The Story
The horrors of the lost past
Are nightmares of the present:
The clouds in the sky won’t last
They hide the tears of the
sobbing morrows.
The sparrows chirruping in the sky
Wish to have the highest fly.
Is this what the God demands:
to make it fly high only to
be in the jaws of it’s predator?
The kite keeps an eye on the sparrow,
Like the past draws the present;
The kite is avoidable by
Hiding under a savage-rest,
Only to be caught and live in dread,
The past, it ravishes the present time:
Like the kite feasts upon the
little sparrow up in the sky.
The horrors of lost past of the sparrow
Are the true nightmares of the present:
Giving energy to another at cost of it’s soul.
Aditi Magotra
Bachelor of Arts
GCW,Gandhinagar
My journey to Greenland
Those broken arms of mine,
That rigidity of life.
I tried to pull apart the
scaffolding of life,
But life slapped me down
and out , the hill.
I wanted to stand firm, to rise,
But in the middle of night ,
it hanged me.
I wanted my share of sky, I wanted to complete my journeys to Greenland ,
But it sucked the nectar of my life.
I wanted to elute the corroded memories of mind,
But it repleted me with more such reminiscences and self doubt.
But several times a day , my heart asks me ; When will I touch the raindrops ,
or feel the vernal breeze.
For these dreams seems
like several miles away.
…..for someone asked me when will my journeys to Greenland be completed.
………ruined voices echoed
in the mountains ,
for I don’t know when
will my return to the valley come.
Anshika Mahajan (Udhampur)
Miranda House , Du
Being spiritual
Being spiritual is something to be pacific,
Free from all clutter & anxiety that is terrific.
It is something having deep relationship with God,
Resulting in a mindset free from discord.
It is something where we connect to ourselves,
Understand our soul & purify our lives.
It is to remain quiet & introspect
Introspect our life, deeds & intention.
It is meant for the containment of stress,
It is something which is serene
and sublime
It carriers with itself myraids of color,
Where all cultures are kept
alive with fervour.
And we feel the essence of being a human.
Tanu Manhas
MBBS student
GMC Jammu
PEN AND THE DIARY
Pen and the diary
Both are like
Husband and wife
No hesitation,
And have strong relation
Like force of attraction
between unlike charges.
Incomplete without each other
Both are an example of a unique couple
A writer cannot jot down its thoughts without them
And have given birth
To many eminent personalities
Many novel laureates in literature
A true companion of a writer
They understand us and our languages
They give wings to one’s imagination
And lets you to fly like a bird
Through the endless sky
Treat them as your friend
Life will transmute totally
Reveal the facts
That are deep burried in your mind
Live freely, no need to worry
When you have the
Pen and the Diary
Anil Rajgotra
B.Sc. Ist Year GDC Samba
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