Exposure

Calliope is a session in Journalism where we gather to write and share pieces based on the selected topic! This week’s theme is Exposure! We have pieces about photography, public speaking, erosion and more… Celeste put you into the frame of any picture,  and you’d blind everyone. put you into a single frame of anContinue reading “Exposure”

Our Lyceum’s Latest Luxury Lavatories

by Aditi Athreya & Lokesh Vairakannu New year, new toilets. Never thought we’d ever say (or write) this like, ever. But when does life ever give you what you expect? This time, it’s a good kind of unexpected. There they are, standing their ground at the very end of the canteen, sandwiched between the libraryContinue reading “Our Lyceum’s Latest Luxury Lavatories”

Obstacles

Calliope is a session in Journalism where we gather to write and share pieces based on the selected topic! This week’s theme is Obstacles! (something highly relevant during CT season… or really any time during our 6 years at NUSH) Ariel Frustrated the only breadths which separate the union of our blood, are the thornyContinue reading “Obstacles”

The Horror Of Atlantis

by Zachary Seah In the winter of 1882, my grandfather, the aged naturalist and historian, Professor Wade, had been trapped and injured in an earthquake that destroyed his Himalayan lodgings. It is not known what he suffered while in there, for never has he been coherent enough to recount it to me or anyone, butContinue reading “The Horror Of Atlantis”

The meaning behind writing

What does writing mean to you? Is it a way to express your emotions? To escape from reality? Check out what writing means to our Year 1s. ——————————————————————————————- In the blizzard the wind was strong and bareThe snow was watery in cracks of despairNaught has the glass shattered from the windows-Yet; It was all aContinue reading “The meaning behind writing”

A Collection of Short Stories

Delve into realms of horror and fantasy with these interesting short stories by our Year 1s! ——————————————————————————————- She spun the ancient candle holder slowly. Three unlit black wax candles — charcoal in colour, black wicks, silvery at the handle. It must have been a treasure of the medieval days. On the surface of the handle,Continue reading “A Collection of Short Stories”