inner voice

������������������������������������SUNDAY, April 21, 2013� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Special TeachersFresh is the fragrance of the budsWhich bloom and fill my world with surpriseCool is the touch of raindropsWhich make me go along the way of riseThe friendly greens just spread aboutAnd ask to be open and freeThe flying birds that live like wildTrain me to think high and in gleeThe strong hills plead me to be stubbornTo listen to all but do my ownThe pretty flowers just swing and singAnd teach me to live without frownThe river says just don't stopEven if the troubles go highWhile sky asks to be a friendAnd help them all who worry and sighAll this together makes my lifeTeaches me and helps me learnWe've already understood science and historyBut now comes the nature's turn.Anvi GuptaPresentation Convent IS IT OK��.Is it ok to say I'm scared?Is it ok to say that ..Because I'm 18 years old?Is it ok to say I can't forget?Because I've never been told?Is it ok to not move on?Because I don't know what I really want?Is it ok to say that I'm in love?Because it's not I who is to be blamed.Is it ok to have a heart ..which beats for only one ?Because its very hard to say that 'now' I'm done!Is it ok to say I'm afraid ?Afraid of growing up?Is it ok to say I cry?..Until my eyes get dry?Is it ok to say I panic?..Without being called a manic?Is it ok to say I'm old ?Old,cuz I can now feel the cold?Is it ok to say I worry?Untill my eyes become blurry ?Is it ok to be immature?When you just have to be mature?Is it ok to say I'm now confused ?Its just that I don't now want to be usedSometimes its just fury..And sometimes I really do feel cold.I cry because I'm just hurt.I panic because I'm a bad flirt.I'm not weak you know.It's just that, its hard to be strong .When your heart is broken .And you're left there too shaken .Is it ok to 'now'say I'm scared ?Is it ok to say that?Despite being 18 years old?SHUBAM RAIDBN VIDYA MANDIRMUBARKH MANDI� A request to GodDon't hurt me so much,I am praying to you O GOD.Don't separate me from my love,don't make my life so hard.I can't imagine my life,Without the person whom I love.If I don't deserve her,Then what else I deserve?My heart is crying,But no one see my tears.But why don't u listen my cries?Have you closed your ears?Why is she going away?Is not my love strong?Please tell me O God,What I did so wrong?For me without her,My life is like a hell.Then how to live without her,O God please tell.I request u my Lord,Not to ignore my pain.What to do with my life,Please God, just think again.Ajay Kumar Lahoria (teacher)R.S.PuraTHE PLACE I SAWIt is a place full of positivity, even if I'll try I'll find no negativity.The first entrance into that place, and then nothing else left to chase.Not an exotic place but for me it is on the top, difficult to believe it is a book shop.On first day of my visit I bought two novels, got a pen as a gift engraved with 20 vowels.And then the store on the second floor full of books, I am in love with it the way it looks.The man in the white beard seemed intelligent and polite, the tall handsome man's attitude I like.The young guy in the shop is energetic and seems to be helpful, other helpers in the shop are dutiful.I visited many times there and felt enthusiastic, its not my illusion but I am being realistic.This place is celebrating its fifty years, I wish this success goes on like that and remains always near.May I experience this place again and again, for me this is like experiencing fresh rain.This special place is in Jammu somewhere in Himalayas , and it is none other than BHARTIYA PUSTAKALAYA.NEHA SHARMAJAMMU UNIVERSITY