Where am I ? - By Lakshmi Prasanna of B.Com First Year 

Picture Credit: Special Arrangement 

They asked me where I was,

But I couldn’t answer,

Lost in admiring the bright sunrays,

Dancing on a maple leaf.

I felt lost, unsure of my way,

Until the yellow flowers on the footpath guided me, 

Taking my pain away.

They say new beginnings come at the right time,

Yet I felt like an abandoned building, 

Beside the flower shop,

Frozen in the tracks of my past,

Unable to embrace change, 

Even, bouquets were carried away,

To mark new starts in others' lives.

Real life often slips by unnoticed,

As we spend our energy, trying to breathe.

The pigeons above, watch us,

Wondering how foolish we are,

Not to glance at the sky even once.

I realized then how life grows and moves relentlessly,

Like tree vines climbing glass buildings,

Ignoring the complexities it tangles itself with.

In front of me stood a white castle, rich with history,

While I stood there, heavy with misery.

At the traffic lights,

A small girl smiled, unknowingly,

And for a fleeting moment, 

I longed to return willingly,

To the innocence of childhood.

"Your Feelings" - By Lakshmi Prasanna of B.Com First Year 

Picture Credit: Special Arrangement 

Please don't hide your feelings, 

Like the sun behind branches,

Or the moon behind streetlights.

I know the warmth of your love,

As pure as the color of a dove.

I know the sweetness of your smile,

Sparking fireworks in my heart like a missile.

I know the real you, 

Behind the mask of existing,

The one who dreams of living.

I know the true you,

Who secretly wishes to stargaze at night,

Unlike the one who tries to reach,

The stars with foresight.

Please don't let your inner child fade away;

She deserves to be here, not too far away.

I know you're not like those snowflakes,

That melt before the sun arises.

You’re like auroras,

Rare, yet showing their true colors.

Please be you, and I'll be there for you,

Don't forget yourself,

Before knowing the value of your true self.

You might be like a peony in a field of roses,

Similar and unnoticed,

But unique and remarkable.

You feel like you don't belong anywhere,

Until you realize you belong nowhere,

Because you are where you should be, 

Not where you need to be.

Don't abandon yourself in the blueming,

By comparing yourself to others' blooming.

"My Mother" - by Safiyyah of BA Second Year 

Picture Credit: Special Arrangement 

Your voice is what starts my day,

And it's your face that drives the blues away.

Your presence gives me the courage to live,

You're the one who shares in my joys and sorrows.

Who else is mine but you?

You're my friend, my mother, and everything true.

I love you, Ammi.

"A Heart With Fur" - by Muskan Begum of B.Sc FSZC Second Year 

Picture Credit: Special Arrangement 

In shadows deep, my sorrow grew,
A loss so heavy, a wound so new.
I hid my tears, my heart confined,
For theirs was a grief I dared not bind.

Then one day, soft as a dream,
She came to me, a gentle beam.
Brown, grey, and white—a patchwork of light,
Chasing away my endless night.

Her tiny paws, her playful stride,
Followed me close, stayed by my side.
She spoke no words, yet heard my soul,
A furry friend who made me whole.

She sleeps with me, her purrs divine,
Her quiet love a lifeline mine.
Her trust, her joy, her boundless glee,
Became the heart that beats in me.

Through her, I found a spark anew,
A piece of love so pure, so true.
My little angel, my healing art,
My cat, my life, my very heart.