Sarbabhouma Roy Majumder (Riddhi) Growing up in a Bengali household feels like being wrapped in a soft cotton saree. It’s warm, familiar, and full of love. In our culture, one word holds more meaning than anything else: Maa. She’s not just our mother. She’s our strength, our comfort, our protector, and the soul of the…
Sulagna Saha Imagine being stranded in space for nine months, far away from home, with no clear date for when you would return! Well, this was the reality for Sunita Williams, an Indian-American astronaut and U.S. Navy veteran. Born on September 19, 1965, Sunita became the second American astronaut of Indian heritage to travel to…
Sucheta Saha Are all of your memories real? Does the truth really exist, or is it molded by the misinformation of the world around us? In a study conducted by Elizabeth Loftus in the 1990s, participants recalled being lost in a mall when they were children. Some recalled this memory in vivid detail, with one…
Subarno Shome To tell the truth, I’ve always been a semi-religious person. I pray to God every now and then, but I use god mainly as my support mechanism. As a Hindu, I respectfully honor our gods by following my parents. Whatever they did, I’d do too. As I grew older though, I started to…
Souradrita Bhowmik ‘One Art’ by Elizabeth Bishop is a very renowned poem about the value of human relationships, and how the loss of one results in significant emotional pain, as it is irreplaceable, unlike material objects. Most people will learn overtime that the only constant of life is change, and that loss is inevitable. However,…
Siddhartha Shome Music is food for the soul. Like spice is to sweets Blue to the sea Candy for Halloween The professor to a lecture What cardamom is to our dishes We yearn for songs to complete us. As does the whistle of a sparrow which perfects early mornings I see my home in music….
Saptarshi Roy Majumder Mom, please stay with me, don’t ever go. You’re my sunshine, when the cold winds blow. When I was small, you held me every night, Now I’ll hold you just as tight. You’re my heart, You’re my home, my favorite song, Stay with me, my whole life long. When I’m lost, you’re the…
Priyanjana Roy Chowdhury The dancer steps into the stillness, heart trembling, breath like a river’s flow. With the first beat, something stirs—an unspoken surrender, a deep knowing. This is more than a movement. More than art. This is an offering to the divine. Shiva, the cosmic dancer, watches not from a distant sky, but from…
Arpita Barua The light that you emit,In the vastness of darkLeaves me in aweRacing through life,Yet, how are you so serene? Between each life born and lost,You bear witness to the tears shed in the fall of midnightTorn between tasksBut, a glimpse of youTranquilize the turbulent mindSeeing you reflectingIn the blackness of night,How wondrous your…