Saturday, December 20, 2003



RHYME TIME
My mom

I love and adore my Mom

Who is a sea of love and warmth

She does not hurt or harm

Simplicity is her strength and charm

When I am in distress or fear

She holds me and wipes my tears

It is wonderful to take a nap

In her soft and cosy lap

Never does she beat me or scold

Even though I am totally wrong

Instead she shows me the right path

And observes me from the start

She has tapped my abilities

And has channelised my energies

Her motivation ignites me to begin

And her patience encourages me to win

My Mom is a great friend of mine

She is virtuous, gentle and always right

Her personality is bold and bright

She is my inspiration and light

For everything good that shines

She encourages me to do a lot

And cares beyond thought

She trusts me and my capabilities

And gives me comforts and facilities

All the pain is somewhere gone

The moment I am with her at home

I will never let my Mom be sad

And keep her happy along with my Dad

C’oz all the good things that I know

To my humble Mom whom I owe.

— Sahil Sarin, Class VIII-C, Hansraj
Public School Panchkula.

 

The year that was

Year began with World Cup controversy

Warne had to lose had World Cup jersey.

During World Cup Sachin was on a dream run,

Australian Kangaroos spoilt his fun.

Kalpana Chawla was lost in universe among other stars,

Bush was engaged in second Gulf War.

Cancun talks failed.

Saddam Hussain was derailed.

Reports said polluted water was used in Pepsi, Coke,

Later was declared it mere a joke.

There was improvement in Indo-Pak relations,

Mother Teressa was honoured by her beatyication,

Many raids at Badal’s property, courtesy Amarinder

For many there was good monsoon, Thanks to Inder

Mayawati lost her Raj,

For spoiling Mumtaj’s Taj.

Best Bakery and Mumbai riots caused fear,

But it is time to welcome another year.

— Kanvir Kohli Class XI,
DAV Public School, Bathinda.

 

Truth of life

Where there is light

It is always bright

But where it is dark

It is always night.

During the night demons come

But in light, joy always hums.

After a long night, light always comes

And so after sadness, we hear, joy always drum

Life is full of brightness.

But some where there is darkness.

This is the truth of life.

— Brahmjot Dhindsa Class X B
St. Joseph Convent School Bathinda

This feature was published on December 13, 2003

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