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This piece has been written by Jwalika Balaji (Batch of 2023). This article was first published as part of Quirk’s #MeToo Special Edition. The full edition can be accessed here. Like…
Leave a CommentThis poem has been written by Aditya Krishna (Batch of 2023). This poem was recited by the poet at a talk by the activist Soni Sori (The Truth of Bastar:…
Leave a CommentThis piece has been written by Aman Vasavada (Batch of 2021) On a dark BU highway, CLAT rank in my hand Giant library tower , rising up through the air…
One CommentAakash Parihar (Batch of 2017) हर कदम थमती है धड़कन मेरी हर कदम सहमति है हिम्मत मेरी हर कदम मुकरती है किस्मत मेरी हर कदम झपकती है पलके मेरी। आम है मचलना मेरा इस…
Leave a CommentManisha Arya (Batch of 2019) In a race of ‘O’ graders, She knew, she had to do academically better, So yet another time she made up her mind, to submit…
3 CommentsSarah Kay is an American poet, most famous for her TED Talk on Spoken Word Poetry. She’s also the founder of Project V.O.I.C.E. She’s in Bangalore right now for the National…
Leave a CommentAditya Singh Chawla (Batch of 2017) Words mask, pause, falter. On speech, rhyme, metaphor. Gibberish, gibberish. I want to be you. The depths of your being, Through shallow, vague, finite…
Leave a Commentvnshjj I’m done with all relationships – commitment’s not for me. “I love you” will not cross my lips, and rings will make me flee. But every once a while…
Leave a CommentNupur Raut (Batch of 2017) Those who date nonconformists often wonder How they must please their significant other. But I’ve figured one of these types out: Let me tell you…
3 CommentsAnonymous O sweet-faced, soft-eyed Medusa of steely heart We bow before thee, offering obeisance to thy wickedness Clad in unsuspecting innocence. Thy power over us is unmatched For thou could…
Leave a CommentVani Sharma I’m lying back on my couch, making love while the nation burns In a pixelated fire, conjured daily in news studios and fuelled by The words of errant…
Leave a Commentvnshjj (Dedicated to the Boys’ Hostel) From day to day, and time to time I feel the thick and sticky grime Upon my forehead, on my nose, Between my fungalicious…
Leave a CommentOnce upon a time and space, Lived a princess, known for her face Though she was personally proud of her mind It was convenient, as suitors were never hard…
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