Student Name Hriday Bhuta Content Category Science & Technology

Grade & Section 8 Nilgiris Title The Snack Server

Description

This is a chain reaction. There is an incoming call on the cell phone which makes it vibrate

and initiates the reaction. In the end, the remote-controlled car lifts the cover underneath

which lies his delicious snack for the day!

Content

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1u98gz2WD5JVUr5SG_UcUw0PbJY3I4B8S/view?usp=sharing

Student Name Preet Patel Content Category Science &

Technology

Grade & Section 11 International Title The Double-edged

Sword of Artificial

Intelligence

Description

Will artificial intelligence bring an end to human civilisation as we know it?

Content

Artificial intelligence refers to the simulation of human intelligence in machines, which are

programmed to display characteristics corresponding to the human mind. Today, we are at

the tip of the initiation of an artificial intelligence revolution. Inventions that previously only

existed in the realm of science fiction, have been ingeniously created by us. Above all else,

artificial intelligence, not only has scientific implications but moral ones too.

The scope of artificial intelligence is inexplicably wide-ranging. It is not wrong to say that

artificial intelligence has now altered our lifestyles, by virtually bringing about a paradigm shift

in authority from humans to algorithms. Artificial intelligence is aiding researchers significantly

in drug discovery and biotechnology, where it is being used to design microorganisms for

industrial applications. Cybersecurity is extremely important for large organisations, which

wish to keep their data secure. For this purpose, issues related to fraud detection have often

been solved by artificial intelligence. AI has also left its mark in data analysis since it can

handle and process tons of data much faster than humans can. Our voice assistants, such as

Alexa and Siri are forms of artificial intelligence as well. In addition, it is also being utilised in

clinics to monitor medical diagnostics. The truth is that we must be aware of the immense

potential of artificial intelligence, both positive and negative.

Several technology geniuses, like Stephen Hawking, believe that the development of full AI

could eventually spell the end of the human race. Movies like Blade Runner, Wall-E, Her and

Elysium have constantly reminded us of a post-apocalyptic world, in which technology is the

boss. The question is: are we being too paranoid or are we ignoring the fatal consequences

of over-dependence on AI? Although this idea may sound too dystopian to be true, the

downsides of artificial intelligence are quite evident. Machines are just a complex

consolidation of algorithms; they cannot match human creativity. No matter how supreme AI

becomes, it will never replace biological intelligence. The more we rely on artificial

intelligence, the more we are in peril of losing vital skills. People are already afraid that job

automation, may one day leave them unemployed. In fact, this phenomenon is already

happening. According to Yuval Noah Harrari (an Israeli historian and the author of „Homo

Deus‟), as artificial intelligence becomes better at understanding our emotions, we might

actually become very intolerant of humans, as they are less empathetic than computers. This

could be a crucial reason, why AI has adversely impacted human interaction. Furthermore,

the rise of AI weaponisation may threaten world peace.

On the other side of the coin, artificial intelligence has lead to increased automation and

increased productivity in the industrial sector. Indeed, robots don‟t waste their time

sleeping, eating, socialising or demanding wage increments. The fact is that AI

strengthens our economy. Statista analysts have predicted that the AI industry will be

generating revenues worth billions, by the year 2025. AI can perform repetitive and

mundane tasks, such as customer service for us. Evidence for this comes from the fact

that hotel receptionists in countries like China are sometimes robots. Artificial intelligence

has been used time and again, for disaster management. AI algorithms could

instantaneously assess flooding, building and road damage based on satellite images,

allowing rescuers to distribute emergency aid more effectively and identify those still in

danger. Moreover, the most impressive gain from artificial intelligence is its ability of

personalisation. E-commerce sites such as Amazon, analyse our previous searches and

recommend us products, accordingly. These accomplishments, have undoubtedly made

AI an indispensable resource to us.

After all, artificial intelligence is crafted by humans. Therefore, it is up to us, whether we use

AI to create heaven or hell. We need to have the imagination of an idealist, the positivity of an

optimist and the cautiousness of a pessimist when dealing with artificial intelligence. Let us

remind ourselves, that the future is not inevitable.

Student Name Kayaan Bhuta Content Category Science & Technology

Grade & Section 2 Cuckoos Title My Plants

Description

I learned gardening and planted readily available seeds from the house kitchen. The first from

the left is beans, then moong, then wheatgrass, and the last is mustard seeds. This helped

me understand how to take care of things and also how to adjust to new surroundings. The

next picture shows how big the bean has grown. Now I have so many plants (last picture) and

I want to grow more. I just learned about microgreens and how to grow them, and I am excited

to start growing them.

