By Shriya Agrawal Class VI C, Avira Sisodiya VIII C, Avani Laddha VIII A
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Category: Blog
Brooding
By Ananya Khujneri, Class XI A
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An Evening Together
By Zahabiya Ali, Class XI C
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Dream High
By Nidhi Bohra
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Connecting with the Soul
By Khyati Vyas, Class IX A
Shishyans are bursting with fun filled energy and positivity like never before!
Before you begin wondering about all sorts of reasons, let me tell you, the secret lies in the school’s unique initiative of ‘Auto Suggestions’- a program where positive thoughts enlightening one’s mind help students discover their true self. Encouraged by sentences like ‘I’m brilliant,’ ‘I’m the architect of my life and creator of my destiny’ and many more, students get a chance to boost their potential and channelize their vibrant energy towards more fruitful directions. Students have appreciated the program, acknowledging that it has brought a noticeable change in their lives. The confidence and smiles on their faces is the biggest proof of that. Mrs. Singh, the Principal remarked that the school is succeeding in its aim of providing knowledge beyond classrooms and books and giving them the secrets of a happy life. Definitely, ‘Shishukunj is a different school of thought’.
The Land of Books
By Radhika Rathi, Class IV B
When I was in the bed at night,
When there was no light.
I fell asleep and had a dream,
There was a beautiful land and a stream.
The land had hills short and tall,
Which were made of books big and small.
Comics, science, thrillers and fiction,
This land of books was full of attractions.
I wanted to live there forever and ever,
As the books would make me wise and clever.
But after all it was a dream.
With a beautiful land and a stream.
In the Wild
By Zahabiya Ali, Class XI C
Nature
By Koshika Jhavar, Class IV B
I am the blue sky.
I am the ocean wide.
I am the drying desert.
I am the sun rise and sun set.
I am the wind blowing.
I am the forest alive and breathing.
I am the seven colours of the rainbow.
I am the blooming flowers.
I am the tiny drops of rain.
I am the birds chirping.
I am the erupting volcano.
I am the enormous mountains.
I am the nature.
I am the wonderful gift of God.
Butterfly
By Yashvi Mundra, Class IV B
I met a butterfly,
Yellow, black and brown.
Hovering over flowers,
Flying up and down.
She sits so near
I’ll touch her with no fear.
At once she flies away
She sits but doesn’t stay.
Flowers
By Shreya Singhi, Class XI D
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