Programs
Under Graduate Courses - English
BA (with English Special),
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3 years |
13 |
FY BCom,
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3 years |
486 |
SY BSc,
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3 years |
152 |
SY BCS,
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3 years |
216 |
SYBSc Bio Tech |
3 years |
70 |
BCA (under Science Faculty |
3 years |
163 |
B. Voc. |
3 years |
8 |
B.Sc Blended |
3 years |
5 |
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Certificate Courses run by the Department:
Modules covered: i) Basic Grammar
ii)Use of day-to- day vocabulary
iii) Correct sentence constructions
iv) Speech: pitch, intonation and modulation
v) Pronunciation
Our Budding Poet, Abhishaj Sajeev, TYBA (English Special)
This Time Tomorrow
This time tomorrow,
the birds would go mute.
As their castles would disappear,
being cut down root by root.
This time tomorrow,
heaven would unveil its wrath.
Your breath will grow heavier,
none would figure out the math.
This time tomorrow,
nickels would outrun humanity.
Killing each other to pay your bills,
selling fresh flesh and assuring quality.
This time tomorrow,
you won't have a mother.
You dare not wish for a sister,
for her to be dead is what they prefer.
This time tomorrow,
would you let a flower whither?
would you be the silver lining?
or would you just sit and wonder?
Remember Her?
She was dressed in brown blue and green,
all her intentions always pure and clean.
She built a home for the birds,
and for the creatures which couldn't use words.
Bearing burdens of stones on her back,
will so strong, her spine wouldn't crack.
She slept under the stars and bright moonlight,
legends have been told, of her courage and might.
She fed men and women with grass and fruits,
and yet they've set out to cut the roots.
She asked nothing but for love and mercy,
she never knew her gods were so clumsy.
Today she's forgotten and nowhere to be found,
neither her sobbing nor laughter sound.
Dime and time spent can't measure her worth,
do you remember her, her name was 'Earth'?