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 “I ADDRESS YOU ALL TONIGHT FOR WHO YOU TRULY ARE:

WIZARDS, MERMAIDS, TRAVELERS, ADVENTURERS, AND

MAGICIANS. YOU ARE THE TRUE DREAMERS.”

- Brian Selznick


This is a cauldron for all the literary witches and wizards from the coven of P G

Department in English, Alva’s Centre for Post Graduate Studies and Research.

Concoctions of various English literature and language based potions will be

brewed here for the use of all the language and literature enthusiasts from

different covens. This includes literary terms, book reviews, poems, research

articles and features on various topics and themes.

LET THE WITCHCRAFT BEGIN!

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