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The Lost Childhoods
There was a silence of a particular type in some apartments of a building. The results of class 12 board examination had been announced. One thing about these examinations is that, more than the child who is actually attempting the exam, it feels as if their parents are competing amongst themselves, their relatives or other…
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Faded Echoes
The rain was heavy that day, even at 3 pm the sky looked like it was well past 7. The roads were starting to become partially submerged under rainwater which was rushing to the nearest opening into the drainage. The sound of heavy rain could be heard everywhere. Except for those who considered it an…
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Hobby of Unknown
My friend Varun once told me something that I had not heard before. We met during internship and kept in touch later as much as time and life allowed. So, he told me about one of his classmates in school, Hemlata. The daughter of a restaurateur. This girl, she proudly claimed that spending money was…
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Two different Shades of BLUE
On mass, composition, and temperature Neptune and Uranus are not far from being twins, Neptune is a deep shade of blue befitting a planet named after the god of the sea, while Uranus is paler and slightly greenish. So, why do they look so different? A new paper undergoing peer review attributes the difference to…
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Symplocos Mohananii
Three research scholars, one from the United States, have discovered a new plant in Kerala’s Ponmudi hills which is part of the Western Ghats, one of the eight hot spots of biological diversity in the world. The plant, named Symplocos Mohananii, carries white flowers that usually bloom at night. They named the plant ‘Symplocos Mohananii’…
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The power of storytelling
Amidst upliftment in the technological sphere what we are constantly fighting for is the art of narration and from where narration comes its storytelling. Among all the techniques of content writing, what captures the audience’s mind is storytelling. Written by Sayoni Mahapatra Chatterji Hey, Connect with Us:)
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Pursuing Life
On what subject(s) are you an authority? When I was around the age of 15, I was very much detached from this world, very calm with negligible responsibility to shoulder and I had all the time in the world to stay with my thoughts and imaginations. But, none of those thoughts were associated with studies…
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The Good Weathered Day
On a good day, the terrace of the house was where Vikram liked to be, but only if the conditions were favourable. Favourable referred to multiple factors, the primary being Vikram having a holiday that day from the office, then it had to be good weather and of course the most important, he felt fit…
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The Deep Evenings
It was late evening, most people were within the comforts of their homes, trying to find some calmness and comfort, struggling to keep their office out of their minds. Rohini was comfortable in her recliner chair. The chair was part of a small study room which had a variety of books on the shelves of…
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The Weight behind Decision
The fragrance of incense sticks floated through the house, adding a deeper feeling to the air it touched along the way. Dushyant had helped himself with another spoonful of sleep and thus the eyes opened to a morning later than usual. The mind at once felt pleasant to the fragrance of the incense stick…
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Treatment
A different treatment What is LED Treatment? The treatment for the skin and other body parts are not restricted to only medicine. Science and Technology have stretched out the fields of treatment and therapies one such therapy is LED treatment or LED therapy. This was first developed in NASA for growing plants but now it…
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Words Unspoken
Pravar and Taransh were good friends. They were both in 11th grade of school and had met two grades back in a coaching class. They had some similar interests in life which allowed their friendship to stay strong over the time. The primary of the interests being videography. The arrival of cameras in phones led…
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Dry leaves
The breeze moved the dry leaves which made a sound with their movement. Spreading, tossing and then almost all uniting at a point where further movement was not possible. Jugant sat on the down end of the stairs watching this happen. He was twelve and lived with his parents in an apartment of a housing…
The memories that stay with us and the ones we create…
Early Morning Memories 