Scent of the rain

Short Story by Akansha Bhardwaj (Entry No. 4)

Strong winds blow my hair from my face, soothing my body. Giving me the feeling of someone being there, patting my head as if saying: “it’s okay”, “you’re okay”. Being in the rain, staring at the clouds, brings back the memories of those days where I used to slide across the rooftop with my brother, carefree and spirited. The scent of rain used to reach us way before the rain ever did. The excited giggles that used to fill up our home, the loud footsteps and shrieking, betting on who would reach the rooftop first, are now mere memories I look back on.

Were those the good days? I wonder, now standing on the very same rooftop with the absence of those footsteps and a presence of silence that defines my closed-off relationship with my brother, the same scent of rain brings me solace as if telling me to let go. And so, I step into the pouring rain. It feels nice, cold and warm at the same time.

My clothes stick to my body, and then I laugh. I laugh as I feel the rain around me, making me wish I was a child again. The rain does this to me, making me feel whole. I question myself did I change or was it, my brother, that now we won’t even look at each other? Did we finally grow up? Was this how growing up feels like? Is it time to let go of my childish wish for my brother to once again push me across this rooftop that now I stand on? The rain hits me hard this time, bringing me back to reality, me standing alone in the middle of my rooftop. I lay down and close my eyes, letting the rain and its scent make me feel safe again. That’s where I am now: a safe place, lying with my eyes closed with no worries about what tomorrow brings with it, where I can cry and blame it upon the rain. Ah, I think to myself, “if I could stop the time, now would be the perfect timing”. It feels ticklish, though now that I’m laying down facing those dark clouds, afraid of the thunders that are sure to come by any second now. I think to myself, “I better get up and head downstairs”.


“Are you planning on staying there forever?” I hear.


Keeping my eyes closed, I smile to myself, recognizing that irritating voice. If I open my eyes now, would he know that I had cried or would he too pretend to blame the rain? I hear footsteps. Not long after, I feel the warmth of a body lying down beside me. I turn my head and look at him. He sure did grow a lot, looking tired from the last time I met him. I feel him grabbing my hand and squeezing it.


“How did we end up like this?” he said.
We stayed like that for a long time until we could hear our parents shouting for us to come down.
We laugh hearing those familiar words.


“It feels nice,” he says, and hearing him say this, I could feel the melancholy leaving my body just like that.
“It sure does,” I reply, and as the thunder starts to hit, we get up to leave.
I turn back and look up at the skies and think, “maybe not that much has changed” the feeling of a hand squeezing mine, I turn back to look at my brother looking down at me with warmth in his eyes, and I smile back.
The scent of rain that lingers after the rain now holds memories of my home feeling whole once again.

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Viewer Discretion Required: The Reality of ‘New’ media

Importance of Viewer Discretion to cope up with prevailing media bias

You switch on the news channel and see a person shouting at the highest of his lungs trying his best to make you think that the establishment is ‘always’ right. You flip the channel and are welcomed by a man who barely resembles Imran Khan, mimicking the Pakistani PM. Yet one more channel flip and comes a person on your TV screen, taking sarcastic digs at the screaming anchor while propagating his agenda.

News media in today’s context holds a particularly complex place. While there is no denying that in a democratic country, journalism and news act as power balancers and checkers. The commercialisation of news that has come up to be the truth as a consequence of competition and TRP races, has caused sensationalisation of stories. So something like PM visiting his mother is given more coverage than a crucial subject. Not just this but the increasing competition has also led to journalism counting on political parties for funds, thus biased news presentation.

