This artwork was created by Madhav Aggarwal (Batch of 2025). It illustrates his initial experience at NLS and offers a snapshot into education in the times of COVID-19. In the present times, whenever one goes to a new place, it is natural to want to click pictures and capture the memory. As I sat there attending my very first class at NLS, on Zoom, from my home, the only way I could think of doing that was to take a screenshot of my laptop screen. That is what this piece depi

Arth Nagpal, with inputs from Aman Vasavada (Batch of 2021), writes a parody of Simon & Garfunkel’s legendary “The Sound of Silence” from the point of view of a sad professor unable to engage the attendance-hungry students through a Zoom class. We know you’d rather be hearing your favourite professors sing this after a sleepy 8:50AM class but check out this lyric video by Arth for some close enough tonal reference XD. Scroll on for the lyrics display designed by Smriti Kalra

Modi’s Digital India sees greatest success yet, but not without raising concerns October 30, 2018 | Smriti Kalra and Aman Vasavada In what has been touted as a landmark transition from bureaucracy to technocracy, the ED has joined hands with the Edchemy, an online ERP system propelling Nagarbhavi Law School and the nation towards Superpower 2020 status. While Digital India campaigners have hailed this move towards transparency, concerns have been raised that it is nothing but

Anonymous O sweet-faced, soft-eyed Medusa of steely heart We bow before thee, offering obeisance to thy wickedness Clad in unsuspecting innocence. Thy power over us is unmatched For thou could be the difference between Life and Death Pass and Fail Attendance and Shortage, yet none have Understood the caprice that governs thy bureaucrat’s mind Capable of spinning out regulations on the fly And leaving even students of the law dazed. #Poetry #nls #NationalLawSchoolofIndiaUniver

This article was written by Apurva Shukla (Batch of 2016) who is also the current SBA Vice-President. Like an ideal student in an ideal college, my life had been focused mainly on myself and whatever activities I wished to pursue in Law School. Like most, my interactions with organs of the university were limited to whenever I wanted something to be done for my own ends. However, things changed this year and I was forced to look at our university from a different perspective.

Dorian arrived in Law School from Osgoode Hall, Canada as part of an exchange program. This article of his was printed in the rst edition of Quirk published in January 2005. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. As the taxi approached the main gate of the National Law School of India University, Perv announced ‘this is law school’. ‘Cool’ I thought. The place seemed smaller that I imagined but nice. The school was surrounded by such dense vegetation and certain