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Memories from March'15

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The best of Artist Address~ 3.

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They said, 'Hey, you make us read!' I was glad, I readily said; 'Oh, thank you!' They said, 'Hey, you make us dream!' I smiled and replied back, 'It's you and your dream that lightens. I'm glad, I made you realize your possessions, in your dreams.'  It was a heart to heart exchange amongst us! ---- Sketch by  Ritika Sarraf Eyes of suspicion, Yet eyes of dreams. You know not what his dreams be, For you know only of your dreams.  Wait, and think; I suggest, you to introspect. Maybe, your aspirations get wings, maybe, some work you have left, that you have forgotten, you remember that. Look around yourself, and complete yourself, for you have the power to do so. You're the one responsible for your happiness, your sadness, you're the power, look into yourself, and find yourself. What you really want, your heart knows all that.  Listen to your heart, is all what I am saying to you. That's peace ...

Felt and said!

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Many a days stretched by, Many a moments combined, Your smile, your grace, touched me, to become a part of me and you progressed each day, to make a part of yours in me. Inwards and outward of me, that I take thine name; I can feel close to you that I call you mine. Some people call me, they tell me that as I write upon, you are my muse. I know not what to say to them, when I feel you don't only make me write but you have also taught me how to live. That you're so special to me, that you complete me in our incomplete story. That in not being mine, you have been mine and vice versa. Such is our bond to be in reality. Gagandeep Singh Vaid

Spring Fever 2015 (Delhi)

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I had heard lots about him, this author. Every girl talks about his novels. Today, luckily I got to attend his interactive session at the Spring Fever 2015. He's one of the best-selling novelists of India. Starting with his first novel, 'Of course I love you' he made a mark in the reading circle. School, college going students grabbed his novels and soon there was no one who hadn't read Durjoy Dutta's novels.  Durjoy Dutta, started writing at the age of twenty and by the age of twenty one, had his first novel published. It became an instant success, and as Durjoy points out; how he had used his real life instances in his first novel, to how he had to hide from his parents' the very fact that their son had become a writer. It's a story of Durjoy that is a journey in itself. The journey from being an ordinary Engineering student at the Delhi College of Engineering to becoming an author of ten novels and scripting three television shows in just seven years...

a ray of Hope~

no one was ever born perfect, for that there was life, to cast one's journey towards the light, the light towards the goal,  of reaching perfection, through imperfection. for, that was the only one, Way~

Some lessons from the day..

Night pervades home, with the lessons from the day. Her light was the ending of the last moonlight, this early morning. Her light is the starting of this moonlight, this night. She had come, she has left now; just I am left to witness the show, her presence, her essence, absorbed in this wind now. She's gone now, and won't return, this had been the lesson of the day.

Madrigal'15 Dyal Singh College(M)

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The English Department of Dyal Singh College(M), recently had its very first English Literary Festival,  Madrigal 2015  on the 12-13th March in the college auditorium. Madrigal is the name taken from 14th century which originated in Northern Italy and it is a form of vocal chamber music. The title sponsor for Madrigal 2015 was,  K.K. LEE, KHAN MARKET.  Day-1 (Highlights)  The colourful and lively decorations in the auditorium and foyer gave way to the positive vibes that set the mood for the day. The Chief Guest for the festival, Dr. Anannya Dasgupta who is best known for her poetry and her blog  Dai ly Riyaaz  recited few of her poems. The poems had a touch of reality with a poem on 'Delhi Metro' and one,  'Ode to Delhi's driver'. The audience enjoyed the poetry reading very much by the chief guest, and the budding poets in the audience surely got to learn a lot from her. The anchor, Vasudha rightly said;...