Dated : 03/01/2026 11.30pm Sometimes the Best Intentions Are in Need of Redemption On a random Sunday evening, while I was home, I began reorganising my wardrobe.That’s when I came across my apron from my undergraduation days. I opened it—and there they were.Words written by people during the final days of UG.Friends, classmates, juniors. Pieces of a time I had once lived fully. As I read through them, memories flooded back.Laughter. Chaos. Innocence.It wasn’t nostalgia alon

A journey I wasn’t expecting, held together by wind, sun, ocean, earth, and the spaces in between. A week of movement, mistakes, silence, laughter — and rediscovering myself through the elements.   This trip was vaguely felt — like it may happen sometime—but I wasn’t expecting it now.For the past few days, I was being pulled toward the energy of the Puri Jagannath Temple. After almost a week, I am back in “ECHO.”It doesn’t feel new. It feels more like me this time, as if all

On a mild rainy day, two women who first met as teenage girls decided to meet for a casual talk at a café.Hurdles occurred on one side...