Artwork by Mallesh Kamdar, Class IX D
Krishna
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Dreams for India
By Juhee Goyal and Tanya Rajani, Class X B and Sanika Fegade, Class XI A
(This poem was presented by students of Kalam House in the Inter-House Poetry Recitation Competition)
Dreaming with eyes open, is not something new,
There are many to this, not only a few.
Dreams are the basis of innovation,
Which is necessary to propel forward a nation.
Many Indians too have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Gandhiji; he had a dream
The dream of a nation where brotherhood prevails,
A nation where prosperity and peace is entailed.
The dream of an India, which is just to all,
An India which uplifts those who fall.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Dr. Ambedkar; he had a dream
The dream of an India, where everyone is free,
Where man doesn’t live by caste or creed,
A nation where everyone is at par,
An India which has a vision sighted far.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
As Sardar Vallabbhai Patel has been cited,
Dream for an India where we all stand united,
Dream for a nation of victory,
Dream for a safe heaven that is terror free.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Kalpana Chawla; she had a dream
A dream to fly, fly up so high,
Beyond the limits of the sky,
Breaking all the gender barriers
She dreamed of achieving more and more,
Not wanting to settle for mere domestic chores.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Narayanmurthy; he had a dream
The dream of creating an IT giant,
And so against all the odds, he stood defiant.
He founded the Infosys
Which got India into the business lists.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Dr. Kurien; he had a dream
The dream of making India self-sufficient,
In something that it needed to be efficient
He made the nation’s people strong,
And ensured that everyone could hear the milkman’s song.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Major Dhyanchand; he had a dream
The dream of getting the nation
Its due recognition
In hockey, oh! That wonderful game
He brought laurels to our country
When he achieved the same.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Abdul Kalam; he had a dream
He gave us the formula to succeed,
Aim for Mars, not just the moon,
Aim for the stars, and you’ll get them soon.
Many Indians have had these dreams,
Dreams for our country, big ones indeed.
Let us weave these dreams into an amazing story,
A story of our nation’s strength and glory,
A story that will go on for generations to come,
A story, that inspires all to dream, not just some.
We Dream
By Mrs Abhilasha Umahiya, Educator
(This poem was presented by students of Dhyanchand House in the Inter-House Poetry Recitation Competition)
Being zealous young children,
We aspire, we imagine, we gleam.
With our honest hearts,
We dream, we dream, we dream.
We dream of a land
Of a bright sun and rains and chill,
Where no cloud of smoke and poison
Loiters over the heads to kill.
Where I can live fearlessly,
You can live fearlessly…and so can everyone,
Where no bomb destroys a house,
And massacres old and young.
Where each mother is a Durga,
Each father just and strong,
Where old are loved and cared for,
And are not done any wrong.
Where every man and woman
Stands up for justice,
Where hatred and revenge
Are not at all a practice
Where the world is free of
Rejection, bombs and guns,
Where in the lap of mother Earth,
All do freely, cheerfully run.
Where a girl is not killed
For the sake of hollow honour.
Each eye has respect, acceptance
And pride for her demeanor.
Where no girl, no woman
Is scared to walk alone.
She doesn’t depend on others’ mercy
But soars higher on her own.
Where people don’t suffer and ail
And it’s a paradise,
Oh Lord! Give us strength
To be strong enough to rise.
We sing a song of our vision
That makes our eyes gleam,
Ah, we are not only singing,
But reviewing a fond dream
In the Village
Artwork by Dishita Jain, Class X A
A Bright Morning
Artwork by Mahak Patel, Class X A
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Window on the Wall
Art by Tanisha Shah, Class VIII B
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A Last Day
By Ishita Jain, Class VI D
Nobody had known for a while,
When I was talking to an uneven file.
I was talking, while I walked,
For a minute, I was shocked.
That was all my feeling,
When I was dreaming.
I had nothing to do,
But I saw my uneven file too.
Now, I was in depression,
But I had to do my preparation.
One thing I have never thought,
That thing I have never got.
This uneven file took my head,
When I was going to my bed.
Nothing I have done,
And the first shine came of sun.
When I was going to my bed.
Nothing I have done,
And the first shine came of sun.
My Adorable Father
You are the one,
Who gave me life.
With all the fun,
And my lovely mom.
You never said no,
Always encouraged me to go.
In every smile of mine,
You are the reason for the smile.
Fruits and Flowers
Art by Devesh Nath, Class VII A
Let Every Bud Bloom
Art by Avani Jhanwar, Class XII B
Marks and More Marks
Tanvi Devpura, Class XI E
‘How much did you score in your last test?’ This is probably the most common and horrifying question asked to all school going students these days. Wherever they go, and whoever they talk to, everyone wants to know just one thing……. the number of marks obtained!
Students are constantly told that these ‘numbers’ are what define them and that they have to work day and night to ‘earn’ these numbers. If not, they will not get admission into a good college and their future will be bleak. They do not get any time to read just for pleasure or pursue any other hobby. ‘Sit and study’ has become the daily mantra of the parents.
It is probably the fault of the current education system that marks have become the only measure of success in life. Colleges take admission only on the basis of marks scored in a particular examination. The only anxiety students have these days is about marks, and more marks in the examinations.
This trend needs to stop and parents need to be made aware that not only marks, but sports, art, music, etc. are equally important in a student’s life.
It is ironic as I sit and write this article, that I wait for more “numbers” to define my life.
