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CBSE Affiliation No. 1031254

Impulsion

“I am the master of my fate.

I am the captain of my soul.”

These two efficacious anaphoric lines of the poem INVICTUS by William Ernest Henry deliver a sempiternal and imperishable message to every Homo sapiens in this crucial phase of life. The moment when we are urged to be extra cautious, to maintain social distance and to confine ourselves in quarantine, it’s our inner strength and patience which can bring solace to our panicky soul.

Being physically apart but virtually united, is the sole weapon to crush this contagious disease. God has gifted us infinite robustness and attributes. Let’s reroute our mind towards creativity and explore our potentialities. Let’s accord some time to sanctify our inner core. Let’s renovate our temporal accommodation into an affable and compassionate home where feelings and emotions exist. Let’s allocate some slices of valuable moments to our dear ones. Let’s attempt those things which we have never tried like understanding and appreciating the significance of this beautiful life by praying for others.

We can definitely accomplish everything, provided we channelize our mindset. And then, one sunny day, these gloomy clouds will have to bow before our definitive spirit. There will be a sure shot ray of silver when we will inhale fresh breath in the lap of a healed Mother Earth.

Hence, take a pledge of honour to remain triumphant and taste this experience of life to the utmost, to reach out without fear for newer and richer experiences. Rewind those potent lines of Gurudev in your memory gramophone and interpret as:

Where the mind is without fear, ambiguity or despair,

My Father, take me into that heaven of dare,

Let my country thwack this pandemic to become the rarest of rare.

The True Gift of Life

It was Lily’s birthday and she was eagerly waiting for her mother who was supposed to bring the birthday cake, chocolates and other gifts. She was keenly waiting for her mom as time ticked away for the birthday party. Lily was getting upset with her mother’s delay and to make it worse, her mother was not even picking up the phone when she called!

“Oh, how is it that mom is not even picking up her phone? Now what should I do?” thought Lily with anxiety.

Just then the phone rang indicating a call from her mother’s phone. Lily answered with an aggressive tone reflecting her anger and frustration. But to her surprise it was not her mother who was calling, but a stranger’s voice on the other end. “There has been an accident and we are moving the injured to the hospital. We found the purse of Mary Smith with a mobile phone, driving license and ID card. Please do not panic. We shall inform you as more details become available,” he said.

Lily was stunned and unable to utter a word. She ran to her room and between broken sobs prayed to God, “O God, please don’t do this. I don’t want any gift, cake, chocolate or party for my birthday, I only want my mom back safe.”

Suddenly, her mother arrived home, “Lily dear, I am sorry for the delay. Actually, I lost my wallet on the way. I must have left it in the bus,” she said.

“I love you mum, more than anything. I didn’t realize how important you are to me before I felt I lost you,” Lily said while crying in relief.

“Mom you are the best gift that I can have in my life.”

Amicability

‘A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.’

I, as a keen observer, take bountiful time to open myself in any social gathering, while making friends and in being social. People often comprehend my character as unsocial or introvert. I have never reacted to these comments as I know that one fine day, the Almighty would bless me with his finest creation which he has secured only and only for me.

With this reliance, I grew up and started my career. In the workplace, I met different people of different temperaments. I became friend to all. Some called me ‘R.B.I.’ while others defined me as diplomatic but this time also, I didn’t react. I considered friendship as a quality time spent in the company of those whom I know well.

Then came that eminent phase of life where I aspired to go beyond my capacity at an age when others prefer stability. I was unfamiliar to this life lesson. Hitch and hesitation often obturated my progress. I felt slightly reluctant to communicate with young colleagues. However, with the grace of God, I found a friend, who came as a gentle breeze, as a maiden monsoon shower to drench me with her goodness. We were quite different but we were alike too. The cord of honesty bound both of us. I could discuss my doubts with a comfortable ease. Her words of motivation would infuse energy in my veins to face and crush the challenge.

Gradually, I developed a cordial relationship with all. Some would entice me to taste delicious delicacies. While others would leave no stone unturned in transforming me into a techno-savvy employee. There were a few significant personalities who cracked jokes which rejuvenated me.

After one year of my association, now when I walk through the corridor of my school building, I find every element (from quotes to classes) desperate to evolve an alliance with me.

Hence, dear readers, enjoy the fruit of friendship. Life is too ponderous without this charming bonding. Seek then, an authentic friend who recognizes the song of life in your heart and can sing it back when you have forgotten the words.

An Acknowledgement

Some humans come, some go
But the ones I met lately
I hope remain what you call constant.
‘Forever’, a word I called rubbish, strange,
But these people, they make me believe
That some definitions can change.

Ups and downs are things
That can be overlooked, quite effortlessly,
But these humans have imparted in me,
Whatever it is, I realise, needs a bit of care.
Without talking to them,
Each of my days feels kind of blank, kind of lonely.

You make me ponder upon the deeds I did
To get people like you around me.
You impeded numerous actions of mine
Which could’ve altered the reality which exists today,
Have handled me when nothing was left except dismay.
To the echoes of our laughter
The tears you’ve stopped.

You give me the power
To fight valiant, not a lot.
Have made me realize that contentment is a word
And have taught me how to stand after falling in the mud.

To the individuals who I dedicate this to,
I call you worth every word quoted here.