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Last But Also The Least

When I was still breathing No one asked whether there was enough air around me But when my body lay deep inside the ground They asked if there was any space next to me   But, when there it was on the bed i slept No one came to lie beside my empty soul And when there was solitude seated next to my hair No one came to occupy that lonely chair   And when thoughts were the only thing inside my mind I neither got heed to my words, nor a second of anyone's time But, Now that only silence can be spoken by my mouth All around my corpse want, something, even a whisper of mine to be outloud   Why do u do this Why does everyone do this That when a living wants to be heard All that others want is silence And when the living turns silent All they want is the dead's sound, or even their violence   Why does living souls Filled with though...
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The Beauty and Importance of Poetry

Nature is one of the most common subjects of poetry. Many poets write about the beauty of mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, trees, and the changing seasons. Other poets focus on social issues, patriotism, peace, equality, and human relationships. Through their poems, they can inspire people, spread awareness, and encourage positive changes in society. Poetry is also closely connected with music. Songs often use poetic language, rhythm, and rhyme to communicate emotions. Poems can comfort people during difficult times, bring happiness, and inspire them to follow their dreams. A meaningful poem can leave a lasting impression on the reader's mind. In conclusion, poetry is much more than a collection of beautiful words. It is an art that connects people through feelings, imagination, and ideas. It allows us to see the world from different perspectives and understand the experiences of others. Poetry makes language more beautiful, enriches our minds, and adds meaning to our lives...

Stress: A Mindful Path to Academic Success

Exam season is a crucial period in every student's academic journey, often accompanied by intense pressure and mental anxiety. However, it is essential to realize that an examination is merely an assessment of acquired knowledge and not a measure of an individual's worth or potential. Stress often arises when the focus shifts heavily toward the final results rather than the learning process itself. By redefining one's perspective and cultivating a positive mindset, students can transform exam anxiety into focused, constructive energy that leads to genuine success. A major key to managing exam stress lies in smart planning and effective study habits. Rather than indulging in last-minute cramming, breaking the syllabus down into smaller, manageable sections allows for consistent progress without mental overwhelm. Utilizing active learning techniques, such as active recall and structured study intervals with short breaks, helps maintain high concentration levels and memory r...

മഴയുടെ കത്ത്

ജൂണിലെ ആദ്യ മഴ വന്നപ്പോൾ അമ്മിണിക്കുട്ടി ഉമ്മറത്തേക്ക് ഓടി. മുറ്റത്തെ മണ്ണിൽ നിന്ന് പൊങ്ങിയ മണം അവൾ ആഞ്ഞുവലിച്ചു. അമ്മൂമ്മേ, മഴ എവിടെ നിന്നാ വരുന്നേ? അമ്മൂമ്മ കണ്ണട ശരിയാക്കി പറഞ്ഞു: കടലിൽ നിന്ന് മോളേ. കടൽ ഇടയ്ക്കിടെ മേഘങ്ങളുടെ കൈയിൽ കത്തയയ്ക്കും, ഞങ്ങൾക്ക് നിങ്ങളെ ഓർമ്മയുണ്ട് എന്ന്. ആ കത്താണ് ഈ തുള്ളികൾ. അമ്മിണിക്കുട്ടി കൈ നീട്ടി ഒരു തുള്ളി പിടിച്ചു. അത് ഉള്ളംകൈയിൽ തണുത്തു കിടന്നു. അപ്പോൾ ഞാനും മറുപടി അയക്കണ്ടേ? പിന്നെ വേണ്ടേ,അമ്മൂമ്മ ചിരിച്ചു. അവൾ അകത്തുപോയി ഒരു കടലാസ് തോണി ഉണ്ടാക്കി. മുറ്റത്തെ ഒഴുക്കിൽ അതിനെ ഇറക്കിവിട്ടു. തോണി ആടിയാടി വേലിക്കപ്പുറത്തേക്ക് നീങ്ങി, തോടിലേക്ക്, പുഴയിലേക്ക്, ഒടുവിൽ കടലിലേക്ക്. അവിടെ എത്തുമോ? എത്തും,അമ്മൂമ്മ പറഞ്ഞു. അടുത്ത മഴ വരുമ്പോൾ നോക്കിക്കോ, അതിൽ നിനക്കുള്ള മറുപടിയും ഉണ്ടാകും. അന്നു രാത്രി മഴയുടെ താളം കേട്ട് അമ്മിണിക്കുട്ടി ഉറങ്ങി. അവളുടെ സ്വപ്നത്തിൽ, ഒരു കടലാസ് തോണി നീലക്കടലിനു നടുവിൽ പുഞ്ചിരിച്ചു നിൽക്കുന്നു AYISHA HIBA  B. Com First Year Finance (Honours) Department of Commerce Al Shifa College of Arts and Science

