C’est La Vie : Living with the fear of Death

C’est La Vie : Living with the fear of Death

By Soumya Bisht, Batch of  2019    I lie sideways with my face towards the window. Rays of sunlight fall on my face through the cracks in the window blinds. The television is switched ON to something that would have left me enraptured in alternate circumstances. But just about now, I can hardly distinguish it from static. Or rather, I don’t bother distinguishing the two. Just like I don’t try facing away when the sunlight…

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Diary of a Refugee

Diary of a Refugee

  By Ipshita Chatterjee, Batch of 2018 Today, that good lady, with a card around her neck, who sometimes brings us food and water, brought this strange little thing, like a few sheets of paper bound together. She called it a ‘magazine’ and smiled warmly through her bright green eyes and held it out for me and ukhti to see. The pages were so shiny and glossy, it was as if someone had rubbed a…

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