UNABRIDGED'S 
LITERARY EXPRESSION

By- Shreya Banerjee Edited by- Diksha Sharma It sure seems simple when you think of what a children’s fiction author or artist might have to do in their daily lives— creating talking animals who go on adventures together? Silly quests where they solve mysteries? Sounds effortless enough, don’t they? But beneath all the perceived cheer, here is what we might be missing: Creating children’s literature is the hardest job in the world. Because you must remember The small, bright

By- Kriti Edited by- Diksha Sharma An Abandoned Beauty Lost in the life of shadows, Stood my always-ending beauty. My once-colourful...

I am a cannibal. I feast on my flesh  to see what I am made of

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.

he said, “death ends a life, not a relationship,” and I keep thinking about that, how love doesn’t leave when people do. it lingers, quietly,

the moments we once clung to, the faces we once knew, they don't disappear. They settle somewhere inside, tucked away for those days when the world feels a little too empty.

18 years ago , a small girl started dreaming as high as the sky in between the walls of a big school .

This constant want to be best at whatever you are doing sucks the fun out of a lot of things.

People say time heals, but time doesn’t erase—it collects.

By Tanya Shah, BA (hons.) Geography, third year Edited by Vasvi Singhal Recently, my best friend called and asked me, “Isn’t closure...

Anger is said to be the “stairway to hell” in the Bhagavad Gita

"From lost ducks to lifelong bonds, college gave me friends, philosophy, and memories I wish this 6th semester never ends."

Growing older reveals life’s beauty in imperfection, teaching us to embrace empathy, listen deeply, and honor diverse perspectives.

It was just yesterday it seems when holding onto my father's pinky finger, as a 10 year old girl, I went giggling and jumping to fetch an ic

The air crackled with anticipation, a symphony of whispered secrets and excited giggles. We'd spend weeks counting down, each day a tiny ste

I could have really used a "how to" guide during that time. Looking back, I can understand the saying, "time heals everything."

The world is a scary place, and after a few eye-opening, soul-crushing, morale-shattering experiences, you learn to keep your eyes wide open

Have you ever found yourself longing for someone else's life—the one you envisioned for yourself?

College life and Womanhood