I remember what the warning told me long ago. "It has the power to bring forth a vicious, bloodthirsty enemy and a helpful ally. Make the right choice, or take your chances with death."
Thank you so much for reading! We start back off right where we left, with our character finding their health bar.
I freeze. What… am I?
What is ‘PLAYER: GL!TC#” even supposed to mean? I’ve been pondering over this for too long. I should go
do
something. Ah, I just realised, I haven’t eaten a single thing since I got here! Though I can’t say
there
were many options o pick from to eat. All I remember from the kitchen is its clean granite slabs. And
the
horrible smelling fridge. Maybe I should head back to see if they have anything for me to snack on
Wait – I haven’t even been hungry since I got here. I don’t remember feeling hungry or thirsty
at
any point since I woke up from the room a while ago. Speaking of, how long has it been since then? A
couple
hours? I look around, hunting for a clock, but there’s none to been seen. Right. I forgot time doesn’t
exist
here. Everything is so confusing in this new place.
I head on over to the kitchen, careful to stay away from the stove to avoid a repeat of last time. God,
my
hands are probably in worse blisters by now- huh? I’m turning my hands over, but there isn’t even a
trace of
the burn marks that were there before. What…?
I stop at the kitchen when it strikes me. Health. Percentage. It was down at 70% when my hands were
freshly
burnt, and as the pain reduced, the percentage went up. Does this mean… my state of health affects the
bar
above me?
This is extremely interesting. I can now keep track of exactly how healthy I am! I wonder what the bar
would
read if I caught a cold. Wait, I want to test my theory. Does me being healthy really affect the
percentage?
I slam down on the counter, so hard that my hand turns red, and whip my head up to catch the percentage
before it changes again. Sure enough, the bar’s almost close to full, at 99%. By the time I look down at
my
hand to make sure it’s okay and back up, the bar’s back at a perfect percentage. Huh.
Just as before, the kitchen’s as empty as ever. There’s a couple plants lined up neatly beside the
fridge,
and plenty of colourful porcelain mugs hanging from wooden hangers on the wall. I wonder what the mugs
are
even there for, seeing as there isn’t anything to drink. Apart from water, maybe. That reminds me - I
should
get some water. It’s been a while since I had any. I lean over to grab a mug from its hanger and fill it
up
with tap water, even though I’m not really thirsty. I gulp it all down in one go, and I feel nothing.
Nothing’s changed, nothing’s new. Well, I suppose water doesn’t do anything to me.
Right as I walk out, I hear some suspicious sounds coming from the direction of the rooms. I
almost
rush over to see what it is, till I remember what the warning told me long ago. ”It has the power to
bring
forth a vicious, bloodthirsty enemy and a helpful ally. Make the right choice, or take your chances with
death.
I don’t know what’s hiding behind those doors… I don’t think I want to set free whatever’s
rustling
behind those doors. Oh no, it’s getting louder! What do I do?!
Author’s note: Apologies for the shorter chapter! Here are the different routes in which our character
can proceed.
A) Go all out to help the person/creature behind the door open up, and trust in
the fact that the one that’s behind the door could be the helpful ally that the note talks about.
B) Find a place to hide. You don’t know what’s coming out, or (if the time came) if
you’d survive a fight with whatever came out.
C) Search for weapons. You never know if you are powerful enough to survive a fight,
but that doesn’t mean you’ll back down and try to hide.
Do leave your votes in the comments, on our Instagram at (@zeparticle), or on our
twitter(@ze_particle), and we’d love to see the reasons you have for choosing the option you did!
Brother, I just wanted to tell you that someone once told me that death was for cowards.
The Big Apple is a strange place. Here we were, heading to fight doomsday, and there the teens were
messaging each other things like- Yo, man, how ya doin’? / Fine. How ya? / Great! And skateboarding to
school. We headed straight for Evil’s place.
We didn’t need to go there. Evil came for us with a dragon, who she patiently explained was called Kyro
(‘Do
not insult my dragon, fool! He is called Kyro the Avenger!’), along with her cronies, Rebel, Alatar,
Strength, Confidence and Mr. Croc. I simply gawked at Mr. Croc, whom I was so sure Chaos had killed.
That explained it all. Realization dawned on me. They had Death.
‘What, Son of Moral, are you surprised? Who can conquer us now that we have Death?’ Rebel and a few
others
sniggered. That was when I knew we were fighting a losing cause.
‘Let’s get to the fighting, shall we, Evil?’ Moral intervened.