Social Media: The New News Source
Social Media: The New News Source

For a short time, social media sites were considered the perfect successor. Since social media didn’t believe TRP’s, it had been assumed that bias wouldn’t seep in there. But social media comes with its perils. In some other context, the ‘personalised content’ trait of Social Media would be appreciated but within the context of stories, personalised content causes you to sleep in a bubble. You’ll be shown the content, you engage the foremost with. So if you follow leftist accounts, your opinion will progress from what’s shown as facts on those accounts. Which entirely kills the motive of stories within the first place. News should only present events as they’re happening. What to form of it should dwell in the hands of the audience, which, unfortunately, isn’t the case, right now. Social Media has also caused a faster spread of lies. Independent journalism, that became a fad with youngsters like Dhruv Rathee and Pratik Sinha could have brought change but even then the importance of viewer discretion can’t be neglected.

Need of the hour is that the ‘spectator’ becomes the ‘questioner’.

Ravish Kumar, Journalist, NDTV

The circumstances that we live in mandates every citizen to actively pursue true news. To become what they call, “active citizens”. To understand everything about everything and keep an open mind with well-formed opinions. As a citizen of a democratic country like India, it’s our responsibility to not just receive news but actively engage with it. We can not stop watching the news altogether since it’s only when we hear differing opinions that we get to introspect and see if we truly believe in what we are saying. The trick is to seek out a balance between the consumption of news and it’s analysis.

Nikita Murder Case;THE TRAGEDY OF FARIDABAD

A 20-year-old girl, Nikita was shot dead by two men outside Aggarawal college, in broad daylight.

On 26th October, Nikita, a B.Com final year student, resident of Sanjay Colony in sector 23 in Faridabad, went to her college for her examinations. When she came out of the premises, she had an encounter with two men.
The whole incident was captured in the CCTV, which shows that one accused had his face covered.
The two men try to push her inside the white car, to which she is seen resisting.
Soon when she is seen to continue offering stiff resistance, one of the youth pulled out a gun and fatally shot in her chest and fell while bleeding heavily.
Both the accused ran from the crime scene in their car. The incident took place around 3.45 pm.
Nikita was taken to the private hospital and died during treatment.

One of the shooters is identified as Tausheef by Nikita’s brother.
As per sources, Nikita studied with Tausheef till class X. The accusation was to also kidnap her in 2018, which the family filed an FIR.
The case was soon withdrawn by Nikita’s family with an affidavit. And both the parties came to a mutual understanding, as the police said it was an act of one-sided love. However, the accused continued to harass her.
The case is said to have a ‘love jihad’ angle, as the family claims that the Accused wanter Nikita to change her religion and marry her, to which she denied continuously.

Tausheef was arrested late on Monday night, and his friend was detained n Tuesday. Both the men have been sent to judicial custody for 14 days.

Hunder of people came to protest against the murder. People blocked the highway connecting the national capital, to which the police came to disperse the crowd.
The protesters threw stones to avoid an encounter with the police.
Son, the situation was brought under control after 20 minutes.

Nikita murder case
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On Thursday, Shri-Singalhedi organized a Mahapanchayat in Mewat’s Punhana area. They protested against te arrest of the man accused of the supply of the local gun to Tausheef.
Azzaruddin is arrested as an accused, to which his wife says that.
I would request the government to have a proper investigation and arrest the real culprits roaming around freely.

The villagers say that Azzaruddin is innocent and was never involved in any criminal activities.

Eleven days after the murder was committed in broad daylight, a 700-page charge sheet is filed by the experienced police officers involved in investigating the case.
The charge sheet includes 60 eyewitnesses, which have eyewitnesses, doctors, policemen.

Tausheef quoted that his career was ruined because of the case filed by Nikita’s family in 2018. he says that he couldn’t study medicine because of his arrest, so he took his revenge. He also added that he shot Nikita as she was about to get married to someone else.
The charge sheet had also cleared reports about Nikita talking to the accused a day before the incident happened.

Nikita’s family said that they hope that they will get justice soon by seeing the charge sheet. Nikitas’s father also thanked the police and the administration for their efforts.

Written by Shaili Kumari.

Why Goa is dying?

Is the government planning something huge for Goa?


