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Dr Avul Pakir Jainulab-deen Abdul Kalam issomeone I look up to
whenever I am at a loss. Hisway of life and words are in-spiring and motivating. Ilearnt the lesson that deter-mination can take you any-where from this great leader.
Dr Kalam rose from hum-ble beginnings to reach great
heights. The youngest amongfour siblings, he was hardworking; he earned his pock-et money by distributingnewspapers. From the smalltown of Rameswaram wherehe lived as a child, he ea-gerly watched planessoar in the sky untilthey disappeared in thehoriozon. In fact, it was
t h i sc h i l d -hood fas-c i n at i o nthat madehim want to
become a sci-entist. He ful-filled his dreamsthrough his talent,determination andhard work.
After earning a de-gree in aeronautical engi-neering, he propelled India tosuccessfully complete a num-ber of missile projects; thisearned him the name MissileMan. When he was the Presi-dent, he always interactedwith children. On one occa-sion, he came across an in-telligent boy who was unableto communicate his thoughts.Kalam understood the boy’splight and asked him to speakin his mother tongue. Thisshows his understanding, em-pathy, compassion and down-to-earth attitude.SIDHARTH S KRISHNA, class X,
Kendriya Vidyalaya AFSAkkulam, Thiruvananthapuram
PORTRAIT OFAN ACTRESS:NIHARIKAVAID, class IX,Dolphins HighSchool,
PratapNagar,
Jaipur
PEACE AND LOVEA woman with a golden heart,so bold and wise.She had thoughts and ideas,of starting a new life.A day came in her youth,With which she did not agree,Ignored by her rights and equali-ties,She was wedded forcefully.She had a tough married life,With no rights there either,She was blessed with children,A few years later.She still had those deep scars,because of her husband’s violence,Even after living in misery,She was just in silence.She fulfilled her responsibilities,Each and everyday,
She did not forget to dreamBut that time she didn’t have a sayShe continued her passion,With her complete heart.It was filled with glitter and colours,It was all art.Many years later,
Her grandchildren were born.A ray of happiness,touched her face after long.
But soon the time arrived,When her health started to deterio-rate,She suffered,Therefore was in a very bad state.She still awaited for peace and love,So that the memories she had shecould unglove.However, if she had peace in life,The phrase ‘unfortunate to be awoman’ Wouldn’t arise.Not just her, all women deserved aspectrum of love and peace,Thus if they had,Their life would sparkle in glee.
Privilege is invisible to those whohave it.
F or most, this statement couldbe mere words inscribed on apage. For me, these evocative
words reflect an incident that
changed my outlook on life forever.It was my 13th birthday. I had
woken up with a sense of elation. Ianticipated gifts and a grand lunchbut was taken by surprise when weapproached a small house. An eld-
erly man sat outside on a self-made cart. We were gifting hima wheelchair. He had met with
an accident in which he had lostboth his legs. Although unedu-cated, he did not resort to begging.The little money he had barelysustained his family. It was heart-breaking that someone with solittle was able to show such in-credible commitment.
I realised how privilegedI was to have everything.When I handed him thewheelchair, I felt immensegratification to see the glintof happiness in his eyes.
I discovered that genuine hap-piness was in giving and watchingothers smile because of a good deed.
This helped me realise that eachof us can change someone’s life witha little sensitivity and compassion.Pursuit of materialistic living isnot the key to happiness. I learnt tobe grateful for the little things, be-cause what we have today, may notlast forever.
ANUSHKA THAKUR, class IX, NPSHSR, Bengaluru
IMPORTANCE OF SPORTS
BON VOYAGE: POOJITHA, classVI, Diya Academy of Learning,Bengaluru
SARGAM BIJOOR, Grade 9 Aft, Podar International School, Cambridge Assessment International Education
I ALWAYS LOOK UP TO ABDUL KALAM
IN THE DREAM OF THAT NIGHT
PREESHA KOLHE, class X, DAV Public School. Pune
S ports is an importantactivity for physical andmental development.
Whether played indoors oroutdoors, it is equally good for
your mind and body. Apart fromphysical development, sports also
promotes team work, stamina, quickreflexes and responses. Sports developsleadership and communication skills.Games are important for people of allage groups to keep them fit. It is a form
of exercise that should be a part of ourdaily routine. It helps us to stay active. In-
door games such as chess and carom are goodfor our brain. Sports help us to lead a healthy
lifestyle. As a country, India participatesin many international sports tourna-ments like cricket, bad-
minton, tennis, chess etc. FIFA and ICC Crick-et World Cup are the well known sportingevents played all over the world. Youngstersof today will develop the future of sports to-morrow. We must encourage kids to partic-ipate in sports. Also, older people should be
encouraged to play games to stay healthy. Sportsand games are a good way to stay fit and shouldbe practised by all.