‘Why, son, we shall! Chivalrous as always. Asks permission to begin a fight.’ She turned to the young
blue wizard. ‘Alatar, would you do the honors, please?’
A click of his wand, and a legion of undead zombies appeared. ‘More, aunt?’
‘This is enough, Alatar. Send the armies. Tell them to go for Chaos first.’
‘Done!’
The armies advanced towards us. Moral, Happiness, me and Fortune arranged ourselves in a circle
around Chaos to protect him. Occasionally, three or four zombies would separate and single out
Chaos.
In that case, he held his own until we could regroup around him. He’d stare funny at one, and the
zombie he stared at would hit himself against another zombie, knocking them both down in one go.
After- I think- three rounds of this, Evil said, ‘Enough! I will take care of Chaos myself! Let him test
his
skill against his dear mother and not some unworthy zombies!’
Immediately, some zombies pulled us away. Fortune, however, broke free of their grasp and sprinted to
fight
beside Chaos, who was now taking care of Evil all by himself. Evil catcalled him. ‘Oh, son, you are too
late
save your dear brother.’ With a mighty roar, just as Fortune was by his side, Chaos fell down, retching
and
vomiting blood, clutching his stomach. Fortune unwrapped his brother’s tee shirt and looked into it. It
was
a heavy wound. ‘I- I may not survive- argh! – today, brother- I just wanted to tell you that– that- that
someone once told me- that- death- death was for cowards.’
‘Still the same old Chaos, aren’t ya? Well, you know what, brother? Even if I said that, I never said
that
death would not be avenged.’
‘This is my last- last request- make Evil pay.’
Chaos dropped, dead.
‘No! EVIL, YOU SHALL PAY! I shall avenge my brother!’ Tears glittering in his eyes, Fortune launched
himself
at Evil. Caught unaware, the two gods went grappling down the road. Seconds later, I heard
Fortune’s voice let out a scream. Struggling, I escaped the zombie’s grasp and ran down the road.
Fortune was dead. I sprinted back, panicking.
‘Escape, y’all! Mom, dad, Death, escape! Fortune’s dead!’
Saying it out loud hurt me, and tears sprang into my eyes. Wiping them away, I leapt off to catch up to
Moral, Happiness, and Death, who were calling out to me to come and hold Moral so that we could fly
away.
Casting a long, sad backward glance at the two dead gods, I leapt into Moral’s arms, and we flew away
into
the arms of safety.
…to be continued in edition 11
Life is like a maze. You keep getting lost. Often you think you find your way, but..
We’re very curious about you, tell us about yourselves!
V: My name’s V, I'm in 12th grade. I like singing, I learn piano, I like arts and crafts, and I study,
but only sometimes. I really love sports, like golf, football, and then swimming and running, but I'm an
overall athlete and I'm interested in everything, golf is my main sport.
J: Hi, I'm J, but I go by jaya. I love football a lot, and I love writing. Somehow, I end up being the
only one to submit articles for our school yearbook from my class! I dance too, I've taken part in many
school events related to dance. This year I attended our school’s Shipwreck and reached the finals. I'm
a bio student and a neet aspirant. I'm into sports, and I love being a leader.
2. J, do you believe in zodiac signs and the things that they symbolise?
J: I'm the sort of person who doesn't really believe in astrology, but I think it does influence me.
Occasionally when I come across ‘zodiac’ posts on instagram, I find that the traits they list there
apply to me, like being attention seeking, or outgoing, or anything really. So while it does influence
me, I don't fully believe in them.
3. V, who do you look up to as a mentor or an inspiration?
V: Everyone in my family is a complete inspiration to me. Starting from my parents who’ve worked hard
from a very young age to be where they are, to both my sisters. My older sister is currently an
international cricketer, the vice captain of the US team. She’s really someone to look up to for me. My
eldest sister is doing great as well, and she’s got a lot of accomplishments under her name. She used to
be a teacher, is a yoga and swim team instructor, endorses donating to cancer patients and the cruelty
free programme, realising the positive effects it had, inspiring me too recently to go vegan. So, yes.
My family is my main source of inspiration.
4. V, what do you do in your free time?
V: my hobbies range from anything related to music, and I love writing as well! I've written two books
so far, and both of them are up on the internet. One of them is actually a novela, based in 1950s
madras, and about the wars going on then.
5. J and V, as the ASPL and Sports Sec. of our school you both have the power to change the
students’ lives, even if it is a minor change. What do you plan to do with that power?