Content

Student Name Risha Thanki Content Category Music

Grade & Section 12 International Title Fireflies - Cover

Description

This is a song cover of Fireflies by Owl City.

Content

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1-JBPxAN5rCNS2riknNHVtRtcb37A0Rsl/view?usp=sharing

Student Name Moksh Shah Content Category Music

Grade & Section 7 Explorers Title Independence Day Songs

Description

Cover of several songs sung on Independence Day

Content

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ggDBlUlD8Q

Student Name Deiv Kotecha Content Category Music

Grade & Section 11 International Title Take A Look Around

- Drum Cover

Description

This is a song from the movie Mission Impossible and is a really popular song. So I decided to

cover it on my drums.

Content

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Xbj6gEZyfiMpn7kxld4Gnt9fSbNwfpzc/view?usp=sharing

Student Name Manav Shah Content Category Art

Grade & Section 5 Vindhyas Title Noise Pollution

Description

I prepared a drawing to show Ahmedabad in a situation of noise pollution. We need to put

control on this noise pollution, as it is a serious problem.

Content

Student Name Sofia Chauhan Content Category Art

Grade & Section 8 Nilgiris Title My Puppy Fifa

Description

This painting is very close to my heart. It‟s about my first puppy. I got him for my birthday and he made my life full of joy. I loved him a lot. I woke up in the morning for him, but sadly on July 27, he died due to kidney failure. Due to that, I painted this portrait for him. He was an all white puppy but I did it in color as representing holi too.

Content

Student Name Dia Nanavati Content Category Art

Grade & Section 3 Explorers Title Unicorn

Description

This is a drawing of a unicorn. I love to do arts and crafts.

Content

Student Name Dhruv Dabrai Content Category Art

Grade & Section 5 Sahyadris Title Night view of beautiful Ahmedabad

Description

I have used oil pastels and acrylic colors to make it lively. My painting shows the beauty of our city during lockdown.

Content

Student Name Neha Sivakumar Content Category Art

Grade & Section 12 International Title 1000 origami tsuru

Description

The origami crane is one of the most classic designs of Japanese origami. Ancient Japanese legend says that the maker of a 1000 paper cranes is granted a wish.

Content

Student Name Adi Bhatnagar Content Category Literature & Culture

Grade & Section 12 International Title Vibration: The Sound of Creation

Description

A poem on almighty ॐ

Content

The Lone Man in the attic, One day rolled up his sleeves, As He sat down enthusiastically, To create the Universe He thought was facile. He picked up His magical flute, Blew air with effusion and gust, Came out a divine melody, From which veggies and fruits outburst, Then He rushed to the grand piano, Grabbing His tailcoat and music sheets, His fingers danced as He composed the attic‟s first symphony,

And heavenly bodies took birth simultaneously, He stopped to gaze at the current world full of soprano. Thought-“I can still create more, hermano” He moved on to the violin that lay in the corner, His hands grabbed its dusty handle and bow, He plucked the strings and played countless concertos, The soft sweet sound gushed out as clear blue water, Flooding the Universe with a new colour, But His creation remained empty yet so. He decided to play His favourite instrument, The Drum, He held the sticks and placed his feet, Started banging and did the best solo of all history, New nebulae formed and stars sprung forth, Galaxies were made complete, Though He marvelled at his incredible feat, He still remained glum. He tried all the instruments He had, From chimes, bagpipes to saxophone and xylophone, Sitar and guitar to trumpet and ukulele, Marimba, concertina, balalaika, veena, To banjo, bongo, Cavaco, Cuatro and didgeridoo, He played every musical sound from a sonata to a triad, Tried every pitch, treble and harmony, Life formed and birds sat on trees, His Universe expanded till nothing to add remained, But He encountered a problem impossible to explain. The Water did not flow, The stars never shone, The plants did not grow, The dinosaurs were precious stones, The birds did not chirp, Nothing in His Universe seemed to work, And now there were no instruments left. To try and revive His beautiful dream. Dismayed and crushed as He was, He hit the hay to be distanced from the failed entity. His wild erratic thoughts combined and formed a threnody, As a tribute to his most irrevocably dead dream, Unknowingly the hymn escaped the confines of His mind, With the cosmic vibration of Om, The Universe teemed. The stars flickered then blazed with brilliant fire, Birds fluttered their wings and mynahs orchestrating, Animals came to life, the T-Rex‟s roar emanating, And fluvial water‟s burble a pacifier,

The Universe started reciprocating, New planets, constellations and stars rose higher. The cosmic vibration became a key, A key to life and joy, A key to be closer to divinity, A key to the locked doors of discovery, A simple hymn with limitless prowess, The original sound of the universe, The ultimate sound of Om, a pattern that all followed. When He awoke still humming Om And looked out his window, The Lone Man in the Attic Stepped out the door and realized that, He was not alone anymore.

