Not a Man Eater...NO!

 

 

She said "You are a Man Eater".
Well, I must be, because after all, a loving sibling I thought her to be.

 

 

 

Life was getting too monotonous for her. The same old acquaintances who pretended to be friends, the same old friends who behaved like acquaintances, the same old food, the same old people, the same old routine - wake up, get ready, to for classes, eat, come back, take a nap, wake up, complete a day's task, finish dinner, watch a movie, go back to bed. There was a time when the same old too started getting the same old.

She thought to herself, "Enough! I have to step a foot down, put an end to my misery." and started chalking out her life.


"So you want to play with me?" thought her fate. "You are a foolish little captive to my whims and blatantly-made sudden decisions; a puppet one may say. It is not so easy to run free off my captivity. If you ever try running away from me, be sure that I will hunt you down and put a fine end to your dreams."


She found herself a new home, a new family, a sibling-like friend, or was she a friend-like sibling? They laughed together, shared their lives together, cried in times of misery. She praised her new-found soul sister's every move, and loved her as she'd her own self.

Little did she know, how much she was hated and judged at every step for her below average looks, for being the fat gloat that she was, for her mirror breaking image. Why? Because no matter what her looks were, she knew how to win hearts. Her new-found soul sister wanted all the love to herself. "You are new here, not a part of my life here. How can you be loved by the ones who love me?"

So she picked up her bags, bid her new life adieu, and with tears in her eyes said "Dear sister, no matter what you think of me, I would always want the good things in life for you. If your happiness lies in my absence, then so be it."


And she went back to the open arms of her fate, who finally said,
"My precious little darling,
you have found the correct gate,
open them and come running to me,
a new life is surely to await.

If not today,
then tomorrow will be,
a new beginning, a new life,
a gift from me to you, where happiness is set."


She thought to herself, "Someday I will prove it to the world - I am not half as bad as I was projected before", and she dreamed on about a life of happiness galore.

The News Stand - A Tabloid Newspaper

Page 1 Stories by: Shekhar Dahal, Sattwik Sarkar, Trisha Mukherjee.
Designed by: Sattwik Sarkar
Edited by: Arundhuti Ghosh

Page 2 Stories by: Sattwik Sarkar, Arundhuti Ghosh, Prateek Goyal
Designed by: Sattwik Sarkar
Edited by: Arundhuti Ghosh

Page 3 Stories by: Arundhuti Ghosh, Trisha Mukherjee
Designed by: Sattwik Sarkar
Edited by: Arundhuti Ghosh

Page 4 Stories by Shekhar Dahal, Trisha Mukherjee, Prateek Goyal
Designed by: Sattwik Sarkar
Edited by: Arundhuti Ghosh

This was a student project for Masters in Journalism and Mass Communication, 1st year, 2nd Semester, in Amity University, Uttar Pradesh (Amity School of Communication).
Students involved:

• Trisha Mukerjee - Leader of group
• Arundhuti Ghosh - Editor of Content and Placement
• Sattwik Sarkar - Designer of Paper, Visuals and Placement
• Shekhar Dahal - Fellow Journalist specializing in Sports and Politics
• Prateek Goyal - Fellow Journalist specializing in Commerce and Entertainment

Project Duration (Conceptualization to Final Presentation): December 2012 - March 2013
Faculty in charge: Ms. Pallavi Majumdar, Asco, AUUP

 

It's Magic. Literally!

Life is all about a bit of magic, a bit of drama, and lots of entertainment gained out of it.

So, as long as there is some kind of action, you're good to go!
You get to look back at the past and with a smile on your face, exclaim,
"That was fun!" no matter who else is attached to the memory...

Touched...

There are often times when fellow human beings fail us, while animals make our day. Why do we consider the word "animal" referred to a human as a rude adjective? What does animal-like behavior mean? Have we ever given it a thought that calling animals "human" could be a rude adjective used for them?

There have been days when nothing seemed to fall in place, nothing seemed quite right, no one could cheer me up...but there has been a special friend in my life who has helped me cheer up, helped me get back on my feet, helped me be normal. A friend, who never expects anything else from me, other than a little show of affection. My friend, my pet, my love, my brother, my dog!

I still remember the day when i was home sick to the core, silent tears escaping my eyes, i felt like running away. There was no one who could change my mood, except for the surprising mood lifting quality of my great friend, my dog. He came running to me, where I sat, and after a while of nudging and dancing with excitement, sat by my side, as quietly and patiently as I had required him to be. I sat and sat, and said nothing at all, and him? Well, he just accompanied me silently, hearing my thoughts and comforting me with sudden licks on my hand.

He was the first living being who had spent more than two hours at a stretch, quietly, without asking any questions, just silently listening to my depressive thoughts. And the day I was leaving for home, it was his turn to cry. Cannot forget the way he got excited and restless at the same time. He pulled my bag, kept blocking my way so that i could not walk forward, and fell to the floor on my feet so that i could stay there with him, touch him, show my affections. Had any human made me feel this loved? Hardly ever.

I have found a true friend,
I dread the day when I'd have to leave him, and dread more, the day HE leaves me... I truly hope that the former happens before the latter.
Such unspoken love, and attachment...I am indeed, TOUCHED, for life.

Too soon to tell...

It’s a grotesque life.
How can I not be grouchy all the time? There are several reasons. They maybe proper, or just vaguely grim. But all I can be is ‘grumpy’.

And I can’t even help it. Cause every time I try to cheer up my mind, life just snaps back and says,”hold! There’s a place for these earthly material happiness. And you’re just a misfit! Trying to glide into the world of normals ain’t your cup of tea”.

So what do I do now? Should I just slip out like a speck of air? Or should I let life take my trip for the entire being of life? A life which has no meaning; a life which has no strength; a life so basely vague; a life, not worth being on the dance floor of life and , well, breaking a leg!

What do we want out of life? What do we really get? Why do a few mistakes make someone so despicable that it’s beyond others to forget? Is a little mistake so big a crime, that without thinking twice, they just abandon a person, and wish for them to die? Is it life who’s cruel? Or is it just us? Is it our way of thinking? Or is it just a passing phase? What is it? What could it be? Our entire life goes on, just looking for these unanswered questions. And by the time we realize that our questions will remain unanswered, it’s too late. We watch from another world, our bodies being taken away.

What do I do? How do I survive? When will our prayers be answered? Is there anyone listening? For real? I guess, that’s another question, which will forever be unanswered. But I will fight on. Try to fit in. Make my place amongst the other misfits. And I have faith. I will be content some day.

Too soon to tell, but too much faith to hang on...