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They say life at college is a time filled with anticipation, some anxiety, and wonderful discoveries. Although there is no dearth of activities and field trips at SCMC, my most memorable and enjoyable moments in college have been the classes I attended. The first semester introduced me to an interesting mix of courses like: Aesthetics, Sociology,...
I wish I could explain how good it feels to be aware of the world around me, more than any average college student It was 9:45 a.m. My legs had already started to grow restless. Within the first 15 minutes some of the brightest students in the nation had already given up on their first...
Prof. Kamath’s dedication and selflessness left me in admiration and made me inculcate these values Along the journey, in my eighteen years, I have traversed a plethora of interests, smiled and laughed with several faces, all as a part of my ‘now’ for an unseen tomorrow. Being a part of Symbiosis, is one such ‘now’,...
On my first day here, everything intrigued me, the campus, the infrastructure and the football field that I was eagerly waiting to set foot on All firsts in life hold a special memory in one’s mind, from the first day at school, or even something like the first time one starts writing with a pen....
I have met people from so many different walks of life, experienced insecurity and heartbreak, and felt myself grow as a person. When I came to Pune with my bag full of dreams, I was unsure of what was to come in my stride. I thought that I knew myself inside out, but after coming...
I was dumbstruck to see people of such varied cultures and upbringings around me I have wanted to become a journalist since I was in class 7. For the first few years, I didn’t know what it meant to be a journalist and what their job profile was. I simply found the profession glamorous and...
‘It is something about terraces, open spaces that is often underrated’ ‘It is something about terraces, open spaces that is often underrated’ The sign board subtly displayed the directions that lead to the rooftop room, once again the confusion and anxiety storming deep within. Following the click and clack of the black formal shoes, our...