The Time Machine

The morning was warm, shinny and chirpy. She looked outside the window with a pale and pretentious smile. Trying very hard to absorb the warmth, but her inner ice rebelled to be melted. She wondered if she could ever feel and cherish the happiness of that spring day.

 Looking back at her laboratory, stood that giant “Magma” time machine which was the product of her toil and depression. The day was 3rd of March 2017 and she sat praying all things to go well.

Magma was her child. The only happiness a mother derives when she holds her baby for the first time alive. She wanted to experience it and she knew it was the time. The motors were switched on, the blades started rotating and now it was her chance to step into that blazing box, to revive her happiness.

She dared and stepped in. She typed in the Date & Time sector: 12th June 2007; 6:30pm. Soon after, there was a shake, a tremble and she understood nothing. Did Magma fail her? With this last thought on her mind, darkness crept in her and she lost her own motors.

“Where am I”? “Is it…”! She exclaimed looked around. It was a shabby dark cottage which was not an unfamiliar atmosphere. Her baby had given her the joy of her life. Happiness knew no bounds when she took a look at the mirror and saw her 16 year old self.

“Mama”, she heard, that voice gave her a thrill, euphoria, and she was dying to accept. It was none other than her father.

She looked back and saw the tall figure of her Dad, smiling down at her. Tears rolled up and she quickly embraced her father. She knew she did not have much time. She knew that science had given her this opportunity. “Is everything all right sweetheart?” exclaimed her father who stood perplexed not being able to understand his daughter’s outburst.

She told him nothing and kept on crying keeping her ear on his heart, because she was able to hear it beat after ten long years. They sat on the verandah and all she wanted was to hear his voice. She enjoyed each and every second that she was spending with her father.

For ten long years, every night she had hoped her father would return, that her father would ask her to straighten up her shoulder, to pull up her upper lip but now after all her toil, all her belief, all her knowledge, she achieved what she had wanted.

It was already 7pm and she knew that she would not repeat the same mistake that she had committed ten years ago. All of a sudden she remembered that her Magma would be allotting only an hour’s time in the past.

Her father looked pale and she knew what was about to happen. She took him inside and made him rest on the bed. She remembered that last time she had gone eccentric over the situation and had went out of her way to call up the nearby doctors but no one was available. This time, she dared not to commit the same mistake. Past cannot be changed. Magma had given her the chance only to visit the past but not to change it. She stayed calm.

There came the time, when it was soon about to get all over. Hari, resting on the bed, somewhere knew that the time had come. The time had come for him to leave the world. After four painful years of cardiac asthma which could not be cured in the place like Shakara, he had given up all the hope.

Deja-vu! He started calling out to her and asked her to sit beside him. She had no plans to leave and did as he told him to do.”Daddy, I know very soon everything shall be ending and you shall be leaving me. But promise me, the physical world shall not be a barrier in between us” she said. She for the last time saw her father smiling and he with a very inaudible tone said, “I shall always be on your side”. They grabbed each others’ hands. The grip was tight and painful. The pain she wanted to feel, the guilt of not being with him at his last time which had haunted and destroyed her was slowly failing. The grip loosened, he still had a smile and gaze at her.

She cried, she cried her heart out once again but this time with no guilt, less pain and peace.

It was 7:30 and she could feel the tremble and remembered that she had to return to her present. Everything disappeared she found herself back  in her laboratory.

“Thank you, my child”, she said looking at her Magma which had given her the bliss of her life.

By: Aditi Kar, B.Com 1st Year

Utkal University Topper Speaks

After completing my XII in Commerce (2014) from DPS – Kalinga as a topper, I was looking forward to get admission in a really good commerce college in Odisha for my B.Com degree course. It is in this time, that I came across SAI International College of Commerce in Bhubaneswar. I was indeed very thrilled and excited to take admission at SICC because our batch was just the third batch of this new college and we would be getting every opportunity to be trend-setters for the future generations to come.

As I am keen lover of sports, I feel that my sportsman spirit was also evolved to even greater yardsticks at SICC. Every time when I represented SICC at the University level for various sports like Volleyball, Football, Cricket, Badminton, Basketball, I realised what it feels like to be proud of one’s own educational institution. And today, I feel very privileged that SICC is my alma-mater. When I got the news of being the Accounting Honours Topper of Utkal University’s B.Com examination 2017, I was astonished to see how happy my teachers and juniors at SICC for my achievement were. Where on earth will you find a place other than home where people are more excited than you are for your achievement?

My time in SICC has been really memorable one throughout. It is true that I have spent only three years of my life here but this place has given me so much that my entire life is a too short one to repay it back. It is here that I shaped my ambitions of being a Chartered Accountant and successfully cleared my CPT and IPCC (Grp –I) exams.  It is also very disheartening for me to realise that my time in SICC is over now. Our Chairman Sir Dr. Bijoy Kumar Sahoo conscientiousness in taking the standard of commerce education to new heights in Odisha is the reason why SICC is unique from other colleges and educational institutions. And it is the sincere dedication of our Principal Sir and teachers’ that makes SICC edge on the extra mile for achieving many more glories.

I am extremely thankful to my teachers for being with me through thick and thin in studies and personal life as well. I am sure they must have had a pretty tough time with my adamant and obstinate nature.

SICC -you beauty, thanks for bearing me and yes, I have fallen in deep love with you. So keep the gates open, because my legs won’t slow down when I visit you, it’s a home away from home, Lot to learn and lot to remember. To all the SICCians – we all are destined for success.


Nikhil Bhushan Singh,
Utkal University B.Com Topper in Accounting Honours, 2017


“You did not come this far to only come this far.”

That’s what my teachers had told me on my first day at SICC, setting me off for an epoch-making journey. My three years at SAI International College of Commerce have been the most enjoyable and endearing part of my life till now. It was everything that you would expect from a college – classes, lectures, debates, sports, fun and frolic, events, celebration, friendship. Amidst all these, I learned the most valuable lessons of my life – dedication to work, commitment to goals, lessons of gratitude, values of integrity in character, importance of a good personality. But what I cherish the most about this college is love and affection embedded in its air and gracefully painted into every inch of its canvas that builds it into the perfect epitome of Temple of Enlightenment.

When I first got the news of securing the top position in Management honours in Utkal University’s B.Com examination, my heart had no boundaries of exhilaration and delight. I immediately went to my college to share this great news and seek blessings of Chairman Sir, Principal Sir and my Teachers. The pride and elation in their beaming faces was beyond description. But one particular statement from them immensely moved me – “Manas, we were always confident that you as an alumni will make us shine in all your future achievements and glories but this stepping stone is telling us how fast your pace can be. We should be ready for more to come”. This instilled a spirit in me to crave for more and not just stop here.

It is not unusual to find the technical and materialistic support in any other college to be an achiever or topper. But the encouragement and the morale support from SICC’s pillars makes it unique and exclusive. Our revered Chairman Sir, Principal Sir and the teachers have left no stone unturned to make this place much more than a college and an ideal home for everyone. Their relentless guidance, care and trust in me helped me reach my goal. And I am sure; these will be the reasons for all my laurels yet to come.

I still treasure the words I was told on my first day here and will carry with me till the end, thus benignly nudging my brain that when it comes to dreams, that even Everest is not the limit.

Thank you SICC for everything that I have learned from you.


Manas Agarwal,

Utkal University B.Com Topper in Management Honours (2017)