ECOLUDE: The Economics Festival of Satyawati College
"Economist should be spelled as 'ECHONOMIST' because they all repeat each other." Here's a Platform to bring out the ECHONOMIST in YOU.
OPTIMA Presents "ECOLUDE"...
CONSORTIUM’15:THE SOCIAL QUOTIENT
Important details
Event: CONSORTIUM'15 by Rotaract SGGSCC
Date & Time: 18th Feb , 2015 11:30 am
Venue: Sri Guru Gobind Singh College of Commerce
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Have you come across a...
The Cure
My bones have melted, my memory is rusted,
But my heart shines and my spirit can be trusted.
Some images cross my mind, everyday as I sit alone,
A cry, a laugh, a sigh and a yawn,
Remind me of the days bygone.
I remember you friend and miss the fun,
It’s been years since we talked but
Memories faded have none.
In this inconstant life, in this unstable world,
When everything vanishes and no feeling is pure,
Your friendship completes me and it is the cure.
The Cure
My bones have melted, my memory is rusted,
But my heart shines and my spirit can be trusted.
Some images cross my mind, everyday as I sit alone,
A cry, a laugh, a sigh and a yawn,
Remind me of the days bygone.
I remember you friend and miss the fun,
It’s been years since we talked but
Memories faded have none.
In this inconstant life, in this unstable world,
When everything vanishes and no feeling is pure,
Your friendship completes me and it is the cure.
Love’s Labour’s Lost
Unlike the Shakespearean Comedy that the title is borrowed from, I intend to only reflect upon the minute measures of relationships. It sometimes comes to...