SIDDHANT GADODIA, class VII, JankideviPublic School, Mumbai
SILKEN TRESSES: SHIVANGIKHETAN, class V, Podar World
School, Ahmedabad
KRISHNA TALES: CHINMAYEE KEEERTHI, classIX, FIITJEE International school, Vijayawada
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CARTOON COLLAGE: MADHAVMADHU, class V, MGM Central Public
School, Thiruvananthapuram
MY DEAR TEACHERTeacher is a personwho can make any student of herssmile,and, also, alwayshelp, every studentcross, every single difficultmile.Trust me this not a lie,also, regarding this,no student woulddeny,that, teacher is a per-son on whom,every student canblindly rely.I don’t know howI don’t know why,But a teacher cansomehow make herstudents,Achieve heights whichare higher than thesky.No matter what hap-
pens with me,No matter what Ireport,Though it be regard-ing academics,Co-curriculum orsports,YOU-my dearestteacher always standsbeside me,as strong and firm asa mountain,for total support.If I am the ship thatneeds to be docked
then,You’re its port! My life, for now, islike the dark side ofthe moon,and, I need someone’shelp in the form oflight that too soon,I can also narrate itas a,Cold and silent night,Actually it’s withinme-MY FRIGHT!It is just waiting des-perately for the sun
to rise,And, what I hate isthat,So many people havecome and given menumerous numbers ofadvice,And, to decide, forthat, I need the helpof someone.Ma’am it is you -MYDAZZLING BRIGHTSUN!The bond between usis unbreakable,I have had so manyteachers and tutors,Also my elders havetaught me some,But ma’am I can defi-nitely guarantee youoneThing – that you havea rank among all ofthem,which is just UNBEAT-ABLE…!
AKSHAT JAIN, class IX, Bunts Sangha’s S M Shetty High School & Jr. College, Powai
D o you get a sinkingfeeling in your stom-ach whenever you
picture yourself standingon the top-most floor of ahigh-rise building, peer-ing downwards? I too suf-fered from acrophobia —fear of heights — until,one day, I finally musteredup the courage and facedthis fear.
How does one conquersuch a fear? Well, I just tooka leap of faith, quite literally,and jumped out of a plane. Iwent skydiving and believeme, the experience was trulyexhilarating. From aheight of 20,000 feet I waspushed into a never-end-ing abyss. I careened atan unimaginably fastpace towards the ground.
I opened my eyes and I wasfascinated. I realised that be-cause of my fear of heights Iwasn’t able to appreciate spec-tacular views or even live lifeto the fullest.
This ‘odyssey’ awoke theadventurous, crazy andeasy-going side in me,which had been bound bythe shackles of my mis-placed fear of heights. As
I rapidly advanced to-wards terra firma, I felt arush of euphoria. For acouple of seconds every-thing seemed to blur. Butonce terminal velocitywas achieved, it was in-credible. It was almost asif I was floating on a cush-ion of air.
After my jump, I wason cloud nine! This inci-
dent changed my life and itentirely erased my dread ofheights. I realised that weshouldn’t let our fears con-trol our lives, and must takematters into our hands anddecide our fate – for that be-comes our destiny.
ARSHE RAZDAN, class IX,
NPS HSR, Blr
OVERCOMING FEAR, TO ENJOY LIFE
IMP: All the articles and poems are published with bare minimum editing.
I was flying with a windblowing,which did not stop foranything,whose speed was alarm-ing.It was an invincibleflight,In the dream of thatnight.Now the wind was creat-
ing a havoc and fuss,without any fear andpain of loss,with the wind thoughtthat the lord I was,that is when I looked upto the cosmosI realized, then, that Iam not the almight’In the dream of thatnight.
I came down leaving thewind,with pure sorrow andguilt,Because of this pitifulsituation I had built,“I am dragged into thisplight!” Is what I cried in thedream of that night.Then I looked up again to
the Almight’I could see a faint bandof lightHaving a billion starswhich seemed to be mineGiven to me by his divineThat feeling made mejump to the cloud nineAt last, I felt so right In the end of the dreamof that night.
OUT OF TOWNA hand that held my small one firmGuiding me through all ups and downsPatiently teaching while I would squirmNow, to put simply, was out of town!My sister, my mentor, moved milesawayWith trusting eyes and a pat on thebackHow was I to survive another dayTo be responsible and not wanderastray?Moving away to college, she changedmy life,No more teasing or exasperated sighs. Working through many a strifeHas me today stronger, tougher, bolderand wise.Change is an inevitable thing,A bittersweet truth, an agonizing sting.But in the end, it is worthAll the euphoric memories it brings.Because one day, I heard the exhilarat-ing newsThat I’d so eagerly longed to hear.One that dispelled all my blues,And made me grin ear to ear!My beloved sister would be home againAnd then the truth did dawn on meThe fruits borne by patience never goin vainAnd so I endured the wait with glee!
SHRUTI VINAPAMULA, class VII, NationalPublic School, HSR Layout, Bengaluru
INDIAN ARMY
On duty twenty four seven,By holding AK forty seven.Roaring in the wars,Are you not afraid of scars?Even being betrayed incasualty of fight,Are you not waiting foryour family to see a sight?You are evil invincible foropposite troops,But a super hero for yourkids it’s a proof.Showing that soldiers are atiger they show,When they are wishing todie in glory.He vomits blood for couple
of days,Just to let you enjoy yourhappy days.Standing stiff on Siachenmountain,In cold air and rain.Flying like a soaring eagle,And fighting with naturalvirtue of courage.Surfing through theoceans,among the marine terrors.
Here is our Indian Army,Fearless, courageous,auda-cious and outrageous!FEELING PROUD OF INDIANARMY!
NAYAN PATIL , class XII, Harmony Public School &Jr College, Mumbai
GENUINE HAPPINESS IS IN GIVING