Student Name Krish Sanghvi Content Category Economics, Politics, and Society

Grade & Section 12 International Title Testing Our Democracy

Description

An opinion on the relation between the government and the country‟s independent institutions.

Content

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fWpyuhCpwpePx5ZgR6YnqT0_c92EET3h/view?usp=sharing

Student Name Daiviwk Saaboo Content Category Economics, Politics, and Society

Grade & Section 5 Explorers Title 3R, Simple Acts, Big Impacts!

Description

We can all help in some way, big or small, to save the planet!

Content

When you see litter in the streets and the air smells like pollution When you feel like it‟s all pilling up Remember there is a solution! There‟s something each of us can do To keep the rivers clean To stop the loud noises, we hear To keep the air fresh, which we breathe And keep the forest green and clean. Help clean our surroundings, Glass, paper, plastic, tin, Go in your recycling bin. We must start now, we can‟t wait, Quick, or it will be too late! Make a plan to ban pollution, to get a solution. Make people understand to recycle, reuse, reduce and take a stand. It doesn‟t have to be a lot, if we each just do our share It will show the Earth that we care! Only we can change things, Only we can save the world, If we are not willing to care about the water, the earth, the air, the plants and animals that live here too. If we are not willing to care about the future of life nothing will change for the better. Will we all care enough to try? Will we save the world or watch it die?

Student Name Yajurdevsinh Gohil Content Category Literature & Culture

Grade & Section 12 International Title A Tiny Tale of Love and Hope

Description

She loved him the most, and she couldn‟t just watch him lose.

Content

My master used to be the loveliest person alive. He had the most brilliant sea green eyes of all, and the gentlest touch of any person I had ever met. And most of all, whenever he used to call my name, I felt like wagging my tail up and down and licking every inch of bare skin on his handsome brown face. And he made the most beautiful things I had ever laid eyes on, he had a wooden frame on which he laid a giant piece of canvas and created galaxies of exquisite colours and likenesses. That was before he came home one day from the doctor man‟s place and started sobbing. I tried to comfort him by pawing him and licking away his tears, but human sadness is different I think. It was all he could do to hold me tight in his arms and cry his heart out, and it was all I could do to be firm and not howl out in rage at the doctor man who obviously did this to him. It slowly grew worse from there, my master had a breakdown. He took a large hammer and broke open all his galaxies in a fit of wrath. He snapped his paintbrushes and tore at his hair. He smashed his easel and burnt his canvas, he destroyed his life‟s work, in a blind, mad rage. Slowly he began to wear large owlish pieces of glass over his eyes. And one day, he staggered home, his eyes fogged and glassy. He scratched my ears and said with an unseeing smile, “Dear Harley…” the words got stuck in his mouth and he began a rattling sob. “Dear Harley…I can‟t see you, I‟m blind!” And that was when I couldn‟t hold it anymore, putting myself against my master‟s throbbing heart, I threw back my maned head and howled. Things were almost back to normal now…almost, I had my same three meals a day, the same apartment was just as large as always and I had the same freedom to roam the gardens downstairs. But my Master, I realised he was but a boy. A very hurt boy, a boy with scars on his wrists and fog in his eyes and resignation on his mind. He had let his looks go to waste, matted locks straggling over his cracked and mud coloured face, a scratchy beard with last week‟s dinner stuck in it, completing the picture. He had become pale and defeated-looking, and I couldn‟t bear it. So one day, I snuffled through all the garbage in our house and found an old paintbrush with most of its bristles missing and dragged out one of his old canvases, placing it at his feet as he listened to some depressing sounds coming out of an odd flat screen. He sensed me putting something down and stirred, picking both up. “Oh Harley…girl, where did you find this?” Like he expected me to reply “It‟s no use girl, I can‟t even see you anymore, I can‟t see anything” I circled the room impatiently, waiting for a new galaxy to burst out onto the canvas. His brow tightened, he picked up the brush and walked to his closet on trembling feet, gingerly, he pulled out a box of colours, set it down the floor and dipped his brush into a can, with trembling hands he made a neat blue stroke on the canvas. He tried to make another under it, but it ended up on the other side. He smiled, then grimaced and set his brush down, leaving a stain on the canvas. “No use buddy, no use.” I barked at him, to tell him he was wrong, that it

