Here’s a li’l poem I wrote on what a baby goes through when it first enters this amazing world and the subsequent realization, growing up and nostalgia. Lacking the faintest sense of recognition of the […]
Monsoons reopened and so did School. ‘God Must Not Like Usl’ was the shared feeling growing in class-room full of infancy. The rail-iron bell rang with all its spite and freshness – the moment rippled […]
Harry Potter and the Disapparating University
We introduce Manipal‘s first Thrice weekly comic Manipal In Shades.