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Whiplash is one of those movies, where, the first viewing is not enough, it requires many subsequent viewings, each proving more insight than the previous viewing. At first glance, the movie seems to have straight forward plot. The story revolves around two central characters, an Instructor and his student. It primarily depicts a clash between …
In the chaotic realm of Crescent’s Christmas party, where gulab jamuns steal the spotlight, students embark on a culinary mission, diligently sorting into groups to bring home-cooked delights. Forget the fashion fuss; our real anxiety lies in the fate of those precious jamuns. Sharing isn’t about profound ideas but the chaotic potluck of preferences.
The gift exchange unfolds like a cinematic drama. Secret Santa is no secret, and the lucky recipient becomes the chocolate hero armed with a Nestle Milkybar that bluntly reads ‘Eat It.’ Destiny, it seems, is intricately woven into the fabric of white chocolate bars, turning a mere gift into a cosmic sign from the universe.
As the party wraps up, we’re not just a bunch of kids with our teachers; we’re a squad of comedians navigating the absurd Crescentian Chronicles, with ridiculous gift dilemmas and the everlasting sweetness of bad gulab jamuns over bad English paper marks. After all, we are the generation that gave Karan Johar his first hit, leaving behind a trail of laughter, chaos, and sugary goodness.
Kaal Sarp Yog is the most beautiful concept of fear used to reap profits. There is no Yog in astrology like Kaal Sarp Yog (KSY), which has lined astrologers’ pockets and will continue to be in the future. That is the power of fear. This yog is also known as the Kaal Sarp Dosh. Why …