was beautiful, that he was beautiful. But silly humans never seem to understand what you‟re trying to tell them. All this while, he had been drinking a cup of bitter smelling liquid, in my frustration, I knocked it over with my tail and spilt it into the can of blue colour and yelped from the scalding heat. The bitter smell wafted up from the paint. “Oh…Well that‟s…wait!” My master whooped with joy, and flipped the canvas over, dipping his brush into the colour and sloshing away at the canvas with a maddening passion. “Harley, you‟re a genius, my girl!” he crooned as he held up his painting, a hideous pair of completely blue eyes with a misshapen nose and crooked, grinning mouth” I swallowed my revulsion and barked my approval, leaping up on him and licking his nose, his cheeks, every portion of his face that was not covered by his filthy beard. “I love you girl…” He whispered, and those four words were enough to melt my doggy heart and make me feel like a lost puppy in his warm arms again. We played this game every day, I would knock a different scent into a different colour and he would paint something more beautiful every day, until finally one day he walked out of the bathroom, his beard gone, head held high, hair pulled back in a bun and with a face lit up in a confident smile. I whined my approval and leapt into his arms, almost knocking him to the ground and lovingly licking his face as he laughed. Then I knew, I had been reunited with my master, and he with his life.

Student Name Vaasvvi Agarwal Content Category Literature & Culture

Grade & Section 5 Explorers Title The Cloud Dragon

Description

A fantasy odyssey about a dragon and child who became friends.

Content

In the dark land of the witches and the trolls, there lived the most terrible Dragon that had ever existed. His magic power enabled him to take on a cloud form, so he could move as fast as the wind. He could make himself as light as a feather, and take any form from a simple lamb to a fierce ogre And, being a cloud dragon he was the only creature that was able to fire not only flames from his mouth but also brilliant thunderbolts. The cloud dragon would attack towns and villages just for pleasure, for the simple fact of hearing people's cries at his terrible appearances. But he only found true fun when humans sent one of their knights or heroes to try to kill him. On those occasions he would entertain himself by making interminable rainfalls on their armours, or sending little lightning bolts that would scorch the knights and make their hair stand up. Then he would transform himself into dense fog, and the knight, unable to see anything around himself, wasn‟t even aware that the cloud he was in was rising in the air. Martel was a town that was often attacked by the cloud dragon. The king of Martel had a son

named who was known to be very naughty and was the only one in Martel to have sympathy for the dragon. He insisted on going to meet the cloud dragon. He went there with only a protective shield. There, when he reached the cloud dragon‟s cloud, the dragon of course started, so he used his shield to protect him, and the shield did not break because it was a magical one. It was given to his ancestors by the god of clouds. It can stop any creature's power living on clouds, but his father had totally forgotten about this shield. He used the shield to protect himself and after a while the dragon realised that Leo is not trying to hurt him. So the dragon stopped and they both soon became friends and Leo would visit the dragon every day. From that day onwards all dragons and humans became friends because of Leo and the cloud dragon.

Student Name Tanmay Nanda Content Category Literature & Culture

Grade & Section 12 International Title Walk

Description

Content

When eyes are blind, When voices are mute, When feelings are numb, And minds are surrendered, It is then that I shall come. When god loses his way, When washed in blood is his land, When deprived of light is his land, When lost are the souls, It is then that I shall come. When water flows no more, When air is alive no more, When a man is a man no more, When there is evil or good no more, It is then that I shall come. When there are no two sides, When there are no separations, When there are no wrong paths, And when there are no obstacles in the one right. It is then that I shall come. When eyes are blind yet can see, When hope is dark yet beautiful,

When faiths are many yet one, When people are lost yet enlightened, It is then that I shall return. Until then I walk. Amidst the lightning I walk, Amidst the scorch I walk, Amidst the graves I walk, Amidst the ruins I walk. Across galaxies I walk. With the burden of my own body I walk, With the wet of my own blood I walk, With the crunch of my feelings I walk, With the break of my bones I walk. I walk, Until hope comes to light.