UNABRIDGED'S 
LITERARY EXPRESSION

We leave fragments of ourselves in every place we touch—echoes in old streets, laughter in gardens, and whispers carried by the sea. These remnants, both fleeting and eternal, are ghosts of who we once were. They resurface in moments of pause, reminding us of innocence, joy, and belonging. Though scattered across places and people, these pieces shape who we are—and someday, perhaps, they may come together again.

The Lightning Thief on screen dazzled with effects but faltered on heart. By aging up Percy and reshaping the story, it lost the innocence, wit, and voice that made millions of readers proudly call themselves half-bloods.

-Devika Aji Unabridged, the bookclub of Kamala Nehru College conducted a highly successful and interactive workshop featuring author...