tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36268505677692901822024-03-13T08:15:53.560-07:00 NASR WRITESFathma Mohsinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13473069518009773213noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-59623768368809973422021-01-26T21:50:00.001-08:002021-01-26T21:50:47.747-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">THE COLOUR OF LOVE</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Unlike Thisbe's, my liking is meek,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">for her lover Pyramus had the Devil's cheek.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The stealth the two lovers conspired at dawn,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">before their parents had realised the betrayal,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">the smitten couple had already gone.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The cloak left behind as she ran for her life,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">quenched not the thirst of the lion's strife.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">But alas! Pyramus had known not,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">and not a single doubt had he fought,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">as he gave up on the pointless resistance to death,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">as soon as his sight with the blood-stained cloak met.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">He weeped at the thought of his misfortune,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">his tears could even melt the heart of God Neptune.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">He wrung his hands and wiped his face,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">his emotions wept off, leaving a solitary trace,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">his lover had died, oh what a shame,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">he leapt to his death, jumped onto the sword,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">crying out loud, his inamorata's name.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">His blood splashed onto the mulberry tree,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">as his soul left his body, into the other world, free.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The oblivious lover returns to the scene, </span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">for she had outsmarted the wild beast, her heart smiled with glee.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">She had nothing to lose, but love to gain,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">but what she came across made her face contort with pain.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">the agony left her body with a loud scream,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">she ran towards her dead inamorato, wishing this was a dream.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The lifeless body of her dear plunged her heart,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">"In death does his beauty shine so bright, oh my love, you were a work of art,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">wake up, my darling, rise,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">tell me how much you love stealth, our love in disguise",</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">She shrieks in horror and the tragedy she denies,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">that could not be their end, not a sad demise.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">She wrings her hands and wipes her face,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">her petite body leaving not a single trace,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">she jumps onto the sword, as a tear drips down,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">oh, she'd imagined the marriage vows and the wedding gown.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">All her hopes had shattered to naught,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">she gave up her life, and a lesson she taught,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">to the faithful couples and the unrequited love,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Aphrodite shed a sob, as she rode her chariot of dove,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">over the remains of the lovers and the love they had,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">the Gods above feared an intimacy so mad,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">to honour the duo's lament and derange,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">the mulberry tree was marked with red, the colour of love had to change.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Saniya Rumaiza</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">XI-B</span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-50804088886213773512020-12-24T07:03:00.000-08:002020-12-24T07:03:06.517-08:00<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="color: white; font-size: large;">• BULLYING x BODY POSITIVITY x GENDER EQUALITY•</span></span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaOuZB9ABrvtK00ojXxrCQqc4rZ4Q99QFen9zOvl5AOKwsb6ACLdVeuwWHX_ZbeIDiClwHoUeBwZxl4xrmMKljSemnPYHl7fry3HEMhk-doCEEhjUYqWhtQ6A5L2duLfR1QkddKdxas3f_/s1080/d5daca84-4991-4899-9be8-841800d8bd28.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaOuZB9ABrvtK00ojXxrCQqc4rZ4Q99QFen9zOvl5AOKwsb6ACLdVeuwWHX_ZbeIDiClwHoUeBwZxl4xrmMKljSemnPYHl7fry3HEMhk-doCEEhjUYqWhtQ6A5L2duLfR1QkddKdxas3f_/w400-h400/d5daca84-4991-4899-9be8-841800d8bd28.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; text-align: left;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">I look at the neighbourhood aunties, sitting in the garden, quietly gossiping about something while pointing their fingers at my friends and me. We try to ignore them but they were persistent in their gossip. I overhear words like 'moti hogayi' 'she has turned so dark ask her mum to not give her chai' 'ask her mum to give her something to eat, she is still thin as a stick', they laughed and giggled as they spoke about us.</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">I tried registering and comprehending this event as a fifteen-year-old.