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Life and Legacy of Prof.Yelavarthy Nayudamma
Prof.Yelavarthy (Nayudamma) was a science luminary who possessed a deep-seated belief that the pursuit of scientific innovations must aid in societal development. This belief reflected strongly in his research endeavours which primarily focussed on addressing challenges faced by the real world rather than treading the path of new discoveries. Perhaps this was the…
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PEP UP
And this aint no place for the weary kind, And this aint no place to lose your mind, And this aint no place to fall behind, Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try” genes are the master regulators, epigenetics can be left far behind never give up on U as U…
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PERCEPTION VS CONVICTION
Karthika Jeyshtha was a beautiful young lady all of 19 years old. She lived with her parents and younger brother in Boston, USA. The family hailed from Southern part of india and had moved to the USA 10 years back, when Karthika’s dad had landed up with a job In Google LLC (www.google.com). It was…
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Happy Independence Day
Festive look, colors bright Me, dapped in green, orange and white But, to me freedom is still a far sight A, century spent in the shackles of British Raj Lakhs of my children, burned at the altar of freedom To protect my dignity and nurse me at the abode of Swaraj. Joy was short lived…
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STEM CELL ‘THY’ ME
I am an evolutionary enigma Clouded in metaphorical mysticism Product of natural selection and unit of development I rise in action to cater to regenerative optimism To establish my identity, I am researched Cataloged, pursued as a religion called stem-cellism. I am a humble being, with a multitude persona Understanding my facets is still a…
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Protein’s Persevarance
I am a string of amino acids, 3D structure I am bound Happy and employed in every cell I am found, U mercilessly squeeze me out of my abode, Jobless, but alive, in your -80C, I am stored I have a dream, To be a part of the scientific stream, So, run me through, the…
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Credence to Certitude
Crippled by spirit, i seek faith elsewhere I greet at, every juncture, hope, close to despair I cling, crib, cry and stand no where Life untiringly questions my capability To answer, I thrust on others, the entire responsibility Lack of understanding or communication gap u may say The answers remain entangled and questions look dismay.…
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MIDAS TOUCH
Once Upon a Time in the city of kurnool, in Andhra pradesh, there was a girl called Amulya, her only obsession was good vegetarian food. Tasty food to the palette would give her much Joy happiness and pleasure. As the days went by it became such that her best friend and confidant was her food.…