What Mauritius Needs

Modi always made sense to me. But it's only after I came to India that I understood his full vision. #Swach Bharat Mission honestly deserves anybody's full fledge support. There's no shame in cleaning one's own dirt up. Littering in India is tempting. This is coming from the girl who can get a person throwing waste in the bus to at least feel bad about his act. This is coming from the girl who can stop talking to her Dad because he threw a piece of paper through the car window. And still she says that littering in India is definitely tempting. Mostly because India is not only a vast stretch of green fields but can also be this vista of ignoble wastes! Since everyone seems to be dumping, why can't I just follow the crowd and participate in this 'culture' of theirs? I remember this brief encounter my mom had with a guy in Shimla. He was entertaining us with some native Himachal jewellery and when mom had a piece of plastic to throw away, s...

Good morning everyone! So I know that this article ought to have been up yesterday to get it more symbolic. However, my Dad 's has been working on the desktop non-stop for three days and it's only now that I've been able to literally 'snatch' it from him.  Without further due, let me introduce you to the day you lived yesterday! The 21st of June! Well, to those who are not much delved into dates, events and occurrences, June 21 turns out to you as the mere 172nd day of the year!( 173rd in  leap years ) as in the  Gregorian calendar . A quick subtraction, yes, there are 193 days remaining until the end of the year. Rest assured we still have a few more days before we reach the exact middle of 2015! Nevertheless, come, let us find out what are the 'things' that hype June 21 so much! :) 1. World International Music Day Obviously, as Mauritians, as Mauritian Students rather June 21 is instinctively synonymous to 'Music Day'....

You might probably be wondering why I'm writing about something that should have ended 5 months back. But well, I had a made myself a mental promise to write about my trip to India as much as I could. Although I had initially decided to put off the plan till December this year, here I am today; about to unravel one of my days spent in Jaipur! :) Today, I'm going to introduce you to a fort. Amber Fort. Located high on a hill, it is the principal tourist attractions in the Jaipur area. It was once ruled by Raja Man Singh. Ticks a bell? To Bollywood lovers, yes this is the fort where parts of the movie Jodha Akbar was shot!  And to the Indian TV addicts, this is where some episodes of Mahabharat (Star Plus, 2014)  was shot! With its large ramparts and series of gates and cobbled paths. The aesthetic ambiance of the palace is seen within its walls. Constructed of red sandstone and marble, the attractive, opulent palace is laid out on four level...

My Grandad handed me over his 'diary' yesterday. He said he wrote down some random words of wisdom from time to time every night he couldn't sleep. He added he had specifically done so with me in mind.  As I read his words, it was a mixture of different emotions. I would laugh, then smile, then laugh again, then have tears brimming in my eyes, then laugh again. At times I would simply stare at one specific word and try to understand the depth of it. Tata would have most probably never jotted down those lines. I had personally asked him that he ought to write something, write things so that he doesn't let his emotions, feelings, experiences, wisdom, knowledge and LIFE fade away into nothingness. My passion for writing takes its roots from this very quest: to be able to capture a moment's emotions and vibrancy so that I can either reflect on them later, or study the graph of my growth as a soul. Also I had much to share, to offer, to give to this beautiful wor...

A crowd, strident timbre of the voice, cacophony of applause and cheering, whooping, hollering, clapping, stamping of feet, palpable excitement buzzed through the charged air, infectious grins, friends shaking hands, getting hugs, patting one another on the back, spontaneous outpouring of emotion. Today was a great day. ^^ Like any other school year, we had our School Outing today. When I wind back the hands of the clock, I remember how School Outings used to be about so many other things that didn't mattered a heck this time. Things like who you are going to sit with in the bus, what clothes you were going to wear or whom you are going to share your food with! :D This time it was about sheer giving it away to spontaneous moments coupled with some cheesy songs that are traditionally snag cheerily in the bus and topped with the new age phenomenon: selfies! xD Everyone was so jubilant, singing the songs that belonged to the inebriated and joyful. We rubbed shoulde...

-2012,  After reading an Article on BBC as how Indian Brides were battered in some regions. My eyes were puffy with a trace of wetness around the lids. I blinked back tears that suddenly threatened to overcome me. The news had obviously cast a gloom over the entire family. I have been moping around the house ever since he had committed suicide during a hit depression. Nothing anyone did could lift me out of my state of deep shock. In a single moment my fate had twisted; I had lost my husband, I had two mouths to feed and another was on the way. It would be the most difficult challenge in my life, but I knew I had to face it. How was I going to manage; only time could tell. Grief, remorse and depression covered me like a thick choking blanket. I used to feel so wretched after being slapped and locked up by the monster. Ironically now that he is dead I should have been swelling with happiness, but my children’ dark future perturbed me. All the widow lamenting sessions w...

Disclaimer: ''Media'' does not englobe the whole Media Spectrum. This article has been written with the contribution of several parties. It has also purposefully been written in the first person although it represents the voices of some. I hate how the media is speculating about things. I hate how they presented the wrong facts. I hate how people instantaneously conjured up possible theories they believed could have been the cause of the incident. I hate how people simply condemn those who commit suicide. And I hate it even worse when my parents tell me I can't change any of these. I'm a teenager and I go to the Queen Elizabeth College.  Great, I must have caught your attention by now. Why not? After all, unless you have a personal grudge against the QEC, you sure look up to this institution. I'm sorry for not putting it as an "all-girls star college". I had rather qualify it as its motto goes: "Not only for education, but also for ...