</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Were these fully grown women bullying us? Were we wrong to have not said something about it right then?</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">Then it struck me, this little incident that I had just witnessed was the result of the never-ending cycle of bullying and trying to make women fit into the standards the society has set for them. These aunties, who were now bullying us, were probably bullied into fitting the right vision of a woman the society deemed fit.</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">A society so blatantly unfair in its character.</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">I recall a conversation with my grandmother, she was telling about the days of her youth, when she was skinny, fair and "desirable", she said she wasn't always that way and that she had to become skinny to become the "desirable" woman the society wanted her to be. She smiled and said she was keen on finding the "perfect" bride for my father too. I asked her if she thought it was fair to expect women to fit into such standards, she smiled and said "that's what my mother wanted of me, Jumaina, we never had the audacity to question our elders"</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">We may inherit a lot from our mothers and foremothers, but one thing we, the daughters of these brave women, pledge to not inherent is their silence. Women come in all shapes, sizes and colours and we refuse to be bullied into "fixing" ourselves.</span><br style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">-Jumaina Fatima</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;">XI-B </span></span></div><div><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div></div><br /><p></p>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-75249314437775122022020-10-10T00:28:00.002-07:002020-12-24T03:09:05.313-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">MY INDIA</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-size: large;">Grand, mystical, festive, diverse and incredible are<br />some of the words that occur to one when they hear of India.<br /> The landscape of India is splendid, with the long<br />range of Himalayas resting atop the country, adorning it like a<br />majestic crown, the scorching deserts and salt flatlands in the<br />west painting a surreal white hue, the ‘seven sisters’ in the<br />east as closely knit as a family is by blood, the riveting sunset<br />views from there, the serene greenery and waters of the<br />south, with hints of architectural brilliance all around. India is<br />as diverse as it is vast. Be it people from different religions<br />and backgrounds celebrating their differences or the wide<br />assortment of foods from saccharine sweets to spicy hot<br />curries or a whopping number of 780 languages spoken or<br />the countless fine arts, our country is the very essence of<br />diversity.<br />The glory of India was not an easy feat to achieve. Years<br />ago, when England colonized India, our forefathers had<br />struggled to even survive. The craftsmen and their<br />indigenous art, the farmers and their dearly-nurtured crops,<br />the working class and their loving families, the Indian soldiers<br />and their dedication towards their motherland, everything<br />was taken advantage of. The land that was once called ‘The<br />Golden Bird’ looked pitch brown with the rusty prisons and<br />chains that bonded us; and the barren lands that were<br />trampled beneath the posh English boots. We were looted,<br />starved, shackled, whipped and enslaved in our very own<br />homes. 200 years of injustice and we had finally made it<br />through. India became independent in 1947 and rose like a<br />phoenix from the ashes of the British. No wonder why<br />everyone thought we were ‘The golden bird’. India, today,<br />stands among the fastest developing countries of the world.<br />From sports to arts, our nation is acclaimed for all the right<br />reasons. while ISRO launches a new satellite every six months<br />and Indian filmography is applauded at global events, one<br />such thing that is still treasured is the cultural values and<br />ethics passed down. The sentiments, love as well as respect<br />that each home carries are beyond description.<br />However, there are two sides to every coin. In 2020, as<br />the world is trying to process through a deadly pandemic,<br />India has its own internal issues to deal with; The political<br />unrest, democratic deadlock, a wave of revolution, mental<br />health ignorance, the long pending rights of women, riots<br />and a blind eye turned to all these problems. Some may say it<br />is mayhem. It becomes difficult to define “my india” in such<br />unsure situations. My love for the country makes me fear<br />what its future will look like but India has never been a<br />country to give up. The vision for tomorrow is filled with<br />laughter, warmth, brotherhood, unity and peace, just like the<br />period post-independence. What is assuring is that the<br />Indians are willing to dream, make an effort and grow<br />beyond this havoc together, hand-in-hand. That is My India.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Samskruthi</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">XI-B</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-67382565692317485352020-10-10T00:28:00.000-07:002020-10-10T00:28:08.681-07:00<p><img alt="C:\Users\SHAKEEL\Desktop\20200526_201640.jpg" height="737" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/CLCwCF_ktCwvnYf_5h6l3k9i_wr7PZmkzttsSkhBKvNxujVPN4UG10qxpYlhj2lRUxalDEm5ymAjZgS6jr2nAaJqtWvljnR7PQxg0CSfvWsqtxAHZpE4I0HYj9ceYHNq7inrqvc6fP-MXzvQSQ" style="margin-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" width="541" /></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-fa45082c-7fff-9b4e-38bc-400701bbce32"><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">But he that dares not grasp the thorn should never crave the rose. </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;">-Anne Bronte<br /><div style="text-align: right;">-Aamirah Ahmed </div></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="text-align: right;">XI-B</div></span></span></div></span><p style="text-align: right;"> </p>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-14538768854739048262020-09-18T08:41:00.002-07:002020-09-18T08:41:33.401-07:00<div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">O HEART, DON'T FALL</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">O Love, be moderate; allay thy ecstasy,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">for the men around are pensive,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">their eyes show no mercy.