
Pratish Mashankar
alumni
That guy who will stay quite for hours but will never shut when spoken to. Over a cup of coffee, our conversations would range from Game of Thrones to the Mahabharata. Spirit animal: Gina Linneti, the human form of the 100 emoji.
Articles by Pratish Mashankar
On the Ghats of Varanasi The night is dark, but the roads are bright With fire in hearts and lanterns in sight Reflections of hope, lay floating on the
“Life started with a race.” Every person who has been a part of this ever-competitive world must have come across this phrase. Undeniably, every phase of ou
"Maiyya! Radha called me black, again!" The dark-toned Krishna cried while running back to his queen mother Yashoda. "Lalla", Yoshada smiled as she took some tu
Swoosh! The Fairy Godmother hath cast her spell on a big, round, juicy, orange PUMPKIN! Sala-gadoola-menchicka-boo-la bibbidi-bobbidi-boo Put 'em together a
Thank you, didi!! Thank you, bhaiyya!! Voices echoed the grounds of Vivek Vardhini Kanyashala Girls High School, as the kMITRA team bid farewell to the many bu
“And that’s why we named you Lav”, Ram said as he kissed his son’s forehead while adjusting his bedsheet. The clock was ticking ten and Lav was slowly falling a
As the cool breeze of winter is slowly changing into the warm summer loo, the grape and orange stalls are steadily replaced by the King of fruits. Markets linge
We, humans, are a beautiful mess. We are an entanglement of nerves and veins flowing along the river of emotions, often confused between the words of the heart
Here is a glimpse of what this edition has in store for you, as we ponder over events representing various facets of our lives and the world we see, which make
Rudra looked deep into the eyes of the descendant of the great Bhrigu. He witnessed the sap of leaves gushing down the learned one’s severed finger, as vanity o
I glanced at the deer, as he jumped from one place to another. Whenever he bent forward to drink water from the lake amidst the rainforest, he looked up after e
It was the year of 2014, when ideas bloomed and were nurtured, our beloved fostrer child’s journey had just begun. Who knew, our little guy would grow so fast?
I live in a house bounded by four walls. Inside of whom, exist my ideas and expressions, and outside them, there are laws and rules different from what I follow
I stand on the shore with you, dear reader, as a wave approaches us. We anticipate its arrival, while our feet are buried deep in the warmth of wet sand. We see
I guess, the most unpredictable thing after Argentina-Croatia's 0-3 match, is the month of June. First, the ACs shoot 20 degrees, and the very next moment, you
“I saw death; ‘no’ I said, for my story wasn’t over yet” The line started with a capital, letters intervened to form words; words marched to form sentences,
Disclaimer: The following article deals with the practice of Triple Talaq within the context of the Indian Constitution and Shayara Bano’s movement to abolish i
Decrypting the legend and iconography of MarkandeyaDISCLAIMER: The following article aims to comprehend the legend and iconography of Markandeya from the author
On 26th January 2018, India celebrated its 69th Republic Day. It was today when the Constitution of India came into effect in 1950, replacing the Government of