J: Of course, I want to be a friendly leader, who’s approachable. I want to let people know that they
can come to me with any ideas or suggestions they have. With my ‘power’, I want to learn my fellow
students' and teachers’ opinions, and do as much for them and the school as I can. Of course as a Sports
Sec., I want to develop the overall sport in our school. There are many sports that are more recognized,
and I want to take our school forward with them. At the same time there are many differences within our
sport, like only the boys have a cricket team, and only the girls have badminton teams, and I want to
make that as equal as possible. I believe that if a sport exists, it should be open to everyone.
So basically when we were in seventh grade, the boys got to play interclass football and basketball
matches, while the girls only got to play basketball. I thought we could play interclass football too,
so i went directly to request our *pt teacher* to hold football matches for us too. In the beginning, he
wasn't willing, as he believed girls wouldn't be interested in football, but after a week of persuasion
he finally gave in and we had our first girls football interclass match. However, the harder part was
getting more girls to come and play in the match, but we finally did succeed in that too. 7C ended up
winning that year, my class!
5. V: I always thought that only being the spl meant something, but after coming into the position of
aspl, I see now how much power I still hold, and how people respect me just the same. I'm also able to
accomplish the same things I would have been able to do as the spl. One of my biggest ideas was creating
the student council which I was able to go forward with. So I'm lending all of my power to all my
juniors, which I think is the best way to use my power.I also want to fix the sanitation of all the
bathrooms. As a part of my campaign I actually asked people about changes they'd want to see in the
school if I was voted as the spl. Yes, it's given that I can't do everything, but I am so glad that I
can take up a majority of the changes even as aspl.
Team p: we can assure you that our grade loves your idea and will certainly take forward the student
council idea.
V: That means the world to me! I'm so happy that this will be carried on even after I graduate.
6. J, do you have any words of advice for aspiring leaders?
J: I have only one word of advice for them - be approachable. If you're approachable and friendly, you
will end up making a great leader. They are an essential part of what makes you a good leader.Talk to
everyone, every single person. Treat them all equally, and take in all their ideas and suggestions and
everything they share with you with an open mind. Basically, eradicate partiality. I talk from personal
experience, and trust me, you don't want anyone to feel left out if you are their leader.
Another thing you should have is the ability to implement ideas strongly. If you have a plan, make sure
to execute it completely, and go as far as you can to make sure it happens. You can't be weak about what
you want to change as a leader. To match, you need to dream big and have aspirations for the people and
the cause you lead as well. In short, if you're approachable, friendly, ambitious and driven, you’ll
make a wonderful leader.
7. V and J, today the two of you play huge roles in the leadership of vm. Where do you think
you’ll continue being a leader past our school?
V: Of course, our next step is college, but I think even in the smallest things - as a captain, or
leading a sports team, or something similar. I’d like to continue being a leader even there. In the
larger respect, I hope to be the boss of my own company at one point, perhaps the ceo. Even a middle
management role would be amazing for me, as I could use whatever power I have then for the best. I still
want to continue doing what I believe is good, as well as ensuring that the people I lead over are happy
as well. I also want people to have the power to make changes they believe in and do what they want to.
J: In contrast to that, one of the main reasons I want to become a doctor is because being a doctor is
one of the few professions that doesn't outright involve a leader or a boss. You can even have your own
clinic! However, I do think I'd love to continue being a leader in some form or the other. Recently, I
heard that events in college come with ‘class reps’ who lead the projects, and I'd love to be in that
position in college too. I enjoy volunteering and being a leader, so wherever I go I think that will
stay with me. I'd even say it’s a part of my character I can never let go of.
8. V, what is a quote that you live by?
V: If anything, it’d be ‘It’s not about me, it’s about the world around me.’ That's what I live by! I
don't do much for myself, just plenty for the people around me. For example, I’ve started the student
council for the school, to let people know that everyone can do things for people around them.
9. J, what is one of the biggest things you’ve done for our school as the sports sec?
J: I’d say more than what we’ve done, what we will do is of more importance. Even though we have only
about six months left in vidya mandir, we want to change as much as we can to better our school and make
it more student friendly. Ask us this question in six months, and we'll give you a whole list.We have
big plans, and we hope we can see them being implemented too!
10. To finish off, we have the most important question for you. What do you think life
is?
V: life is like a maze. You keep getting lost. Often you think you find your way, but you just hit a
dead end. Life is really just a bunch of dead ends, isn't it? Then finally, you hit the last dead end.
People call it death or something. (not to be the pessimist, but what if you make it out of the maze?)
