Shishukunj

Journalism Is No Longer A True Harbinger of Tidings

Anushka Mimani, Class X B

What is the true definition of journalism in today’s world? It is no longer a reliable source of information, just a race to gain the highest TRP. It has become influenced by business and political parties and displays amplified news which is one-sided.

Journalism is the basis on which people form their opinions and lays the foundation of democracy but now-a-days can we really trust the media? How are people supposed to question if they don’t know whether the news displayed is the original story or just another made-up rumour?

Many citizen-turned-journalists voice their views through social networking sites but again the veracity is not guaranteed. This problem will only be solved if journalists and news channels work for the citizens of the country and do their actual job which is definitely not twisting current affairs to make it seem more ‘Masaaledaar’.

ईमानदारी

श्रीमती अलका जैन, Educator

प्रत्येक कार्य ईमानदारी से करें

सुना था अपने पिता से

कई बार

देखा था ऐसा करते उन्हें

पढ़ा था कई किताबों में

और अपनाया अपने जीवन में

पर व्यावसायिक मानदंडों के बीच

न मिला इसका कभी कोई ‘पुरस्कार’

कभी-कभी कुछ कमज़ोर क्षणों में

अपने भरोसे को हिलता पाया

‘बटरिंग’ के नित नए रूप देख

मेरा भी जी ललचाया

पर अंतरात्मा ने दी फटकार

और इस फटकार को लिया मैंने स्वीकार

एक कहानी हमेशा मेरी यादों का बनी हिस्सा

सुनाना चाहूंगी बार-बार उसी का किस्सा

था एक ‘कारपेंटर’

करता था सुन्दर कारीगरी

तन, मन और रचनात्मकता के साथ

बनाता था सुन्दर, मजबूत नींव के मकान

मालिक मानते थे उसका बड़ा एहसान

वक्त के साथ-साथ

एहसास हुआ उसे की

अब लगने लगी कुछ थकान

करना चाहिए ईश्वर की भक्ति

“श्रम ही पूजा है”

इस बात में अब नहीं रही शक्ति

पहुंचा मालिक के पास

पूछा मालिक ने

हमेशा प्रसन्नचित्त रहने वाला भक्त क्यों है ‘उदास’

बताया कारण

मालिक भी चाहता था

अपने प्रिय बन्दे का रखना मान

इसलिए मान ली बात पर ‘सशर्त’

बनाना पड़ेगा एक और मकान

तभी ले पाओगे विराम

अनिच्छा और अनमने भाव से

बनाया एक कमज़ोर नींव का

अच्छे ‘एलिवेशन’ वाला मकान

पूरा बनने पर गया मालिक के पास

प्रसन्नचित्त मालिक ने

निश्छल मुस्कान के साथ कहा

जीवन में बनाए तुमने हज़ारों

सुन्दर, मज़बूत, नक्काशीदार मकान

उसी का है ये ‘पुरस्कार’

रहो आनंद से इसमें

और बिताओ शेष जीवन

‘कारपेंटर’ को हुए आत्मग्लानि

जीवन के अंत समय में की

अपनी ही हानि

अपनी ही हानि |

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School Life, Cool Life

Stuti Pasari, Riya Jain, Aviral Maheshwari, Ameya Jain, Vaidehi Partani, Anoushka Malpani, Class IX A

All the way, it’s a race against time,

Necessary it was to sleep at nine.

Thought we were always right,

Played silly games like pen fight.

If we talk about books,

We made hundreds of looks.

Usually we cut an apple with a knife,

But Newton bro made it a theory of life.

Mathematics was full of fractions,

Hindi copies full of corrections.

Economics was full of interest,

Chemistry needed a day’s rest.

Always requested teachers for extra marks,

If not, then required to see parents become sharks.

Whatever it was, however it was,

The best moment of life it was.

Though it was a great zig-zag,

But it was perfectly fab.

Oh! Our school life, cool life!

School Life – A Rap Song

Selvi Kataria, Class IX A

The first day of school,

I cried like a fool,

I seriously had no clue,

From collar to shoe.

But nursery was sort of fun,

In the sandpits, under the sun.

In the breaks, boxes we did share,

None of the ‘feasts’ we used to spare.

Since Class One, we had subjects four,

Now we needed in exams, to score.

When we came to the senior wing,

Teachers considered us grown-up things.

We just need to study all day,

We’ve simply lost our days of play.

The homeworks, assignments and FA,

We’ve really got busy, I say.

Oh what would it be like in Class Ten

I am eager with all my strength.

And what about Class Twelve and Eleven?

How I wish, I could again become seven.

Long after, as we’ll think of school days,

The autosuggestions and two prayers,

The periods of music and dances,

The naming of random Lances,

Our love for swimming, football, tennis courts,

Cricket and badminton were amazing sports.

However much do we criticize,

It’s later that we’re going to realize,

That school life was the best.

It certainly outpaces the rest.

The Journey of the Bird and the Lizard

Sanay Saboo, Class VI A

Once, long, long ago, there was a large kingdom. The king and queen were vile, disgusting people. They gave birth to twins – a boy and a girl. Growing up, the king and queen were horrible to their own children. They treated them like vermin.

But one fateful day, the kind prince and kind princess spilled a bucket of water while taking it to their mother for her bath. The king, who was rushing past, slipped on the water and his sword flew high in the air and fell on his throat, killing him instantly.

The queen saw this and shrieked in anger, “I curse thee! You shall turn into the ugliest creatures and you shall leave the palace and never return!”

Immediately, the young children zoomed away in the air, turning into a lizard and a bird. They landed with a soft thump in the grass.

“What do we do now?” asked the prince, who was the lizard. “We fight back” chirped the princess, who was the bird. They paced the whole area, then they came up with a genius plan.

The next day, when the queen got up and looked out of her window, Bam! A large rock hit her square on the face. Furiously, she looked out again and caught a glimpse of a bird and a lizard sitting next to a makeshift catapult before… Crash! Another!

She grabbed her bow and her sword. She ran down and leapt on her horse and kicked it. Nnnneeeeiiiggghhh! The horse zoomed off after the lizard and the bird. They dodged between trees before the horse tripped on a vine and the queen flew forward into a ravine. There was a cave and she flew into that and was never seen again.

The lizard and the bird slowly turned back into the prince and princess. They set off towards the castle with the horse and they grew to become fair and just rulers. Their reign lasted for sixty more years.

The Kingdom of Fantasy Pearls

Ishaan Yadav, Class VI C

Once upon a time, there lived a king and a queen in their beautiful kingdom called ‘The Pearl City’. As you can tell from the name, the city was full of pearls. In the nearby town, lived a witch named Caster. She had a boon that she could turn anyone into animals.

The witch wanted to acquire the Pearl City but every time the king and the queen saved it. One day, finally fed up of fighting the king and the queen, the witch turned them into a lizard and a parrot respectively.

After casting her spell, she conquered Pearl City and turned all the people into witches. The king and queen were thrown out of the kingdom.

The king knew that there was only one way left. He told the queen that there was an orchid that grew on the White Mountains. They can be free from the spell if they could drink the nectar of that orchid. This could also be used to kill the witch.

And so, the king and the queen went in search of the orchid. They crossed the Water Valley, the Forest of the Ogres and the Forest of the Unicorns. They finally reached the White Mountains and got the nectar of that orchid and drank it. They were immediately cured.

They returned to their kingdom and found the witch sitting on the throne. They sneaked behind the witch and poured the orchid nectar on the witch. The witch started to burn and all those she had turned into witches became normal people again.

The king and the queen happily ruled the kingdom and never let anyone conquer it again.