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MY SCHOOL

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Under her wings, for

 fourteen years 

I felt an inexplicable comfort.

She moulded me into what i am today !

The thought of departing

arouses in me a quaint feeling ,

which makes me appear out of place

The thought of all days with her,

turning into nothing but

precious reminiscences

cast a deep,sad shadow

on the walls of my heart,

The faces of loved ones fading away,blurring my vision,

breaking the tenderness of tears.

As she prepares me

to fly into a new phase of life,

I find strenght in my wings,

and everything she has imparted,

echoes within me

And at last,I fly away from her

as fate approves no alternation.

life

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life is a thick book

whose cover is made bright and colourful.

and few pages too

but as you go deeper the more you read it.

The more complicated it becomes,

still you want to read more, having started it,

You need patience and determination

Those who dont have it ,end up

closing the book before the end.

They fail to see the colourful pages between,

which havebeen inserted

Just  to make you feel better and long for a rainbow of happiness,

which is hard to get.

As the dull pages outnumber the bright pages,

Having read so many dull pages.

By the time you head towards the end,

You have forgotten the look of happiness,

And you end up becoming precautions.

And as far as possible stay away from the end,

You shouldnt be like this,as by making people

who are reading the book,realize the end.

you take away half their happiness

because they want to read it themselves as you have done.

They dont be told about

The happiness and the dull end

Let them struggle I  know

The realities their life themselves.

 

LOC

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Time was passing

And i was gazing

 Everyone played and I dreamed

My leg was in pain

so my play was in vain

Lonely,I sat with a swollen foot

but my mind was saying what?

Oh! I too wanted to play,

but my thoughts were in disarray.

 

I saw a solitary bee,

I whom I considered me

A spider net was lying across him as a LOC

And I understood that he was at sea

My thoughts about bee

Smuggled as a ball chipped in.

 

 

I looked to my sprained foot

Oh!its time to hang up the boot.

I remembered those golden times

That were as sweet as wines

I came back to my sense

When the play was stopped at once

I stood up and slowly

But remembred the bee that was lonely.

Oh!wonderful ,it had crossed the LOC laid by

And my mind thought wider.

A thought flashed across my mind

Which Ifelt as calm as a wind.

 

 

I looked to my feet as my

mind murmured,"this is your LOC

And over it should you win by bearing some pain which will be great

Ithanked the brave little bee

As the football at the corner smiled.

 

 

 

The Definitions

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The last nineteen years,

My nights were disturbed

By a peaceful,but terrific dream!

A small child-

With black face and red lips,

Filled eyes and torn clothes-

Smiles at me

And after shedding the,

Feather- like hair,

Walks into darkness

I asked my teachers-

For a definition

Mathematics mam said;

"Yea,

Area of a triangle is half b-h"

Biology mam thought loudly;

"Without oxygen we cant live"

Chemistry miss exclaimed;

"Hydrogen bombs are disastrous, indeed!'

My barren, mind

Pulled me to the airy streets.

When I was standing there-

As decide where to go-

Through the criss-crossed roads,

A feeble voice called me;

Oh!The hungry childhood of the street!

I looked for some coins

And looked at her face,

The same black face.......

and querrying smile...............

Her sad feeble voice-

Gave me the apt defenition!

Slowly-

I walked back

WITH PEACEFUL-BUT DISTURBED MIND...........................                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

                                                                                                                                                                                          

Old Songs

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How heart-warming it is to hear songs of 90s era.. which many of us grew up
hearing..
songs like--
Chori chori jab nazre milee..from kareeb
Rhim jhim rhim jhim..1942-a love story
All the Dil se�s classics..
Rukmani or dil hai chhota sa from roja..
Tu hi re from Bombay..
Chhai chhapa chhai chhapa k chhai..
Mere rang mein rangne wali from meine pyar kiya..
Rangeelas pyar ye jane kaisa hai..
Chandni raat hai tuu mere sath hai from baghi..
Payali chunmun chunmun from virasat..
Jhonka hawa ka..
Panchhi nadiya-refugee..
Humko sirf tumse pyar hai �barsat..
Ishq..
Chalte chalte..
Bholi si surat aankho mein masti..
Apun bola tu meri laila song fuuulll of josh
Aati kya khandala
Pyar ki kashti mein lehro ki masti me
Aaj mein upar aasman nichen
Bumro bumro
Musu musu hasi :-)

Mostly the songs sung by
Lata mangeshkar .. Alka yagnik.. Udit narayan.. Kumar sanu.. Sonu nigam and
Abhijeet..
Voices Sweeter thn sweetz.. leaves no one in any doubt that 90s era songs
is not a nostalgic return but a heart warming experience by feeling them.

A standing ovation to
A R Rehman
Jatin Lalit
Anu Malik
Ismail Darbar
Uttam Singh
Nadeem Shravan
Rajesh Roshan
Shankar Ehsaan Loy

The composers of these sugary syrupy songs of 90s ..which went straight to
the ppl 's heart from their mind.

A CELEBRATION OF LIFE AND MUSIC !!! :)

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