Then you just get into another one. And that’s the full circle right there.
J: Honestly, I think life as a whole is just ironic. The things you used to love don't seem as appealing
anymore, and things you used to hate are things you miss now. It starts from always wanting to go out,
or meet your friends, but after a point all you want to do is focus on yourself. Not just this, there's
quite a few more you’ll find if you look closely. Something I think everyone with siblings would
understand is wanting to spend time with your siblings now. Maybe when you were younger they always
called you to join them, but you just had better things to do, and now you want to hang out with them
but in turn, they are busy too, and you regret missing the opportunities you got with them. It would
have made them happy, but we just missed out. I think the people who give us the most affection and love
end up being the people we ignore the most, and we just don't realise that for a long, long time.
It sounds more like a
regret but the thing is you realise it
finally after going through a set of things
which taught you life lessons.
So basically, when you say life is ironic, it
means that at one time you were
blank and it was hard for you but
another time after going through
hardships and after learning
with life lessons the next time you
get it, you know how to handle it and you feel
great in the same situation again, isn't
that ironical?
Also, thank you so much for having us! I really enjoyed the interview and interacting with you.
Said the Duck to the Kangaroo,
‘Good gracious! how you hop!
Over the fields and the water too,
As if you never would stop!
My life is a bore in this nasty pond,
And I long to go out in the world beyond!
I wish I could hop like you!’
Said the Duck to the Kangaroo.
- Edward Lear
It's kind of scary to step back for a moment and just be alone with nothing at all but your thoughts. But I use this oppurtunity for making 3am :)
Hello, I want to thank some of my friends, Aravind and Bhargavi from the Particle team and Aayush a
member of
the Blah for helping me with this edition’s Brain Factory produce I’m kind of running out of ideas
:skull:
What if humans had absolute full control over every part of their body? Like we do, but we just can’t
bring
ourselves to do certain things like lick our elbows or maybe even move our muscles in a certain way- I
feel
like life would be easier- or not idk the thought of being capable of doing 40 push ups sounds cool.
What if Eve was infertile.
When you eat a burger do you slightly push the patty off
the
burger, just a small bit so that when you’re done with the burger you have a small piece of patty to end
the
meal with- If you do, you’re a cool human being. I do this with all my food, like, keep a little bit of
the
best part for the last to end the meal on the best part. My friend Aravind calls this TLB- The Last
Bite.
Pizza and pasta would actually go pretty good together. Like pasta as a pizza topping- or
pieces of
pizza in the pasta?
When Santa delivers gifts, he doesn’t actually do it for 12 hours, he
actually
does it for 24 hours- but it’s only a night, because of the various time zones- I feel like that was
obvious
but just had to be stated. Also does he do some kind of strategic planning with the elves because I
would
love to take a look into the list and the order in which he gives the gifts-
How do I wake up
and
forget my dream within seconds- like it’s always on the tip of my tongue but I can’t guess what it is.
But
then somehow later in the day it all comes back to me and I can remember everything clearly, I even have
a
journal filled with my dreams it’s a pretty one to jot down dreams and maybe draw a few too- you should
try.
Cannibals wouldn’t be good friends to hang out with. What if one of them got hungry-
Do
y’all also have those moments when you sit on the couch at night, and then feel tired and sleepy, and
decide
to sleep. But you get into bed, put on the blanket and switch off the light. Suddenly, you don’t feel
sleepy
at all and have a billion thoughts and how you forgot to do that one important thing that you told
yourself
to do the night before? I really hate when this happens but then again I use this opportunity for 3am
thoughts so I guess it all works out well-
Showers. The place where imagination soars. Well,
for me
at least. I'm not kidding- The same applies for when you go to sleep. You suddenly think of a million
things
at once and just can't fall asleep.
Continuing - showers are the one place where I have no
mental
stimulation at all and it’s really calming to be alone with your thoughts and it’s nice to have that
time to
just think because all the other times I’m caught up in something, even when I’m going to sleep I either
put
on some music or go to sleep because I’m that tired. With that being said it’s also kind of scary to
step
back for a moment and just be alone with nothing at all but your thoughts-
Coder’s note: I have
no
idea how you execute this so- favourite unnie aka our editor asked paddy if he had a stellar idea for
the
gRaNd tEnTh eDiTiOn but paddy didn’t, so now you get to use your imagination to fill in a legendary
thought
here and if you like, share it with us in the comment section. Bhargavi if you see this we conspired
against
you to add this in :)
that is all – see you next edition :>>
If I had four eggs, a thief gave me three, and my rooster laid five more, how many eggs do I have?
