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The compromise💫 |Disha Agarwal| | Deepsikha Roy|

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 Sitting across the same table ; Over food and an unquenched thirst, She gets up to fetch a glass of water for him. Numb by the pain her periods bring, Standing and cooking for them ; Spends her evening washing dishes And discarding the wishes within! "Stay back and cook",that's what they said Coated her dreams with the bitter flavours of life ; Lay forever frozen in the nooks of the broken mansion. The child is spoilt ; She is to be blamed. The other one flies ; He got it from his father. "Cover your head ", one chided " Have some shame", no one said him.  Fault was hers; How impertinent is she ; Fault was his, no one could see. Drowning in misery, Amidst smog,smoke and dust; Y is culpable while X wins the game. It's a girl, oh what a shame. "Compromise. Compromise is the only cue to retain the peace of a happy relationship." Growing up, I think every kid encounters this phrase. The wording sounds really romantic until the realisation hi...

Yesterday's fantasy, today's mystery💫 |Deepsikha Roy|

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College. The word which apparently seems to be a fantasy for the high school tutees, turns out to be one of the greatest escapism from the pampered sunshade of begetters. From being on the feather bed of home to sharing a single room with five, it is that place which upskills us with the real flavours of adulthood. On the springs of 2018, Aarav, a fresher made his appearance on the first day of his college with an eye full of big dreams and innocence. He was little twitchy at the thought that nobody would probably talk to him. It is quite natural, everybody thinks the same, but it doesn't turn out to be real though. Afterall, college is that part of our life where we make some quality friends and so was the case with Aarav. On the first day, he befriended two handsome boys Viraj and Quasim. Viraj was very reserved and timid, whereas Quasim was just his contrast, an impulsive and lively soul. Worriness was not a part of Quasim's behavior. On the very first month, he got into an ...

Not just a hashtag💫 |Deepsikha Roy|

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In this world of social media where people are more into hashtags and less into reality, the word "karma" is used as a response to stimuli for all the huge controversies. No matter whether you have a strong point to hold or not, you can easily get excused by this big word. Another big word which hits the hashtag of social media is "feminism". When it comes to this big word, "karma" too plays a crucial role. Before we get much into this, take a minute to ask yourself that what is the defination of feminism in your dictionary? Okay, hope you are done. Now, lets know briefly how the words karma and feminism are twinlike. If we start from the early nineteenth century, we will get to know about the patriarchy that has existed in the society. Women were just considered as an object of sexual pleasures and a body to be inbound in the kitchen. They did not get any right to education, property and employment. They were demeaned from men by the conformist community ...

It is not your fault💫 |Deepsikha Roy|

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 Often we come across various situations where women are always annoyed of their menstrual cycle. They  sometimes wish if it would have never existed. They interrogate why only women experiences the anxiety and not men. If you are a woman reading this, you should know that the monthly cycle of yours which you are tired of, is what makes you a woman. Be proud, not reluctant. One out of every third woman in this world suffer from period problems and one of the common reasons that has been emerging is a syndrome called PCOD, which most of us are unaware of. People must have heard the term before but it is high time that each and everybody should educate themselves about what PCOD is and what it can cause. If you are not suffering from it, it is an opputunity to rescue yourself. Lets briefly get an idea about the science behind the syndrome. I won't make it complicated I swear. ●Basically PCOD, which stands for Polycystic Ovarian Disease is a set of symptoms due to elevated androg...

Daddy's little girl, Naina💫 |Deepsikha Roy|

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It was a sunny afternoon when Ramesh chacha was half drunk, frustrated and busy playing casino with his fellow mates. As he was dropping to failure with time, he couldn’t afford much for the upcoming trials. Being frustrated as he was leaving, one of his mates suddenly poked him and said, "My dear friend, I can't see you losing like this, enough of all these games. These things are not at all a good way of earning money. Go home and call me as I have something to tell you. Now leave, your daughter must be waiting for you." It was almost evening when a thirteen year aged girl named Naina was excited about her new upcoming classes. She was eagerly preparing for the new subjects that were going to be taught. Suddenly Ramesh chacha arrives, addressing her daughter Naina he says, “I have a surprise for my little daughter today." His daughter who was overwhelmed with joy asked him excitedly, “Surprise! What surprise? Are we going to the fair today ?" Her father replie...

Lets meet not the reel but real superheroes💫 |Deepsikha Roy|

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Ever since childhood I am sure each and everyone of us heard about superheroes. Infact I myself always wondered if such super humans really existed. Growing up I realised that bollywood is the place where the  superheroes actually dwells in. My wonders finally turned into reality when i looked at myself and the people around me. I have a question to ask you. Aren't we all are superheroes? Please. Come on. Each and everybody of us has got so much of potential which is absolutely  nothing less than the wondered heroes. We humans suffer a lot everyday. How come one store so much of emotions within? How come one nurture so much of pressure, anxiety and frustration in a single chamber of mind. Each and every second there are millions of thoughts crossing over our subconscious mind and still our mind has the capability to store another set of million thoughts. Take a minute to realise this. The moment you realise, you too will consider yourself a superhero.  Our brain anonymous...