This piece has been written by Rhea Prasad (Batch of 2024). This piece is the first of a mini-series: ‘Missing Law School’. Ever since I was a child, I have been a huge Bollywood fan. My earliest memories are dancing to Kajra Re and Kanta Laga, much to the horror of my parents. The downside of this, however, was having unrealistic expectations. I had always imagined that my college life would be like that in Main Hoon Na. Not the being-held-hostage-by-a-terrorist part, but th

This piece was written by Riddhi Rajeshwar Swami (Batch of 2022), in her very first month of Law School. We hope for this piece to be a sweet sip of nostalgia as you think back on your unjaded first-year days. “Let’s chill at Chetta”. The phrase I’ve heard most repeated by first years after “Are you done with your projects?” At least we’ve got our priorities in order.  Now, Chetta opened about 2 weeks into our time here at Law School. We, first years, had already been so hype

Krishna Gowda changes ringtone to John Cena theme, Ganga residents polarised Sceptics argue that it’s a wilful move by the important man to become more elusive August 18, 2018 | By: Aman Vasavada | Image by Mukta Joshi Ganga’s foreman, Krishna Gowda Sir, is widely acknowledged as the humble little fellow who successfully duped parents into thinking that their spoilt and lazy lads have finally learnt to do their own laundry and clean their own rooms. Obviously always in demand

Aakash Parihar (Batch of 2017) हर कदम थमती है धड़कन मेरी हर कदम सहमति है हिम्मत मेरी हर कदम मुकरती है किस्मत मेरी हर कदम झपकती है पलके मेरी। आम है मचलना मेरा इस सफर में आम है मुकरना किस्मत का सफर में सफर, जो होता है छोटा इन कदमो से रास्ता जो बना है इन कदमो से। ये रास्ता जो जोडें मेरे सफर को मेरी मंज़िल से उस मंज़िल से, जिसके इंतज़ार में पूरा योवन बीता जिसके दीदार ने मेरे सफर की थकान को तोडा जिसके लिए हमने इन कदमो को थमने से रोका।। #nls #quirk #aakashparihar #hindi #nationallawsch

This article was written by Aniruddh Nigam (Batch of 2019). I’m done with Tinder. Yup, it’s over. Consider me retired. Someone take my phone and drag the Tinder icon to the ‘uninstall’ icon. Let’s be clear what my grouch is not about. It’s not about the one Tinder incident which everyone in college loves to exaggerate and joke about (screw you Bunty, I did not ask you what you were wearing). It’s also not some regurgitated crap about how vain Tinder makes us, because I’m the