Meet 5 : Conflict

4 December, 2016 The meet started off with a discussion on what the term `conflict' means and interpretations ranged from `sangharsh' (struggle) for rights to confrontation to  what results when varying perspectives collide. Conflict was recognised to be both external and...

I Rise, I Rise

  This poem by  Maya  Angelou is  a defiant cry in the face of racial discrimination You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise....

Our Second Meet. On `Loss’

1 Oct., 2016 The theme was Loss .... and boy, did we see different shades and interpretations of it in the selections presented! 1. Cinderella. By Roald Dahl I guess you think you know this story. You don't. The real one's...

When Great Trees Fall

By Maya Angelou When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and...