Shishukunj

The Three Monkeys

By Shlok Sabarwal, Class VI F

The story starts when a group of Chinese people visited India and gifted Gandhi ji a Chinese toy which had three monkeys on it. They said this is just a toy but it teaches a very important lesson. They said that each of the monkeys stood for something. The first monkey, Mizaru who sees no evil, the second monkey, Kikazaru who hears no evil and the third monkey, Iwazaru who speaks no evil. Gandhi ji kept this toy with them all lifelong. This knowledge was passed down to us but nowadays this knowledge has faded, people see evil, hear evil and speak evil. People thought to protest against evil but their method of protesting was wrong. They tried to fight evil with evil which increased the evil nowadays. When one sees or hears evil it’s like having a disease, first his body absorbs it and then the body tries to release it. It’s like stepping on a gum, it’s hard to get rid of it and we take it with us…

The worst part is that when we encounter evil we try to get others involved in it and we pass it on. Nowadays children can see evil everywhere they go. For example, news, games and movies are full of violence which makes the children imbibe the violence. For example, on April 20, 1999 two students Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold were caught on the high school’s camera in the cafeteria shortly before committing suicide. This was the effect of seeing and watching evil.

We went to stop evil but we became a part of it. That is the reason why we need to bring back the three wise monkeys again. This doesn’t mean that we should stop protesting. This means that we should just change our manner of fighting evil. We should use peaceful manners to fight against evil and once again evil would not be a part of us.

Benefits of waking up early

By Debanshi Bansal, Class VII A

Only the early bird gets the worm!

Allow me to express my views on the merits of getting up early. Before saying anything, I would like to ask how many of you get up early and see the beauty of the rising sun? What’s that? Nobody?

Our ancestors used to get up very early and were able to use the time for their daily chores. Today’s generation is a pack of lazy people!

‘Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.’ This quote by Benjamin Franklin enlightens us about the importance and value of getting up early.

Once a customer asked a shopkeeper the price of a certain book.

“2 pounds”, came the reply.

The customer started bargaining with the owner. After sometime the customer again asked the shopkeeper, “So one last time, tell me, what is the price of this book?”

“2 and a half pounds.”

The customer was shocked. “When I asked you last time you said it was worth 2 pounds, how can the price increase now?”

The shopkeeper replied, “2 pounds is the price of the book and half pound for the time I invested into it.”

The early morning breeze freshens our mind and relaxes our body. For some people, it’s the best time to exercise. One can even use this time to study as lessons learnt at this time are retained well. No chances of getting up late and missing the school bus.

So, wisely use your morning. Get up early, take a deep breath and plan your day. And don’t forget to remember the quotes!

Heavenly beauty

By Aditi Jaisinghani, Class XI A

Childhood

By Naisha Kumar, Class VI B

The best stage of life
before having a husband or wife
is childhood, I tell you
having worries few.

Playing with friends
chatting with friends
rejoicing always
while being students.

When you become an adult
lots of worries are to bound you
you will remember the hide n seek
and the parties you threw.

So let’s cherish every moment
and enjoy our childhood
celebrating with friends
laughing as much as we could!

One Day

By Nandini Pillai, Class IX C

A day when I will soar high,

Touch the cloud, feel the sky,

Higher and higher I will glide,

I will be smiling in my pride.

A day when I will be alone,

Nobody to stop me, all on my own,

Love and respect is all I will earn,

“Live your life” is all I will learn.

My heart will beat with the rhythm of the tides,

I will be resting in hand woven hides,

A day when I’ll rule my world,

My problems will be twisted, turned and curled.

A day when I just wouldn’t care,

Will pamper myself and caress my hair,

Will adorn myself with a crown of affection,

And will rise the next day, to live this dream of attention.

Telecommunications- Let’s not forget the creative guy

Kanishka Tripathi, Class XI C

The day that Albert Einstein feared I think has finally arrived. He said, “I fear the day when technology will surpass all human interaction” and yes, the modern technology has invaded over the erstwhile orthodox practice of writing letters. You want to send your messages through the screen? Do that. But kindly do not be oblivious of the classic way of communication. It will really speak volumes about our urge to save our culture as people if we preserve the tradition that has been carried over for eons.

Whatsapp, Facebook, or any other feature of telecommunication for that matter has gained currency. Sheer convenience that it promises, is so handy and alluring that one can’t just escape the greed. Those of us who have been endorsing telecommunication as the technology of the day refute this very exhortion by reminding us that we start taking things for granted till they evolve into cliché. The biggest irony, example of the same is that humans cut trees, make paper out of it and write ’save trees’ on it. Yes, I agree that the modern ways of communication save tons of paper but what is the harm if you write a letter to the one you love once in a while? Why not do it as a tribute to the creative guy who came up with the idea of writing to distant people. Poor fellow didn’t have any gadgets to do away with his loneliness.

We are a product of our past. That’s exactly from where we’ve evolved. Respect the evolution, but go back in time. Adopt writing and not solely rely on cell-phones or computers. It’s an experience in itself. Let history resurrect. After all, a world is not a world until it has some element of past in it.

Faces – 2

By Ananya Khujneri, Class XI A

The Rain Song

By Saakshi Mittal, Class X B

(Inspired by The Song of the Rain by Khalil Gibran)

I am showered from heaven,

Remarked as God’s blessing.

God sends me on earth

Considering me as the epitome of

Faith and hope to spread

Some love

I cherish the earth and the nature

And the birds and the soil.

I’m the drink of God

I’m the ambrosia of the lords.

The soil assimilates me to

Appease its thirst

I’m its nectar.

My farewell is marked by the sun

It delights the world by

A seven coloured magic

I depart with spreading

Colours and love and joy

To the world.

I make the world more beautiful.

Priceless days!

By Arunima Rathi, Class XI-A

Alone I can say but together we can talk,

Alone I can smile but together we can laugh,

Alone I can enjoy but together we can celebrate.

This is what school life is all about!

It is the time when your ‘Camlin’ geometry box and ‘Natraj’ pencils are your prized possessions and the only holiday you took were to go to your grandparents’ or your cousin’s house. The wild imaginations, big dreams, the mixed emotions… and so much more!

It is the time when piling homework, projects and exhaustive exercises bring in nervousness, tension and sleepless nights. When the excitement of a new bag, smell of the pages of new books, new subjects, new seating plans are the most fascinating things in life. Experiences like the joy of standing first in class and the sorrow of losing a basketball match are some significant parts in the making of school life.

Life is all about learning. School life is a preparation to face the challenges that the bigger school, that is, the world is going to offer to us. School shapes our character, moulds our mental attitude and fashions the basic principles of life.

The very memories of school days certainly makes you feel nostalgic and makes you want to relive those golden years of your life!