passionate anger that I know ought to be there—usually it stutters in the winds of complacency, flickering ambivalently. Ever so often, it catches on to a particularly volatile substance thrown its way—a video filmed in desperation by family members tired of running from one hospital to another…

Off-Colour – Ananya Tandon

Concept – 

Today in the United States, it seems as if race determines the gravity of the crime a person commits. If a white person commits a crime, they are still treated respectfully, but if a Black person doesn’t do anything and lives in “the country of whites”– that in itself is a crime.

This extreme situation makes one think, what if this racism doesn’t end at all? In that case, do Black people have to paint themselves white in order to lead a life of dignity where they aren’t profiled on the basis of their skin colour? Every day, at every moment, do people have to pray for equality, demand justice, protest for the right to live…when will it be granted? When will the masses realise that humanity is what makes people pure, and not one’s colour?
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