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Monday, September 29, 2014
Monday, July 7, 2014
LOVE STORY
It all began with just one hello; And later went to bye forever.
She smiled ; he laughed,
She cried ; he laughed.
She felt him crying ,
She felt him smiling.
He took her for granted.
He was her prince charming,
He was her smile ,
He was the one who made her cry,
Her nights were sleepless .
She cried,
She cried and said, ”no problem dear, one day you will feel the same fear ."
On their sixth,
She took the gift.
He was drunk,
He shouted,
He roared.
On her knees she said, “my lord, pls don't drink, it will harm you. "
“Oh you foolish girl ,there is nothing worse than you,go away, ugly girl."he bellowed.
She ran down the street ,
all the way crying to her place.
She wrote.
She took the knife.
Next morning, he realized.
Wanted to say her sorry.
Founding her in funeral, he laughed and said, "here you are,i looked for you in our favorite cafe, I looked for you across the street, I looked for you everywhere,you are smiling and sleeping ,get up my highness."
She responded,
She responded with the note she wrote last night.
She whimpered, "dear ,I fulfilled my promise to love you till my last breath. You were not my mistake, you were my love. You smile, we smile. You cry, we cry. And that was our life. Don't cry and don't let others cry. "
And now, when she is not there.
He smiles, she smiles.
He cries, she smiles.
His eyes full of tears,
Promising not to drink again.
Oh my girl, please come back.
Crying with the gift,
She gave him on their sixth.
Roaming here and there,
Calling out everywhere,
"my sera, please come back to your prince. "
I promise
I promise, not to make you cry again.
See I am smiling,
I am not crying, please come back.
Those days spent together,
That star gazing lying on the ground together.
Can't you remember anything?
If you can't come, I will come to you.
The Next Day,
he went to her princess.
And they were, Romeo and Juliet .
And this was their end.
Shringarika kapoor
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
OUR AHLCON
by Apeksha Rai
VII F
All seeds sown are
changed into seeds in this unique lawn,
It’s none other but
our vivacious Ahlcon.
We feel very
comfortable with our teachers who are well-versed,
They are the only cure
for our knowledge thirst.
The galvanizing Words of our Principal Sir provides us the fuel,
He never let’s any child be dull and dim.
Some sing and dance in their own graceful way,
While some make models with the help of clay.
Many of us create the
world with the power of our pencils,
But Ahlcon is a
platform open for all skills.
We swim and discover the beauty of water in pool,
And our knowledge- heated minds become calm and cool.
When we enjoy table-tennis, shooting and squash,
We feel rather fresh and our brains wash.
For health and hygiene, our school has a big name,
And this is how we earned such fame.
The school provides a
clean environment to each one of us,
Whether it’s about
canteen, corridor, classroom or bus.
For discipline there are a
number of rules,
Which when we follow, we outshine all other schools.
Our library isn’t just a library, it’s a WORLD OF BOOKS,
And we read them as if they are the recipe we are cooks.
It’s a place where we find Science, fiction, fun and what
not,
And we ask our friends- “Which book you’ve got?”
Studying in this school isn’t just a pleasure,
But for all of us, it’s a lifetime treasure.
Friday, May 2, 2014
DANCE
by Vanshika Sharma VIII F
Doing dance
Who can miss that chance
Dance is to express
Not to impress
Express your feelings
And reach to the sky that is beyond the a closed
rehearsal hall ceilings
If you don’t succeed
Don’t quit and sit
Do your best ,try, don’t be shy
Straighten your hands so that they can touch the
sky,but keep your toes
on ground
and let them be close
Dance from heart.....
With your expressions make it alive
You can perform freestyle or hip hop
Just shake your body from bottom to top while
doing contemporary
Cover the whole stage like it is being mop
Being an excellent dancer don’t show off.
Because your moves can be tossed
You can dance anytime anyplace anywhere with
anyone
But just a request do dance to express not to
impress
a story by KHUSHI SHARMA
In the park I once saw a girl being chased by her father looking very happy. When she sat on a bench I walked up to her and I asked her some quetions after that the normal chit-chat started. Soon she became my friend. Her name was Piyali. Some years later once she met me in the same park and told me a story, her story. This stroy contains two phases.
Phase-1
Piyali's dad,Saurubh Agarwal and mom,Vishakha Agarwal got divorced when
she was very small and she lived with her dad. Every now and then her dad used
to tell her, "I love you!". She found it really awkward, but she
never said anything.One day she finally asked not being able to hold herself
back anymore that why did he said so everytime they met. His reply was simple
and calm, "You'll know when it'll be time."
That time soon came when.........She came home almost ready to commit suicide.
she was unable to see any other way out. You must be curious to know the
reason. Actually she failed in 12th which meant her career, her life all will
be affected badly and most of all what she was afraid of was that her
relationship with her dad would strain apart. Suddenly her dad came in and she
hid the knife and first line he spoke was, "No matter what I will always
love you" and he hugged her.
Suddenly she felt the warmth and the love in his heart and she knew that
he won't let the thraed of their relatonship break so easily. Suddenly she
forgot all about her griefs and decided to tell the truth and after seeing the
results react. She told him and instead of scolding he said, "There is
always a way out and when you'll see yourself in some 10 years you would be
surprised to see that this girl wasn't a failure because she had the strength
to fight against her failure." She dropped the idea to suicide.
Phase-2
"Dad, nothing is going to happen! Just trust God.", said
Piyali with water in her eyes to a skinny, small man lying in a hospital bed.
That man was Mr. Agarwal, Piyali's dad. She was trying console her dad but he
was not able to respond. The doctor called her out and she walked out with her
heart in her mouth. Her worries were right. The doctor told her that there was
no other chance than to keep him on ventilater and observe.
Some days later again the same happened and this time the doctor told
her," Mr. Agarwal is not recovering but he is sinking instead. We
recommand remove him from the ventilater. You cannot see his pain but he is in
a lot of pain, Piyali." Her heart suddenly felt very heavy, as though it
had stopped beating a long time age and is nothing but a stone.
She went back to the room and said the three magical words which freed
her from her pain, expecting to work same for him.
Piyali silently walked up to his side and said,"I love you,
dad!" and lay her head on his lap. He very slowly and with a lot of
difficulty put his hand on her head and smiled.
When Piyali woke up he was no more. She smiled and said, "I love
you, dad!"........
-Khushi Sharma VIII-F
Thursday, March 20, 2014
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