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Grief and sorrow keeps playing their game,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">so I plead thee, O heart,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">don’t fall, refrain.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">O sweet Venus, simmer the chariot driven by thee,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">the touch of pain is evident in thy eyes,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">the ones that often shine with glee.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Misery is the anchor holding thee at bay,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">so I plead thee, O heart,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">don’t fall, if thy may.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">O bright stars, that die on such a night,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">where two young lovers separate out of spite,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">be gone, hatred in the awakening of love,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">let lady Diana shed her light,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">so I plead thee, O heart,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">don’t fall, don’t put up a fight.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">O motherly Juno, give me strength to fight for my pride,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">as the mortal men are devious,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">their hearts are cold, their tears have dried.</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Let no Zeus trick thee into a treacherous kiss,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">so I plead thee, O heart,</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">don’t fall, for ignorance is bliss. </span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">-Saniya Rumaiza</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">XI B</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><br /></div></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-71605137213793331492020-09-18T08:34:00.001-07:002020-09-18T08:34:28.640-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">INSECURE INTROVERT </span></span></span></div><span id="docs-internal-guid-52a398a2-7fff-865c-4c21-99f16d40c5f3"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Trust me when I say,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">No light passes my way.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Life has been a test,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">with no time to rest.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">All that mattered was looks,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nothing to look in books.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">My life has been a joke,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">No trust from my folks.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">No one has been near,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">who would call me dear.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Love was planted,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">My life was haunted.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dreams have gone bitter,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nothing looks brighter.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">I loved to share,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">But no one cared.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Trust me when I say,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">No light passes my way.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Now that I have your attention. Life has become so busy that we do not have time to smile at our loved ones. we care less of those who do not come in our shortlisted closed ones. Then there comes those people who are so insecure but very talented who are unable to feel free enough to express themselves. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To tell us insecure people to just do things is not the right way because ' If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages prince's palaces ' , those intelligent words by Portia from The Merchant Of Venice by Shakespeare. There is no one who would not want to be appreciated but what pulls some of us back is the fear of judgment and the self doubt that what we are is not enough. To those people who feel like this experience will teach you to never have a moment in life that you would regret. You do not have to make elaborate speeches to express yourself. You just have to make that one single statement that sums up all your views. As said by someone 'Silence is the best answer to all stupid questions and a smile is the best reaction in all critical situations'. If you have heard the story of 'B. Wordsworth' by V.S. Naipaul in which the protagonist, a poet, tries to write the greatest poem ever written. He tries sum up all the things that happened in a month in a single line and I believe even if he could not finish it he was a great poet because poems have to be written that way short but with so much meaning and even life is that way you just have to understand what to put forward finally</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Remember the golden words of Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam 'In life no one will remember how you looked, talked, walked or what you did...Everyone just remembers you by the way you made them feel when they were with you ' and this is how they judge you. Do not try to be someone believing that is what people like. You are different and unique and you are supposed to be that way. A simple smile, a hug, words of care is what people want, especially when everything has just been wrong about 2020. Life is unpredictable and you get to live just ones so give your best. People say many things but whom to listen and what you finally learn is what matters. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To sum up all this 'You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think' the very special words from Winnie The Pooh. I just hope you start believing in all the extraordinary things you can do one day. Ending this with a small poem of hope.</span></span></p><br /><div style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">SANGUINE SOUL</span></span></div><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Careful jokes, hidden feelings,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Suppressed words, untold truths.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Craving the careless life,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Living a described one.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jump back into </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">your older self,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Live again your</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> childhood days.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Find the love,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Unforgettable through times,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Find those memories,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">soothing your soul.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Look back</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">to a joyful life,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">and remember</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">the heartfelt smiles.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Recall those</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">cloudy nights,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">When you were not alone,</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">But with hopes of a tomorrow.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> -D. Pranati Sreya</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">XII-A </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 36pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span></p><div><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-31766565095243821212020-09-18T08:25:00.002-07:002020-09-19T22:19:41.305-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">MY INDIA!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Bahnschrift SemiBold SemiConden"; font-weight: 700; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><span id="docs-internal-guid-f87c0fc1-7fff-c406-93b2-b2f6047604dd"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm assuming a lot went on in the mind of late Pingali Venkayya when he was designing the Indian flag. Three colours that represent courage, peace and nature manage to arouse a sense of nationalism in every Indian. We live in a country where 22 languages are spoken. It is a profound mixture of cultures and traditions that characterise the "Indian way".</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">As much as we glorify unity in diversity and venture out to explore opportunities abroad, there is reason to be proud of being an Indian. India was unified and consolidated by many rulers and governments with the Mauryan empire being the first to unify the whole of India.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The colonial era nationalism that rose during the struggle for independence brought together people from all over the country with a common intention</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">One against foreign ownership. We didn't deserve to be exploited. The Indian population was a collective force against colonial rule and imperialism because India was not to provide for a superpower but to provide for its own “super citizens”.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">The genetic make-up of an Indian is far better than that. As a potential superpower, India has had a growing international influence and prominent voice in world affairs. After centuries of colonial exploitation, India has become a newly industrialised country. This land has nurtured people with exceptional abilities. We‘ve got artists, quaint creatures, scholars and discoveries of those who make us proud.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This makes up the race of our nation. The race of </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> nation. Where I have rights, a say and security. The diversity here provides an exposure that no other terrain can offer. A true democracy, which when I come of age, makes </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">me</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> a part of the collection that is responsible for its rise and fall. A vision that reaches out to every citizen and resident and extends a helping hand because we are meant to co-exist while embracing fraternity. I have the right to equality and justice based on the simple fact that I belong here hence I deserve it, not that which my age, gender, cast or faith might suggest. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Looking at years to come which may or may not be on Mars, I see a collaboration that will succeed without fear and bloodshed merely because the pen has always been more powerful than the sword. There should finally come a time where </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my</span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> country pioneers the peaceful war. The exchange of an olive branch will be a new found custom. Afterall, this country is a land of celebration and colour, do I really want to taint it? No.</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">As the great Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore wrote,</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">where knowledge is free. </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Where the world has not been broken up </span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">into fragments by narrow domestic walls."</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Growing up under the care of proud Indians and those who lived through the struggle for independence, I, a youth that has learned to appreciate the past glories of this land while being blessed with tranquility may well feel a thrill in invoking the prayer and salutation, “Jai Hind”.