How many letters are in the alphabet? (Hint: the answer to this one isn’t 26!)
Walk on the living, and not a single sound, but walk on the dead and they groan and grumble. What are
they?
what is the height of dehydration?
What is the height of fashion?
p.s: we'll post the answers in the comment section later!
We needed to get out of here, fast. There was no way out, as the monster kept blowing out the fire, and moved extremely swiftly in the dark.
We entered the forest. Our first problem was a big, giant wall, which was paper-thin. “What kind of an
obstacle is this? I’m sure even the backside of my sword could pierce this thin wall.” said Leo. He was
wrong. No matter how much he stabbed, he couldn’t pierce the thin white wall. Amber had a go too, but
not
even her bullets left a dent. I tried blasting it with ice, fire and electricity at the same time, but
it
STILL didn’t work.
Then, Amber got a brainwave. She told us to combine our weapons and then attack the wall. Leo tapped his
wand on Amber’s sword and thorny branches grew. I flamed up Amber’s sword (though the branches
surprisingly
didn’t burn up). She shot at the wall, while also stabbing the thorny-flaming-gun-sword. Leo formed
exploding berries in his hand, and threw them at the wall, while I bonked the wall with the sharp sides
of
the sapphire, occasionally setting the wall on ice.
It still didn’t work.
Then we tried attacking at the same time. The wall tore, as if it was made by paper.
“Gosh,” said Leo, “if this is some childish ‘Teamwork is Amazing!’ kind of thing, I swear- “
“Looks like it is.” I said.
We walked deeper into the forest. We could only go in a straight line, as there was some invisible
barrier
blocking us from going the other way, and even when we tried the same thing we did on the paper wall, it
didn’t work. Then came our next problem, and it was a big maze. But this was no normal maze.
Firstly, we couldn’t fly to the top (oh, I forgot, Arbeal taught me how to fly, holding my staff
backwards,
and forming wind blowing down), because there was another barrier. Secondly, the barrier was not
invisible,
so inside the maze it was really dark, but I just set a stick lying on the ground on fire, so we had a
torch.
The walls of the maze were of dark grey stone. It looked a lot like a tunnel. To ensure that we
didn’t get lost, Leo created some sort of glowing weed, and threw pieces on the ground as we walked, so
we
wouldn’t go back to where we were. Then it happened.
We walked a step, and suddenly we were shifted somewhere else in the maze.
“Uh, Adam, what just- “
“LOOK OUT!” I said, as a huge metal saw passed over our head. Thank goodness Leo ducked in time. “What
the-
“
“Does this maze have a mind of its own?” Amber asked.
“Is that even possible?” I mumbled. Little did I know, much worse things were possible.
“Oh, you haven’t seen the half of it.”
So now, we had no idea where we were. We knew that the maze wasn’t safe anymore, we couldn’t backtrack
our
steps because we shifted somewhere else, and also that it was even darker here. The silver lining? There
was
only one way, straight.
We walked ahead, and it got even darker, so we found and another piece of wood and lit its tip.
Did
I forget to tell you that the maze had its own life? A cold wind blew, and our torches were put out. Now
we
had no light. Yay. We heard small grunts behind us, along with creaks like metal. Turning around
immediately, Amber drew her weapon. Leo and I followed suit. We felt a swift gust of wind, and suddenly,
Amber’s cheek was mildly bleeding. Something cut her. I lit my torch again, and for a brief moment, I
saw a
monster.
It was around a few feet taller than us. It was shaped weirdly, like an actual stickman, minus the head.
So
it was basically like the trunk of a tree, but metal and grey, with even darker grey arms and legs. It
said,
“grrr”, but with a creaky and deep voice.
Then my torch went out.
As I lit it again, we saw the monster again, but it was elsewhere, behind us. The torch went out again.
This
time, the monster cut the side of Leo’s left arm. It must’ve been deep, because Leo screamed in pain for
a
second. I lit the torch again.
“What the-”
Whoosh. My torch went out once again. At this point, it was getting annoying. I threw the torch
aside, and set the sapphire of my staff on fire.
This time, I saw the monster attack.
It didn’t move at all, but it revealed what it used to attack Leo and Amber. It reached out its claw of
a
hand, and tried to scratch me. My torch went out again, and something scratch me really badly in the
chest.
It stung like crazy, and as I lit my staff again, the monster was in yet another direction. The cut felt
like poison, which I suspected it was. We needed to get out of here, fast. There was no way out, as the
stupid monster kept blowing out the fire, and moved extremely swiftly in the dark.
