Pujalii Garg

In Golgappa's embrace, I find life's delight, A symphony of flavors, like days and nights. Each Golgappa, a metaphor for human soul, Holds stories untold, making us whole. The crisp of the shell, a protective wall, Like the armor we wear to stand tall. But beneath the surface, a world so vast, Like emotions we hide, from future to past. Dipped in tangy waters, a burst of surprise, Like tears of joy, or when sorrow lies. Life's essence lies in these moments of taste, Sweet, sour, and spicy, no drop to waste. The fillings inside, diverse and profound, Like human traits that astound. Some soft like chickpeas, tender and kind, Others fiery like chilies, passion defined. As we savor each Golgappa, let us reflect, On the paths we walk, the choices we select. For like these treats, life is a fleeting pleasure, To be cherished and relished, a limited treasure. So, let us relish each Golgappa with glee, Embracing life's journey, wild and free. And when we leave this world behind...

 Lost in Translation: A Sarcastic Glimpse into Life Without English in India  India, a country known for its rich cultural diversity and colorful traditions, has always been a melting pot of languages. However, imagine a world where English, the language that has become synonymous with progress and success, suddenly disappears from the Indian landscape. Brace yourselves, dear readers, as I embark on a sarcastic and interesting journey into a life without English in India. The Great Language Exodus: As the clock strikes midnight, English vanishes into thin air, leaving behind a bewildered nation. From government offices to schools, chaos ensues as people scramble to communicate in their native tongues. Suddenly, the language barrier becomes a towering wall, separating communities and hindering progress. Who needs globalization when you can't even order a cup of tea without resorting to charades? Lost in Translation: In this new world, the phrase "lost in translation" takes...