Re-Binging In Quarantine: Why Re-Reading Harry Potter was my favorite part of this summer by Kasvi Malhotra
My zoom-tired eyes flitted across my childhood bedroom once again landing on my makeshift bookshelf bang in the middle of my cupboard. Specifically, it landed on my hand-me-down, slightly battered copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows as different parts of my brain heaved a collective sigh. ‘Again?’ ‘Well, it has been a while’ … Continue reading Re-Binging In Quarantine: Why Re-Reading Harry Potter was my favorite part of this summer by Kasvi Malhotra
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Finding Magic in the Mundane by Aarohi Sheth
Finding Magic in the Mundane: How Walking Saved My Mental Health during Quarantine All the houses in Cerritos, CA look the same. They’re all earth-toned suburban structures with perfectly manicured lawns and driveways lined with rose bushes. Simple, but predictable, much like everything else in the city: there’s a huge auto square, a shopping center… Continue reading Finding Magic in the Mundane by Aarohi Sheth
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Chef Arjun
Feb 21st, 2019 I’m not sure why I decided to start my culinary career with fried chicken, but as so many of my friends love to remind me, it makes for a good story. Of course, being the idiot freshmen that we were, we started the chicken with no idea of what to do. One… Continue reading Chef Arjun
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Feelings of Yesterday by Ashwin Sriram
With this track, I wanted to convey the emotions I feel during isolation. Each day feels like the next and there’s so much time to overthink which can create a cluttered mind. Whenever I’m trapped inside my own thoughts, I try and write them down to get them out of my system. When I wake… Continue reading Feelings of Yesterday by Ashwin Sriram
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Let Me Not to the Passage of True Time by Aashna Majmudar
Let me not to the passage of true time Admit impediments. Time is not time Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O no! it is an ever-flying lark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the breeze to every wand’ring bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although… Continue reading Let Me Not to the Passage of True Time by Aashna Majmudar
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Tomorrow by Nandini Talwar
tomorrow will come quickly and sun’s light will stream through my warm body again. for now, i hold my body close in the gentle, foggy evening, the wind tugging on my armhairs, calling me to feast. a feast of nothing, with heated purpose of stillness. the sound is nothingness, like when I am supine on… Continue reading Tomorrow by Nandini Talwar
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Rooted by Aaryana Kunte
Let me preface this by saying I wish I had an objectively cooler quarantine activity to write about. My sourdough starter came and went a sticky mess, no 6-pack has emerged from my torso, and I still suck at juggling. My two options for this are plants and knitting; strap yourselves in for a wild… Continue reading Rooted by Aaryana Kunte
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