The World Behind The Words

       Back in 7th or 8th grade, our English teacher gave us a short, simplified version of Robinson Crusoe. Most of my classmates just read through it quickly to clear the exam questions. But for me, one thought wouldn't leave my head: what does an ordinary person actually do when there's nobody around to save them? How do you wake up every morning knowing that if you don't find fresh water or food with your own hands, you simply won't survive? Later on, during my 11th grade, I came across Julius Manuel’s channel on YouTube. If you’ve ever watched his channel, you know it doesn’t feel like someone reading out a dry school textbook or reciting bullet points from a screen. He talks through real historical expeditions, tactical war moves, and jungle hunting journals in a very direct, grounded way. Whenever I plug in my earphones at night and close my eyes, I can picture every scene clearly. When he describes someone moving through the Sundarbans, a crew sailing int...

പെയ്യാഴം

  നീ മഴത്തുള്ളികൾ സംസാരിക്കുന്നത് കേട്ടിട്ടുണ്ടോ?  ഞാൻ കേട്ടിട്ടുണ്ട്.  ചിലപ്പോൾ ഉറക്കെ ഉച്ചത്തിൽ.  ചിലപ്പോൾ പതിയെ.  ചിലപ്പോൾ സാവധാനത്തിൽ.  ഉറക്കെ സംസാരിക്കുമ്പോൾ എല്ലാവർക്കും പേടിയാ കാരണം കൂട്ടിന് ഇടിയും മിന്നലും എല്ലാം ഉണ്ടാവും.  ഞാനും പേടിച്ചിട്ടുണ്ട് ചെറുപ്പത്തിൽ.  ഇപ്പോ എന്തോ അങ്ങനെ സംസാരിക്കുന്നത് എനിക്ക് വേണ്ടിയാണ് എന്ന് തോന്നും.  മഴ സംസാരിക്കുമ്പോൾ ഞാനും സംസാരിക്കും  കാർമേഘങ്ങളും കണ്ണുകൾ പോലെയാ Aadhishyam  B. Com Computer Application  Department of Commerce  Al Shifa College of Arts and Science 

Where the Road Meets the Mist: A Journey Through Kerala’s Emerald Hills

  There are journeys that take you from one place to another, and then there are journeys that make you forget where you were headed in the first place. A ride through the winding roads of Kerala belongs to the second kind. The morning begins quietly. A soft veil of mist hangs over the landscape as the engine comes to life, its gentle purr breaking the stillness of the early hours. Ahead lies an open road, winding through sleepy villages, lush greenery, and hills waiting to be discovered. With every kilometre, the noise of everyday life fades a little further away, replaced by the simple rhythm of the road. As the journey climbs into the hills, Kerala reveals another side of itself. The scenery slowly transforms into endless shades of green—sprawling spice plantations, towering trees, winding mountain roads, and peaks disappearing into clouds of mist. The air becomes cooler and fresher, carrying with it the earthy fragrance of rain, cardamom, and the forest. Every turn seems to hol...