Programs
                                        
                                       
Under Graduate Courses - English
                                        
  
	
    
  
  
    | BA (with English Special), 
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    3 years | 
    13 | 
   
   
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FY BCom, 
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    3 years | 
    486 | 
   
     
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SY BSc, 
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    3 years | 
    152 | 
   
       
    | SY BCS, 
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    3 years | 
    216 | 
   
  
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SYBSc Bio Tech | 
    3 years | 
    70 | 
   
  
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BCA (under Science Faculty | 
    3 years | 
    163 | 
   
  
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B. Voc. | 
    3 years | 
    8 | 
   
  
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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'?