From the Editor’s Mac
Hello everyone! This is Ananya Grover, self-appointed Editor of Reflections. I was going through old notes on my laptop a couple of days back and came across a to-do list that I’d made more than two years ago, when I…
Interview: Liberating Workplaces and Careers
An entrepreneur and Co-founder of Coworkies, a future work company, Pauline Roussel has visited over 150 coworking spaces in 17 cities. She recently visited New Delhi along with fellow co-founder Dimitar Inchav and took a five-day startup camp for Amity…
Your Take
What are dreams in India? Our dreams are bound by chains. We don’t realize the freedom we have until we want to fly. We don’t see the chains until then. -Siddhim Upadhyay Are woman too afraid to avail the freedom…
Roaming the Roads of India – Caitanya Singh Jaswal
Take a look outside your window. If you live in a metropolitan city, you can probably see (and hear) vehicles of all manner and colour being driven/ridden (don’t forget the bullock carts!). India is infamous for its roads jampacked with…
The Internet beyond our Limits – Rajmeet Singh Chandok
Imagine a Cornetto ice cream cone. (I promise this isn’t a paid Cornetto promo.) Think of the luscious top layer of your cone with all the soft cream and crunchy nuts and delicious mouth-watering chocolate. This, reader, is the regular…
Under the Microscope | Grimm – Caitanya Singh Jaswal
Don’t let the poster confuse you. The protagonist of this TV Series is no more angsty or Batman-ish than Dean from Supernatural. Genre: Cop | Fantasy Plot: Nick Burnhardt is a Grimm. Like the brothers Grimm. But they weren’t actually…
So you think you’re free? – Ishita Yadav
Freedom…what exactly is it? The textbook definition would probably be along the lines of ‘being at one’s own will’ or something similar. And we’re told time and again that it’s a free world we live in now. But is it…
i hope you don’t see me – Ahlaam Rafiq
I want to walk in the waters Without hiding my body I want to sunbathe on the sands Without having to worry About the fabric that embraces me From tip to toe, Sometimes I see other girls and desire To…
I’ve always loved the stars – Ahlaam Rafiq
I’ve always loved the stars They always remind me to see Tiny pinpricks fade through Through this night I wear around me It’s a cloak of visibility I’m told To tie harder closer each day So I can hide from…
Under the Microscope | Metal Gear Solid V : The Phantom Pain – Caitanya Singh Jaswal
Summed up in a line: It’s like marriage- starts off sweet, ends bitter. (Come at me scrubs) Memorable quote: THIS IS PEQUOD! ARRIVING AT LZ! Genre: Stealth | Action Online: Yes, but servers are rubbish. Open-world? Yes Feels? They…
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Under the Microscope | [PROTOTYPE] – Caitanya Singh Jaswal
Summed up in a line: LOOK AT ALL THE WAYS YOU CAN KILL THESE PEOPLE! Memorable quote: Devil Dogs OOHRAAH! OOHRAAH! Genre: Action | Slice ‘n’ Dice Online: Nonline (ha ha ha… I need a life) Open-world? Yes Feels? NOPE…
Under the Microscope | Siberia – Tarini Pathak
Book: Siberia Author: Ann Halam Published On: January 1st, 2005 When Sloe was tiny, her Papa disappeared and she and her mama went to live in a prison camp in the snowy north, in a time and place…
A Ghostly Tale – Anjanee Khosla
I must confess that I had never really given much thought to stereotypes, at least not before stories of the same were shoved before me. One night (all eerie things are bound to happen at night, surprisingly); I woke up…
Freedom on the Internet – Aryaman Trivedi
The Internet is a vast and amazing place. We can do everything, from researching on centipede species to actually buying them on the internet. The internet has made learning easy, free and accessible for all with the multitude of webpages…
Confined in the Code of Life – Ananya Tomar
The day I looked around myself, All I saw was how trapped we were living this lifeless life that has no meaning left. Who are we working for, when sadness is all we bear in trying to be happy? With…
From the Diary of an Escaped Raisonneur – Arushi Gupta
we’re raging through the darkness, hands flailing against black, black chaos tangling slowly, screaming; unheard. reaching out for the wires that mark borders. grappling blindly, determined to escape in the shining of the deep, dark night. unravelling from an…
Where’s the Pride in our Freedom? – Rishi Raj Vyas
In contemporary India, although we have come across a long journey of acknowledgement of rights and one’s dignity, yet the LGBTQIA community lacks such basic rights because we’ve been both socially and legally oppressed since the satanic colonial era.…
Freedom: A Feeling Truly Treasured – Akshi Jindal
Whenever I look up at the sky, I see birds fluttering high, relishing their flight And sweeping through everybody’s sight. Whenever I look at the ground, I see squirrels roving around savouring their frolic portraying the glee of…
Breaking free from Social Norms – Rishita Haldar
Freedom is a huge term to apply. It’s quite confusing at the same time, as different people have different requirements of it in their diverse lives. More appropriately people have varied needs, hopes, and expectations associated with this term “Freedom”.…
Fight For the Right to Pursue Your Dream – Debashri Banerjee
Debashri Banerjee, a content creator and published author of ‘The Bobby Pins and Other Short Stories’ writes about how she decided to break free from social expectations and pursue her passion as a career. Over her journey, she had to…
A VERY OPEN OPEN LETTER – Siona Ahuja
To – The Indian Administration Dear Sirs and Ma’ams, You aren’t unfamiliar with banning – or as you presume “safeguarding the nation”, over dozens of films, photos, books, documentaries – which somewhat strikes controversy with the citizens. However, it’s totally…
The Freedom Struggle – Priyel Kumar
For what were the sacrifices made? For what thousands of us prayed? Was it the strong desire of a heart, That for years has stayed? Or was it the cry of a woman, for something she craved? I ask myself,…