A few days back, we had seen a massive gathering of people at Goa, around 3,000 people came together at night to sit at a Railway line.
Why so?
It is so because three projects are planned in Goa’s ecologically sensitive areas where the total trees felled will be between 35,000 to 80,000. A huge sacrifice will be made for this project as trees in colossal no. will be held to death. The project is basically based on the doubling of track from Goa to Karnataka Railway line.

The second project is about four laning of the existing NH-4A. And the third project is related to laying an a400KV transmission line. And due to these, Goa’s Mollem National Park and Bhagwan Mahaveer Sanctuary are in danger.

Some people believe that these projects will make Goa a coal transport hub. It is also said that the additional railway line will be used to transport coal imported into Goa’s mormugao port to North Karnataka’s steel and power plants, but the govt. Denies this claim.

Goa beach

Research has found that Goa has a dark relationship with coal as private companies import coal from Goa’s port. And for this project, thousands of trees will be cut down, which will cause huge destruction to the ecosystem. The ecosystem in which animals live, different species live will lose their loved ones once a chain is broken. It will cause a loss to humans as more animals will contact humans, and more interactive diseases will spread like Ebola and coronavirus, which came into humans through a bat. So, the government should take strict action to control the human contact. At the same time, habitats of Goa need to take precaution so that they can control the spreading.


By Aarushi Dhiman

TANISHQ, DEEPIKA & DYSTOPIA; a brief review

Would you believe me if I tell you that we’re already living in a society with Dystopia?
For most of us, our mornings begin not by strolling in a garden but by scrolling through these :

Our entire day consists of a bunch of screens in front of our eyes constantly feeding us information, whether we want it or not.

‘Ok, but how does this have anything to do with a Dystopian Reality?, Isn’t Dystopia about suppression and tyranny?’ you ask.

Well, yes, it is.

Precisely, Oxford defines ‘Dystopia’ as an imagined state or society in which there is great suffering or injustice.We can say that is totalitarian or post-apocalyptic.
So, how is this Dystopia related to you scrolling through memes? To answer this,
Let us dig a little deeper into what a Dystopia consists of:-

In Dystopian societies, they often use propaganda to control society’s citizens.
At the same time, propaganda entitled as ‘organised misinformation.’
The recent Tanishq advertisement controversy is a perfect example of this. Trolls trended #boycottTanishq based on the absolute misinformation promoting ‘Love Jihad.’

Dystopia and reality

Todays’ world often use technology as a method of surveillance and control.
Am I the only one who is creeped out by the sheer amount of personal information Google collects based on our search history and more?
If this wasn’t enough, the recent CBI probing of Deepika Padukone’s texts
shows us that perhaps Whatsapp is not as ‘end to end encrypted’ as it
says.

There is little to no freedom of speech or opinion, and access to information is restricted even if it may not seem that way.
While claiming that We, as a society, have reached this point may not be accurate and seem a bit too far-fetched. It must be pointed out that our Right To Information (RTI) Act is gradually heading towards its inevitable death.

Our world today has a chilling resemblance to the world Bradbury created in his critically acclaimed Fahrenheit 451.

The book depicts a dark future where ‘firemen’ have graduated from saving cats to torching books in an attempt to silence any troubling ideas. Beatty, captain of the firemen, describes this change -how media’s been reduced from cumbersome novels to “the gag, the snap ending.” “One column, two sentences, a headline! Then mid-air, all vanishes…Just like that, we consume and forget and consume again. Rinse, wash, repeat. The mind drinks less and less” Soon; people also became addicts, conditioned to feel pleasure from frivolous content.
Anything thought-provoking became downright painful. As a result, people censored themselves from any challenging ideas. They sought to be pacified, numbed and validated– soundbites, factoids, and vapid drama blaring out any troubling ideas.

It was blaring out reality.

They just want to continue watching and scrolling and watching and scrolling and watching and scrolling…

So what happened next?

In Fahrenheit 451, the Government stepped in, encouraged everyone to remain in the bubble, and torched any stragglers – sometimes literally.
Now the question is what is expecting for us and our posterity as well.

Written by Sameen Husain.