Shishukunj

Tonight The Last Night

By Sahaj Kori, VII A

Once upon a time, there was a university in the far land on a hill. It was actually was a castle. But many preferred not to go to study there because of the rumours about ghosts and phantoms. No one had ever seen the ghosts, the accidents were the only proof. But there were three young scholars who stayed together in a room of the university’s hostel. All of them were brilliant in studies and topped in every exam. They were Percy, Jason and Frank. Percy, Jason and Frank were in their senior and last year and it was the last night in their hostel.

Late at midnight Jason got up from his dorm room and headed for the bathroom in the dark. When he reached the door her heard a long creak and it became still. ‘Who’s there?’ Jason called out, but there was no response. On his way back he heard another voice which called out ‘Jaaasssssooonnn!!Help!’ He ran in the direction the voice seemed to come from, but when he reached the stairs in the corridor there was nothing. He thought he was hallucinating and returned to the dorm room. Suddenly a ghost with flashy fangs and demon wings dropped from the ceiling. He was so terrified that he couldn’t even scream for help. He ran towards the stairs. Another ghost without any head was waiting for him. ‘You will die’ it said. Suddenly there was a flash of pure white light and the ghost was reduced to smoke.
Jason couldn’t believe his eyes but standing beside him was Percy himself with a crazy grin spreading across his face and a crystal sword in his hand. On his left was Frank with a six feet long javelin glowing from its crystal aura. Surprised, he asked his friends, ‘What are you guys trying to do? It’s one in the night and last day for the university and you are roaming in the lobbies and the corridors and scaring people. Guys seriously it’s no time to carry out a practical joke!’ Percy stopped him and said, ‘Jason, it is time now that you know that you are a half born. It means you are a special child of the spirit of the light. People like us are supposed to save the world from the nightmare and ghosts led by their leader lady May. She controls the spirits of darkness and is unstoppable. But, we have to stop her and now we have located her. She is in this university. We got the signal from the spirit of light that we will find a half born here. When we found you, we became your best friends.’
Jason finally had the courage to ask, ‘All right I’ll help you but tell me is this sword real?’ ‘Yes, Very much real and extremely effective on ghosts.’ ‘Let’s go and find her’. The three of them checked every room but found nothing. Finally Jason spotted her and it seemed that she was searching for them as well. It happened like this:-

– They go to the faculty room.

– Find their math’s teacher sitting on her desk at four o’clock in the morning.

– Jason messes up by dropping his sword.

– Their teacher looks up speaks ‘I am lady May and you seem to be half born so naturally I’m going to stop you and your cursed spirit and end your life. Time to say good bye little heroes. Hee heee hhheeeee hhhheeeeee!!’ she crackled and floated out of the room.

They followed her to the top of the castle and suddenly she charged towards them. But Jason suddenly felt a bolt of power coursing through his body. He yelled ‘IMPHAZAZLC!!’ and a white hot bolt of lightning came from nowhere and vaporized her.

No one spoke till five o’ clock as they sat watching the rising sun. Finally Percy piped up and said ‘You are a special one….’ He put one hand around Jason and another around Frank and said, ‘Let’s enjoy our graduation friends we now have lots of work to do!’ saying this he and his godly friends turned to get dressed for the graduation ceremony.

Jason woke up as light was streaming inside his dorm room and Percy and Frank were dressing for the event. ‘Are you not coming?’ Percy asked. Then he understood that he had been dreaming all the time. ‘Come on let’s get our degrees,’ he said as he got out of bed.

Nature

By Aditi Jaisinghani, Class XI A

Three Naughty Monkeys

By Harsh Agrawal, Class VII A

Once upon a time, there lived three monkeys. Their names were Harsh, Aditya and Divyansh. Each of them was very poor in studies. They were always scolded by all the teachers. One dark stormy night, a witch appeared suddenly from the dark, dense clouds. The monkeys got extremely scared. The witch took out her magic stick and showed a statue to them. She told them that if they would not study, she would convert them into a statue. But the three of them still continued to trouble the teachers. The next day was the graduation ceremony.

The witch did some magic in the graduation caps that were to be worn by the three monkeys. On the graduation day when the monkeys were wearing the caps two of them turned into statues. Having watched this, the third one did not wear the cap. So, the witch made him a statue using her magical wand. Today also the two monkeys are statues with graduation caps on them and the third one without the graduation cap.

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.