</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Ammaara Bashir Babukhan</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">XII A</span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div><span style="font-family: "Bahnschrift SemiBold SemiConden"; font-size: 14pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-59239085677405204512020-09-18T08:14:00.005-07:002020-09-18T08:14:49.081-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">AN INDIA OF MY DREAMS</span></div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">“India is the cradle of human race, birthplace of human speech and mother<br />of history and tradition. Our most valuable and constructive materials are<br />treasured up in India only. ” -Mark Twain<br />India is the country which was given the title, “The Golden Bird” in the 17th<br />century, the country which harbors the immortal wonder of the world, The<br />Taj Mahal, the country which has witnessed the birth and glory of leaders<br />like Samrat Ashoka and Mahatma Gandhi, the country which exhibits “Unity<br />in Diversity” at its best and a country which builds up on the foundations of<br />non-violence and peace.<br />From being a colonial state to being a well renowned and prime economy of<br />the world, India has come a long way.<br />India is the land where the soaring Himalayas stand with all their might,<br />where the Ganges river feeds the agricultural fields of our farmers, where<br />the sultry beaches of Peninsular India attract a number of tourists.<br />Being a science student, how can I not mention the advancement of sciences<br />in India and the contributions of esteemed people like Aryabhatta, Mr. C V<br />Raman, the Nobel Prize awardee, Mr. A P J Abdul Kalam, the Missile Man of<br />India.<br />India being one of the oldest civilizations of the world, has beheld the fusion<br />of distinct cultures and traditions reflecting the secular approach and the rich<br />heritage of our country, in whose lap breathe the happy followers of all<br />religions. Ours is a unique culture which cherishes its temples, mosques,<br />churches, which cherishes nearly 25 languages spoken across the country,<br />which cherishes different lifestyles, beliefs and the spectacular diversity that<br />resides in this nation.<br />Let us not forget that every coin has two sides, this diversity makes India so<br />special, yet unfortunately the same diversity tends to pull the strings of<br />disharmony in our country. The diversity which earns India its admiration<br />can sometimes cause people to take the wrong step of practicing violence in<br />the name of diversity, contrary to the Gandhian Principles on which our<br />country rests. This diversity sidetracks people from dominant issues like<br />hunger, poverty and unemployment.<br />But this is where the theme of this speech “My India” holds utmost relevance<br />to me. An India that I would call mine not just when it is lauded and highly<br />spoken of but an India that I would call mine when I can contribute even a<br />little in crossing these hurdles and making this nation more developed, an<br />India that I would call mine if I can do my bit in strengthening the values and<br />heritage of this celebrated nation and an India that I would call mine which<br />can make the world a better place by practicing and abiding by the essence<br />of peace and nonviolence.<br />I would like to end by saying that it fills my heart with immeasurable joy to<br />say that I am a proud Indian and the land that I stand upon with pride is<br />“My India!”<br /> Jai Hind!<br /></span></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Rashiqua Munshi</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">XII A</span></div></blockquote>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-79158902618704657152020-09-18T08:02:00.000-07:002020-09-18T08:02:02.515-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">THE ELITE FLOWER</span></div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">That one small defect<br />What they call weakness,<br />Is installed in all,<br />And vulnerability it increases.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />It brings down the cheery;<br />Moreover the optimistic,<br />To most it is unknown,<br />And never materialistic.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />It gives you what's essential<br />And sometimes correct:<br />The roots to keep you all alive,<br />And the shoot to stand erect.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />It was all what was needed<br />But nothing that was wanted,<br />To live a life that kept going<br />Which was never enchanted.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />Beauty was missing<br />And so was dear glory,<br />That one drop of colour<br />Could take a turn towards victory.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />That turn was taken<br />Which gave all the power;<br />The fruit started growing<br />Out of that desperate flower.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />The flower was given,<br />And clearly not lent;<br />From the one I ever counted on,<br />And so it was called my strength.<br /><div style="text-align: right;">-Ammaara Bashir Babukhan</div><div style="text-align: right;">XII A</div></span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-20863414747111016662020-09-18T07:49:00.000-07:002020-09-18T07:49:34.120-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">INDIA: A HARMONIOUS POTPOURRI</span></div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="font-size: large;">As rightly said by Mark Twain,” India is the cradle of human race , the birthplace of human speech,<br />the mother of History , the grandmother of legend and the great grandmother of tradition.” India is<br />one of the most ancient thriving civilizations of the world and a hotspot for tourists.It shelters 1.3<br />billion people who are of diverse ethnicities, yet are all united by the Tiranga.<br />Our nation got its independence of the 15th of August ,1947.It was achieved through the<br />perseverance of our freedom fighters like Gandhi Ji, Sarojini Naidu, Jawaharlal Nehru,<br />Subhash Chandra Bose among numerous others. We were one of the first countries to<br />achieve our freedom by a non-violent struggle.<br />Our Constitution, framed by Dr. B.R.Ambedkar imposed on the 26th of January,1950 that declares<br />our country to be a “sovereign,socialist,democratic,republic”, is the longest Constitution in the<br />world and makes our country the world’s largest democracy as well.