Some parts of the write-up below are fiction, and others are not. You can decide. Tuesday, 9:05 a.m. It had been a weird few weeks, to say the least. The transition from school to college, from being a teen to…
It’s 4 am as I’m sitting down to type this out. As my head is pounding and I can barely keep my eyes open, I ask myself why I never go to bed on time, finally fix my sleep cycle.…
In between the end of something, and the start of something new, there is a moment of stillness and silence, a brief pause which doesn’t quite get completed when the next cycle swiftly begins. Whether it’s changing gears in a…
“Prolonged pandemic stress affecting physical and mental health” “Forces deployed amidst rising tensions between religious groups” “Russia-Ukraine war enters 250th day” In a world filled with events that will go down in history, rapid change in fields ranging from technology…
Some parts of the write-up below are fiction, and others are not. You can decide. Friday, 3:04 AM The first thing I register as I open my eyes is that my project work is not on the screen. Sure, there’s…
Oftentimes, when I sit down to write these editorials, there is a conflict in the avenue I wish to lead it down. It is a writer’s dilemma to an extent, I suppose— finding yourself faced with different ideas, interpretations and…
I write against a backdrop of torrential rain lashing across my window. Of dark brewing clouds frequently lit by electric streaks, of roaring thunder interspersed with the calls from the various beings in the forest below — crickets, katydids and…
Trigger Warning/Content Warning: Mention of death/loss, and content entailing the current pandemic and general despair. Proceeding with due discretion is advised. For the most part, I am numb. Used to hearing the worser parts of it all. Expecting bad news…
Mild TW for a mention of EDs. There is only so much I can say about food, and all its aspects, without undermining its value— because placing a physical, innate and tangible experience in simple words would not do it…
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’s a lot that’s happened this year, this month, this week. Maybe even in the past hour. 2020 has been a rollercoaster for almost all of us in different ways — as if moments of it weren’t supposed to happen,…
Some parts of the write-up below are fiction, and others are not. You can decide. Saturday, 1:22 a.m. Busy days. Tiring minutes. I could hear a clock ticking ever so softly. I was falling asleep over the keyboard. “I should…
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…
Time, for me, has passed by wearily under the perpetual ticking of an old analogue clock. Months feel like weeks as monotonous days fly away, the pages of the calendar sluggishly flip themselves. I do some homework, work on some…
the thought of writing physically repulses me my body recoiling at the creative exertion the thinking, the feeling, the processing of emotions that are best left untouched. I tried writing this editor’s note several times over, each time ending with…
Hey there, you! I’m so excited (and relieved) that the ‘Fall’ issue is finally here! It’s been an incredibly busy period for me, and for all of my fellow 12th graders, as multiple sets of all-important, life-changing, destiny-deciding examinations loom…
As a child, I adored going into stores selling books, films, and CDs. I could spend hours browsing through their collection, gazing at the covers of films or DVDs, and then not buying anything. I still love the feeling of…
The other day, I was watching the Slumdog Millionaire. I’ve seen it in parts a few times before when I was younger, but this seemed like the first time I watched a substantial part of the film in one sitting…
Desire is a fickle thing; one moment it is safe in your hold and the next it flutters away out of reach. You feel like you have complete control over it— you can feel its steady flow thrum through your…
While the air we breathe deteriorates, millions continue to survive in poverty, and a host of massive global and local matters fight for our concern and attention, it is easier to look at the world stumbling, crawling, and lurching forward…
Hey there! So, I’m going to be going totally off branding; I’m not going be talking about a fandom that I’m a part of, or obsessed with (Yeah, surprising, I know), instead, I’ll be talking about what the theme of…
I didn’t know what the acronym LGBT stood for, let alone the meanings of the words constituting it, for a long time. In fact, I had never even heard the term ‘lesbian’ until the age of about nine, when someone…
Can you believe it’s already nearing the end of April? That’s 4 months, equivalent to one-quarter of the ‘New Year’ gone. Here we are, done with our ambitious resolutions and shaken with a whirlwind of bewildering, shocking and horrifying events.…
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…
