Posts Tagged ‘tanya’
Chronicles of a Tamil Freshman – Part 8By Editor - May 18th, 2015 |
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She knew she would never be the same person again. And for as long as she lived, she would never forget the terror, grief and anguish that resonated within her, as well as the Tamil community, as a result of the Tamil genocide. |
Chronicles of a Tamil Freshman – Part 5By Editor - March 15th, 2015 |
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Mesmerized, Tanya felt her stomach swell up with butterflies. Though, as a result of rushing to class in the morning, she realized that she probably looked like a deranged caveman wearing mango-scented perfume. She quickly turned back around. In her desperate attempt to appear more attractive, she undid her messy pony tail and shook loose her shoulder-length hair. She then pulled out her chapstick from her pocket, and generously applied it to her coarse lips. Once again, she turned to face him, and her smile widened as the tune of Kadhal Sadugudu began playing in her head. |
Chronicles of a Tamil Freshman – Part 4By Editor - February 23rd, 2015 |
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Being an Arts and Science Major, Tanya was enrolled in a wide variety of courses—Writing and Informal Logic, Calculus, Climate Change & Global Warming, and Biological Processes were a few on her course list this term. Breathing heavily, Tanya ran down the corridor of GBS (George Benjamin Science Building), and found room 145. She looked down at her phone, and saw that it was now 8:37 am. “Great, I’m late to my first class on my first day of University. There’s only like five billion people in there. What a way to be remembered,” Tanya sighed. Tanya slowly opened the lecture hall door, and prayed that her professor wouldn’t make a scene. She tip-toed up the staircase in the center of the hall, and scanned the room for an empty seat. She didn’t make it very far, before she began attracting everyone’s attention. “Welcome to your first lecture in Writing and Informal Logic, otherwise known as ENGLISH 1Q03. Today we will be cov—”, the professor paused mid-way as he began his lecture. Tanya slowly turned around, and was met by his fuming expression. |