<br />Our rich traditions, dating back to thousands of years are being followed to the notch, right up to<br />this date along with the incorporation of modernization. Our citizens pioneer in each and every<br />sphere of life. Algebra, trigonometry, calculus and the number “0” were invented in India. We have<br />imbibed fitness in the global citizens through Yoga and martial arts. Ayurveda, one of the most<br />ancient medicinal techniques,was also developed in our country. Our architects have built<br />countless monuments in the memory of our beloved ancestors that have withstood the ravages of<br />time. The Taj Mahal, one of the Seven Wonders of the World is also situated in India. Our diverse<br />land is home to many other UNESCO World Heritage sites such as Hampi.<br />Not only did we have a glorious past but we are also living in the prosperous present era. We are<br />home to the largest population of youth, the second most massive amount of internet users and English<br />speakers in the world. India boasts an extremely good track record in education and sports. We have<br />never lost even a single Kabaddi World Cup till date! India is the first country to successfully launch a<br />satellite to Mars in its very first attempt. Moreover, our country provides a mammoth amount of<br />Information Technology professionals to many international and indigenous companies. We have<br />achieved a remarkable feat of the world’s tallest statue of Sardar Vallabhai Patel as well.<br />Apart from this, India spearheads all other countries in terms of its diversity in land, language, culture<br />and tradition. It is estimated that over nineteen thousand languages are spoken in our country! Also,<br />our country nurtures people of various faiths in such a harmonious way that our brotherhood<br />and integrity is an example of co-existence worldwide. Our mouth-watering cuisines, our hospitality,<br />our utmost devotion in following our customs makes us stand apart from the rest. India is home to a<br />plethora of landforms as well. May it be the Himalayas, the Deccan Plateau or the coastal plains, all<br />mesmerize their onlookers with their serenity and beauty. India also hosts the Kumbh Mela in every<br />twelve years which is the largest congregation in the world! Such is the opulence of our beloved<br />country.<br />India is heading towards a promising future as well. Our country is prospering through the “Make in<br />India “ campaign through which new employment opportunities are being provided to our<br />countrymen , thereby boosting our economy. Our country will be having the world’s foremost<br />radioactive reactor that will run our factories and workspaces efficiently. Numerous other scientific<br />feats are expected to be achieved by our fellow countrymen.<br />I would like to conclude by reiterating that we are extremely privileged to be the citizens of India<br />whose unity lies in the diversity of its people. India etches its splendour onto the minds of every<br />onlooker and leaves them with a perpetual impression Though each one of us is different in our<br />customs, our hearts beat with the same cadence as our homeland that has blessed us with abundance<br />and grace. Jai Hind!<br /><div style="text-align: right;">-Amruha Ahmed </div><div style="text-align: right;">XII A</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-64409224445789423462020-09-18T07:35:00.000-07:002020-09-18T07:35:11.658-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> ENDANGERED FELINE</span></div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">They walked along the trail in search<br />Of food and shelter, or a living in fact,<br />Paw by paw they printed on<br />A pathway leading to their habitat.<br /> <br />They inhaled the air of forests, behold!<br />Had peace and shade and freedom full,<br />Did not know of the unmatched foe<br />Waiting to expand himself.<br /> <br /><div style="text-align: right;">-Ammaara Bashir Babukhan</div></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;"> XII A</span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-44886405574023471732020-09-18T07:33:00.001-07:002020-09-19T22:16:50.288-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">THOUGHTS</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">All of us do think but do we know whether what we think is right or wrong?According to me,<br />there is nothing like right or wrong thoughts. Thoughts are like those relatives whom we<br />don't want to come but they come unwillingly. Same is the case with our thoughts. We<br />cannot stop our thoughts but we can surely control them because at some moment,<br />nothing else but your own thoughts may kill you from inside. All of us just care about<br />what other people would think, instead, if we would think 'who cares?', it makes a lot of<br />difference. It's just like a cycle that other people influence our thoughts and our<br />thoughts influence us. If no person has the right to influence our thoughts, why are<br />we allowing them to do so? Lastly, I would advice, "Think happy, stay<br />happy."<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Saanch Agarwal</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">XI B</span></div></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-18610952055482087532020-09-18T07:22:00.002-07:002020-09-18T07:22:43.070-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: large;">MY INDIA</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A cradle for tradition, a birthplace for origination, a home of<br />individuality and a place of diversity is what makes my country, India.<br />Greetings everyone, or must I tell, my fellow Indians. I, Aamirah Ahmed<br />of grade XI, will be expressing myself on the topic, ‘My India’. Having<br />been independent for 74 years, after immense struggle, has moulded<br />our country into what it is today. Even though it could be described as a<br />place of fast-paced economic development, a home to 1.3 billion<br />inhabitants, a powerful democracy, a land of beautiful landforms like<br />the Himalayas and the Thar, a country which as a whole forms<br />dissimilar harmonies, India will always be considered a feeling.