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Who You Are?
Harinath EI Outlook Editor , Linkedin Profile , Blog SECTION 1 Beginnings Where curiosity is pure, and identity is still unfolding Parv Dasani (9 yr) Curiosity in its purest form Who I am Me, I am a young child With expressions, I am quite mild I am a boy who is pretty shy Very smart, but never sly Studious I am, I like science Very unlucky too, always the bad dice I want to be a space scientist And remember, I am always an optimist Always curious, I ask a lot of questions
Harinath Babu
Apr 115 min read


The Bittersweet Lie
Sanskriti Bhargava HFSI, XI grade Writing, EI Kids Conner Editor The bittersweet lie is that effort is always noticed. People are expected to meet high standards, and for a while, this belief feels comforting. Expectations are mistaken for faith, and hard work seems like a shield against judgment. The sweetness fades when a mistake is made. One error is enough to change how someone is seen. The hours of effort are forgotten, and consistency is replaced by criticism. What rema

Sanskriti Bhargava
Jan 101 min read


A Letter to the Wiser One
Umme Salmaa Bharmal Your Artist friend & Art facilator Linkedin Profile Substack Blog Contact me at: 9920492453 (from the Inner Me) Dear You, You know, from inside, you are still a child. I see how you light up over little things — a butterfly passing by, clouds rushing and reshaping themselves, colors bleeding into one another on paper. You still love all of this. You always have. So tell me — why do you pretend? Why do you tell yourself, I am an adult now, I can’t do this?

Umme Salmaa Bharmal
Dec 13, 20251 min read


Jab We Met
Angelina Kenny Writer, Website The greenery called to me, flirtatiously swaying above the wall. At first I’d resisted; I’d already wasted enough time, wandering in circles. But something nudged me forward. Creakkk . The metal gate squeaked in protest, as I stepped into the garden. Ferns fanned out against vast trees; sunlight peeking through the gaps, lighting the cobblestone paths, dust motes swirling golden in the morning air. I paused, capturing the noisy chirps of ch

Angelina E Kenny
Dec 13, 20252 min read
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