Shraddha's Writings

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The change in political attitude demands the renaming of the Minto hall- but why is it important to salvage the name?

Bhopal has a very rich and vibrant atmosphere both socially and politically. It has a very distinctive place in history, being the only princely state with four generations of female monarchs or known as begums.

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When we say that art is a reflection of reality, it must also be true that art is a means of producing reality's harsher aspects such as bigotry, intolerance, and prejudice.

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30th October 2010. I was quite young then, probably in the fourth standard. My father had gotten transferred to a quaint town in Tamil Nadu called Madurai. We had been living there for almost two years now, but I had never seen an incident like this before.

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I woke up from a trance-like state. I was sitting on a long wooden bench. I stood up, barefoot, the concrete floor felt like ice beneath my feet.

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I could feel my heart pounding against my chest heavily, to the rhythm of the pounding on my back door. My mind was racing through the events that had transpired in the past few weeks. I felt a chill run down my skin...I was going to die!

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As Ved opened his eyes, he could feel the world spinning around him. Lying on the sofa, he stared at the running fan on the ceiling. He felt as if his head would split open. As he sat up, he started to remember the previous night.

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