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />India has always been a country that I could call mine. Making me<br />a reflection of what it is, India has had a profound impact on not only<br />me but also the rest of the Indians. It has given me the roots which<br />have been instilled in such a way that, I have realized, we are nothing<br />but the characteristics of our country itself. India has been a harbor to<br />everyone, like a parent which is to its child. A place I can always call<br />mine irrespective of the circumstances and can always come back to.<br />The power to stand out, in its own ways, amongst all of the 195<br />countries in the world is what makes India unique. The diversity,<br />customary, spirituality, being a basket for several religions, yet a<br />country which is extremely present-day, pragmatic, freethinking and<br />accepting is what makes India, India. Even though it’s a country with<br />several distinctions such as the 29 states, 22 languages, 31 cuisines and<br />several other unending dissimilarities, it has had the power to bind us<br />together through unseen forces. India is that prism which converts the<br />seven very different colours into the pure white light when passed<br />through it. Even though to some people it may be a place of wide<br />diversity, unbreakable unity, a place which is the homeland to the most<br />renowned freedom fighters of the world, a place of the several known<br />and unknown scientists, mathematicians, authors, poets and poetesses,<br />philosophers, athletes, artists, prominent figures, the birthplace of<br />several iconic games like chess, a place of eye-opening monuments and<br />buildings, a place which has various landforms starting from the fast-<br />flowing rivers to the still mountain ranges, but to me, it will always be<br />an indescribable feeling.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />In conclusion, India is my home. A feeling which brings warmth<br />even when I merely think of it. A place of uncountable distinctions, yet<br />unceasing unity and understanding. A place which in its own way tends<br />to bring a new surprise. A place which is young and mature at the same<br />time. A place developing in its own unique ways. A country<br />unapologetically itself. To sum up in Rajiv Gandhi’s words, India is an<br />old country but a new nation. Thank you. Jai Hind.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Aamirah Ahmed </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">XI-B</span></div></span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-48639858957556192872020-09-18T07:18:00.005-07:002020-09-18T07:18:42.372-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">DISSIMILAR HARMONIES</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">A chorus of non-similar chirpings,<br />An accord of angels’ singing,<br />A group of diverging raindrops,<br />Making God eavesdrop.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />Every different note,<br />Every different lyric,<br />Combining together,<br />To make flawless music.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">All humans,<br />All entities,<br />Being themselves,<br />To form the dissimilar harmonies.<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">-Aamirah Ahmed</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">XI B</span></div></span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-18123700855834704852020-09-18T07:13:00.001-07:002020-09-18T07:13:37.615-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> FINALLY FREE</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">When the stars are a stone’s throw away<br />And you hear the nocturnal birds sing in the tenebrous night,<br />You wonder if you will ever be<br />As free as the feathers during a bird’s flight.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />You imagine being at liberty as a feather<br />And facing all the menace,<br />But a little voice in your head<br />Makes your mind’s inward eye offset.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"><br />You then take a huge leap with immense fear in your heart<br />And risk flying without a shield.<br />That is when you realize that you are light,<br />Yet strong as a feather and are finally free.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: large;">-Aamirah Ahmed</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: right;">XI B</div></span></div>Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-90495979419144133952020-07-12T07:07:00.000-07:002020-07-12T07:10:59.734-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-81077139146480278572020-07-12T04:16:00.000-07:002020-07-12T07:11:24.176-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">I hear my mom scream,<br />"Bags, books, your comb and cream<br />Scattered on the bed with those of jeans<br />This is how you keep your room clean?"<br />Do you sometimes forget I am a teen?<br /><br />I hear my father say,<br />"Wake up, get up, chase your dreams,<br />This is the time to choose your stream.<br />Leave your Instagram, songs and films<br />Don't waste your time in front of a mobile screen"<br />I wonder why they don't understand that I am a teen.<br /><br />I hear people say<br />"OMG, look at her size!<br />Foods and drinks? She'll never compromise"<br />Please try and understand I am a teen.<br />Let me be<br />Let me enjoy my teenage<br />Stop ruling over me,<br />This age won't return back to me, let me enjoy<br />Please understand I am a teen.</span></div>
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<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: large;">I used to look at the world and there was much to see</span></span><br />
<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: large;">But now there is much unseen<br /> There isn't much to do but watch our own screen.<br />Shops are closed , streets are empty<br /> Our time in isolation just gets frenzy.<br /> <br /><br />Let's imagine the world after this,<br /> There will be bargaining on streets to highest deceit,<br />There will be students bunking classes roaming in malls<br />Unlike homeschooling, where we used to put our camera off,<br />There will be honking on roads and shouting on streets to buy 1kg and get another free.<br />We will be walking on roads without any fear , free of masks and oxygen near.</span></span><br />
