بول کہ لب آزاد ہیں تیرے بول زباں اب تک تیری ہے تیرا ستواں جسم ہے تیرا بول کہ جاں اب تک تیری ہے دیکھ کہ آہن گر کی دکاں میں تند ہیں شعلے سرخ ہے آہن کھلنے لگے قفلوں کے دہانے پھیال ہر اک زنجیر کا دامن بول یہ تھوڑا وقت بہت ہے جسم و زباں کی موت سے پہلے بول کہ سچ زندہ ہے اب تک بول جو کچھ کہنا ہے کہہ لے Speak, for your lips are free, Speak, for your tongue is still yours. Your upright body is still yours, Speak, for your life is still yours. Look, in the blacksmith’s shop, The flame

During the student protests of 2026, jokes proliferated online that a ticket to the Dhurandhar movie was better proof of loyalty to the regime than an Aadhar Card. Humour, as ever, is rooted in some truth. Dhurandhar’s articulation of the militarised, hypermasculine and Hinduised vision of “New India” gives it immense propagandist potential, yet it is closer to the norm. Each year, a large number of the films Bollywood produces (and awards) mirror narratives that serve a righ

Niharika Ghosh (UG '29) writes on the recent SG elections which were marked by last-minute changes and left the university without an elected student government. She argues that the failure to elect a government is a result of more than merely political apathy.

Sanjana Shankar (UG '28) examines the allure of insisting the Jantar Mantar protests remain "apolitical", pointing out the inherently political nature of protests — evident in who participates, who is challenged, and who is heard the loudest.