By – Anoushka Dhutia
By – Anoushka Dhutia
By – Trisha Padiyath
A memory peddler came to my house one day,
To ask if I had any memories to give away.
I thought, memories? I may have one to spare,
After all, when it comes to memories, everyone has a fair share.
I remembered, faintly – when I was but one,
Laughing and playing and having so much fun.
I recalled then, a time when I was two,
Painstakingly learning to tie my shoe.
I recollected immediately, when I was three,
Being innocent and playful and gloriously carefree.
I thought then of when I was four,
Arguing with my mother over who she loved more.
I remembered celebrating the birthdays ages at five, six, and seven,
When blowing out candles and receiving presents were like being in heaven.
I remembered running, and playing on the beach,
When everyone I met had something new to teach.
I recalled the time when I was old enough to kno
What ‘photosynthesis’ was all about and how it made plants grow.
Memories made with the people we love,
Feel like little glimpses of heaven sent from above.
Good times come and go, but memories last forever,
They are a bond between you and your past that nobody can sever,
For memories are indeed timeless treasures,
That exceed far beyond ordinary measures.
I told him, ” I am sorry, they’re all too precious to give away!”
And that’s the story of how the ped
dler left empty-handed that day.
I vividly remember those days when I felt sad about not having a younger sibling.
Soon my prayers were answered! I finally had a companion in my lovely baby sister. I fondly recollect the day she was born. I went to the hospital and carried her in my arms. The look in her eyes when she first saw me is something that I will never forget for years! I felt extremely happy as a sister when she uttered my name for the first time.
Every passing year since then has been more and more memorable. She jokes, plays, fights and even complains about me but our love for each other has only increased. Today when I flip through the old photos, all those fond memories come gushing to me.
My sister is very caring and loving. She is always there to comfort me when I feel low. She is my life companion in whom I can confide my secrets just as I share many a funny moment. Life without her is truly unimaginable!
I remember the time when I went to Europe. I went on a cruise which took me to the Greek islands of Olympia, Corfu, Mykonos and Santorini.
We embarked on the cruise from Venice and went to the harbour where our ship ‘The Norwegian Jade’ was anchored.This beautiful ship on which I was about to sail was like a huge 7 star hotel in the Mediterranean Sea. We had another family along with us and thus had good company. There were restaurants that served us meals twenty four hours a day. The ship had a huge pool, a small football field, a basketball court and a tennis court on the upper deck. As we set sail, the Mediterranean Sea looked beautiful in deep blue colour and with the reflection of the sun changed to an aqua green. We would get off the ship to explore the Greek islands when it docked at small ports enroute. Every evening there were many entertainment programs like dance shows, magic shows and concerts. It was a beautiful and memorable experience. The memories of the Mediterranean Cruise will stay with me for ever. This was one of my best vacation trips.
The best time of my life is my time in school
I study Newton, Pascal and Joule.
Not coming to school on time, I am given a punishment
So being on time for me is a great achievement.
When finding the value of x, y and z is a great task
Now I can solve the trickiest of the sums you’ll ask.
When your friends’ tiffin seem tastier than yours
And eating it more like monkeys than matures.
And begging for games period is our part time job
Thinking about these memories just makes me sob.
Having those amazing times with friends and chatting endlessly
Oh how I love this and sometimes miss them
I really love the time
When we study, play and sing rhymes.
And I look at these times and admire our place
Life simply moves to another phase.
NUPUR K RUPARELIA
आज से बीस साल के बाद,
जब हम अपनी-अपनी ज़िन्दगी में डूब जायेंगे,
दफ्तर, नौकरी, परिवार के साथ,
मन के किसी कोने में रहेंगी आज -कल की बात?
जब रेडियो पर २०१६ का गाना बजेगा,
क्या हम इसी तरह जी भर के गा पाएंगे ?
या हम सुनकर, यादो में सिर्फ खो जाएंगे?
पाठशाला में मित्र से लड़ाई-झगड़ा,
अध्यापिका की डाँट,
दोस्तों से हँसी-मज़ाक का सिलसिला ,
क्या हर पल, हर कदम हम भूल पाएंगे?
हर सहेली का चेहरा,हर टीचर की वाणी,
हम सब को आज लगती है जो प्यारी,
परंतु जैसे समय का पहिया घूमेगा ,
यह पल भी हमारे मन से मिट जायेंगे|
यह ज़िन्दगी का सुनहरा पन्ना ,
हर दिन,हर पल को जी भर के जीना,
ओस की बूंदो जैसे यह यादे भी मिट जाएंगी ||
Arya Vidya Mandir Bandra (West)
जीवन मे कभी-कभी कुछ प्यारा-सा खो जाता है,
प्रियतम वस्तु के खो जाने से,
जीवन फिर अर्थहीन-सा हो जाता है।
मेरी सुख स्मृति, मेरे बचपन के मज़ेदार दिन है,
पीछे मुड़ कर हम कभी उन पलों को नहीं पाएँगे,
सुख के लम्हे-दुख के लम्हे खो जाएँगे,
आनेवाला दिन कुछ नया दिखाएगा।
कुछ खो जाने से समय नहीं थम जाता है,
जीवन की गति चलती रहेगी,
दुख के क्षण पीछे छूट जाएँगे।
स्मृति जैसे मनुष्य के मन का मान है,
विस्मृति मनुष्य को प्रभु का वरदान है,
दोनों के होने से जीवन आसान है!
By Prerna premchandani
Roll no 16
“The brightest memory fades faster than the dullest ink.” ~Claudia Rankine.
I never really visited many places within India, as I thought there was not really much to do here except to visit ancient temples or valleys, which I wasn’t much a fan of. But Rishikesh was unusual. when my mother told me about it“ Oh, another boring old place I thought. But no, was I in for a ride! Exactly the opposite of what I expected, it was one of the most adventurous and exciting places I had ever visited.
The place I was staying at was called Atali Ganga, due to its situation in Atali Dogi, and it being close to the river bank of the Ganges. I busied myself with white water rafting. Although it isn’t much of a deal for many people, getting up at six in the morning and pushing a raft forward twenty kilometers using all my strength, was quite a big one for me, and a fun one too. The most entertaining part of rafting, as anyone who has done it will know, is the rapids in the river. Just as my fellow raft-mates and I saw one up ahead, we knew we were in for some thrills. Clutching the side of the raft, while swift river rapids are tumbling your raft side-to-side, sometimes even upside-down, is quite an exhilarating experience! Even the people rafting with me were quite cheerful, and made us all laugh, while an old man encouraged me too to do somersaults off the boat with him.
Although it was for a very short time, and not as thrilling as some would say adventures were, it was one of the best that I have had, and gave me some of my most cherished memories.
Class: 9 C
Arya Vidya Mandir Bandra (West)
There is a game that we play known as Chinese Whispers. In this game people take turns whispering a message into the ears of the next person in line. By the time the last person speaks it out loud, the message has changed from the original. It has been altered with each person passing the message.
Our memory is a lot like this game. Whenever we remember an incident from the past, our brain makes a change in ways that can alter the later recall of the event. This means, when you remember this incident for the second time, you might not recall the original incident but what you remember the previous time.
Our memory cannot produce an image of the original incident by time travelling back to the original incident. The image can be somewhat distorted because of the prior times you remember it. You might recall not the original but what you remembered the previous time.
Std. IV C