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Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-47307797078457184512020-07-12T04:08:00.000-07:002020-07-12T04:08:39.313-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-14962082619189968982020-07-12T00:15:00.003-07:002020-07-12T01:31:32.589-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">Screams of justice silenced,<br />While society pretends to be balanced.<br />Your pointless efforts I shall survive,<br />with a heart to love till I die.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large; font-weight: normal;"><br />No, I don't need your validation<br />Nor your comments for compensation<br />Breaking stereotypes of a lady like<br />I colour my hair phenomenal like<br />I bear designed marks that define me<br />I wear glitter that shines me<br />Nose rings make us devil incarnation you say,<br />But we slay that imperfect beauty every day.</span></div>
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The roads are quiet and so am I<br />There are no vehicles ,not even a fly.<br />Curious to know what lay beyond the sky<br />It looks azure and high !<br /><br />The grass is greener and Wow! The birds gleefully sigh,<br />I wish this remains my beautiful World forever and I never die.<br />Alas! a Virus has made everyone cry.<br /><br />I braided the branches to suit my needs<br />I selfishly scraped the mountains to make my world of fountains.<br />I ate the flesh and grilled<br /> it for my needs.<br />Ah what deeds !<br /><br />Fallen I am but not to stay,<br />Awaken again leaving behind dismay.<br /><br />Time to see myself I guess<br />For I need to remove my mess.<br />Introspecting my mind and soul<br />This is the time I can hole!<br /><br />Hole, a place for my Soul<br />Digging it deeper to reach my Goal.<br />Making it stronger, peaceful and whole!<br /><br /><br />Tell me your name, why are you shy?<br />You too wish the same life as I!<br />For I think, I dream, I write and I apply<br />Never loose hope and fly!<br /><br />Turnover all the stones<br />To know the world of unknown.<br />Sit on your game of thrones<br />To remove all the cyclones.<br /><br />Soon you will see the Orange light<br />And your journey of Enlightenment will start with a Flight!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">It's not a long story,<br />Just my thoughts on a small piece of paper<br />That comprises volumes of love, of a dreamer<br /><br />Thoughts flowing in the space where only he could hear.<br />Her sad eyes, he could not bear.<br /><br />They could not meet in the glory of their space,<br />And move on together with pace.<br /><br />They consoled each other with music of their breadth,<br />Playing their notes in depth.<br /><br />Wanted a nest, strong and wired .<br />Anticipated for a social thread, much aspired .<br />There was fear in Nature and dreams fired .<br /><br />As they sat in a seesaw of ups and downs,<br />Echoed their souls in lesser known but crowded towns.<br /><br />Crowded towns of Silence, of Secracy<br />Where both had their own frequency.<br />No one would ever understand their Anthroposophy.<br /><br />Eternal it was, they believed<br />Nothing could be deceived.<br /><br />Soul, a garment , he said<br />We would meet when we head!<br />Head towards the morning light<br />In the space so bright .<br />The grass would be greener, Right?<br /><br />She was confused !<br />Just a garment he said, if not here<br />They would meet only after Rest!<br /></span><br />
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Maleeha Fatimahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12010506992650346182noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3626850567769290182.post-36148743272726136742019-12-16T22:35:00.000-08:002019-12-16T22:44:38.294-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-IN" style="font-size: large;">“No country can ever truly flourish, if it
stifles the potential of its women and deprives itself of the contributions of
half of its citizens” - The spirit of these words spoken by Michelle Obama
perfectly encapsulate the two-day long conference of the Nasr Model United Nations.
We live in an era where political correctness has been extended to all sections
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option. Decentralisation of gender & ethnicity in the world is our first
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young girls to the table; debating, analysing and fully portraying their
respective country’s stance on the various political issues concerning interventionism,
legalised torture, marine pollution, journalistic responsibility and lastly,
women’s representation in governments. During the twenty-hour long conferences,
each committee passed various motions followed by active debating and lobbying
before the formation of blocs and passing of the favourable resolutions.
Despite the long sessions, it was enthralling to see the delegates and
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<span style="font-size: large;">In a monumental victory for women’s reproductive rights in Chile, the government’s constitutional tribunal voted to decriminalize abortion in cases of rape, fatal fetal impairment or when a woman’s life is in danger. The decision of Chile’s constitutional tribunal to support the decriminalization of abortion under the three circumstances represents an important win for human rights and for the protection of the lives and health of women and girls across the globe. <br /><br /> Initially Chile did not explicitly permit abortion in any circumstances and nearly 2,00,000 unsafe abortions occurred each year in Chile. Far too many women have suffered at the hands of the country’s blanket ban on abortion. Now, only seven countries criminalize abortion. For too long, Chile has lagged behind in its efforts to protect women’s health, rights and equality by continuing to allow this extreme and harmful abortion ban. <br /><br /> The UN Committee on Economic, Social and Cultural Rights urged Chilean Officials to redouble its efforts towards preventing adolescent pregnancies by assuring the accessibility, availability and affordability of emergency contraception and other critical reproductive health services. <br /><br /> The real task now is to ensure the law is actually enforced, that women and girls are fully able to access to comprehensive health services they need and that this reform opens the door for them to be able to fully enjoy their sexual and reproductive rights. <br /></span><br />
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