Unless…
I knew what to do.
“Leo, throw the glowing weed on the floor, now!”
“Why?”
“JUST DO IT!” I yelled.
And so he did. I expected something to happen, and it did.
…to be continued in edition 11
I’d love to begin by quoting from the Harry Potter series, where Professor Dumbledore says,
“Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the
light.”
Covid-19, as we all know, has changed the lives of many, mostly for the worse. As a middle school
student who has been unable to go to school for a year, I miss my friends, teachers and school
environment the most. The school is a second home to school kids, and schools being shut down has had a
severe effect on poor children. While I’m able to interact with my teachers and friends through digital
means, I regret that children from rural areas and poor homes did not have such a privilege. I
understand this well because my father works closely to uplift education for children from very backward
rural areas through a voluntary organisation named Asha for Education. Asha for Education helps
government schools in rural areas by appointing teachers, supports the mid-day meal scheme, provides
books and uniforms and funds building repairs and libraries for students.
Before Covid-19, I have had several chances to interact with school children from these areas. So, I
would like to share the story of Asha’s mini schools that have struggled to help such children continue
their learning.
When the virus came to India January last year, all public places were closed. After a few months,
private schools started online classes. But what about government schools supported by Asha? The
children in those schools didn’t have electronic devices like phones and computers to attend online
classes. Asha volunteers understood the importance of continued learning during the pandemic and decided
to start small schools in villages where the teachers lived. At first, the plan was for students to
gather in small batches at school with social distancing and masks. But the plan did not work as the
government declared that schools had to be shut down. The program then thought of sending the children
to the teachers houses but quickly realised that some of the houses were too small to accommodate the
students even in batches. They found an innovative solution to this problem by asking the teachers to
conduct classes in public spaces like nearby temples or under trees.
Asha faced a number of challenges to run mini schools. Teachers found it difficult to travel to the
villages at times, there were not enough teachers, safety precautions were hard to follow and funding
during Covid-19 was very hard to raise.
There were miracles in between, however. When the pandemic eased, one Asha teacher used her tiny home
that housed seniors and her mother helped prepare food for the children who came to learn. Her husband
helped buy teaching materials too!
Asha gave importance to safety first with the use of masks, hand washing and distancing.
A short time after the first mini schools started in June, 12 mini- schools were already operational!
Volunteers, however, could not bring mini schools to Chennai because of the swift spread of the virus.
Since the start of the development of the mini-schools, 18 of these schools started functioning, across
Thiruvallur, Thoothukudi and Villupuram districts. As these projects went on, many teachers who
travelled to nearby towns asked if they could establish mini-schools in their villages which were not
under the Asha program and the organisation helped them. The Asha for Education program has done wonders
for not only these poor children. But this would not have been successful without great effort and
sacrifice from teachers, their families and the families of the children who participated.
These people remembered to turn on the light, didn’t they?
Varsha: Our amazing comic illustrator! She finds inspiration in the small, vague
details
hidden in the world, and incorporates them into her everything.
Jyotsna: The first to introduce the bob obsession, she’s the peacekeeper (I see you
hunger
games fans), is on the tranquil side of our team, and writes stellar articles.
Aadhav: our talented pianist! He loves anything musical, from singing to of course,
playing
the piano. He loves sports too, and is an avid Agatha Christie fan.
Moukthika: Our Artist! Her art skills are next level - Even buzzfeed agrees that she’s
artsy and she cooks really well.
Bhargavi: She’s our editor and personal kpop spammer; expert at burning toast. She’s
also
everyone’s (self proclaimed) favourite unnie.
Vedika: The one team member who’s up before the sun with a smile, she’s our motivator.
She’s a part of our photography gang, and contributes art and articles every other edition too!
Aravind: Fellow youtube animator addict, he's known to be talkative and lighten the
mood
anywhere he goes! He contributes both articles and stories.
Paddy: known by the name ‘Evil.’, he’s our evil, chaotic teammate. He’s the inventor of
a
language we’re proud to use. He talks equally as often as Favorite Unnie, and is the author of the
regular
section, 3 am brain factory produce.
Sriram: A voracious reader with his interest in a variety of genres, his fingers can do
magic with both pen and brush. He loves cooking and eats cricket for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Anhiti: The youngest here, she makes the website for the particle. Famous for
convincing
us to save the reefs – budding artist and author. (Don’t tell her, but she’s basically kpop spammer
#2.)
