At a minimum the name should puzzle foreigners—this is a basic requirement of most British institutions—and ideally it should excite long and inconclusive debate, defy all logical explanation, and evoke images that border on the surreal. Among

Against firelight, he sees the face of the woman / Lean over, and the lips purse sweet as to bestow a kiss, but / This is not true, and the great glob of spit / Hangs there, glittering, before she lets it fall.  The spit is what softens like silk the passage of steel / On the fine-grained stone. It whispers.

A chain is no stronger than its weakest link, and life is after all a chain.

Broken are those who gets their heart broken...

Arpita John P

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