She Who Became It

“In a dark time, the mind begins to see.” - Theodere Roethke

The demons took hold of her mind, 

Their darkness made her blind. 

Her heart was icy cold, 

Holding tears of memories untold. 

She had a past no one knew, 

Nothing she ever said was true. 

Her eyes were black as night, 

Not a ray of visible light. 

Possessed by an entity unknown, 

Her emotions were as complex as a stone.

She had seen death and sorrow, 

She knew what to do to live for tomorrow. 

She used to relish in evil, 

Her greatest disgust was towards people. 

The demons took hold of her mind, 

Their darkness made her blind.

Now she was a creature who couldn’t be defined,

With a body made of dark forces combined. 

                                   -Shanaya Bansal

Grade VIII

Contemplation

Here again, under the same tree

Surrounded by the same shrubs

Another hour, for another feel

For a while, time breaks down the movement

For a while, the visions can  open

And sometimes they start to speak

Some survive, some still try,

Some love it, while others cry

But some, are ready to die.

While I still wait until the hour passes by.

Now I walk around the city in silence

And a single voice will start to talk again

 The voice, always sounds the same

 At that moment, I feel the change

A Change in melody brought by  other views

Yes, still walking without any clue,

Now what?

What am I supposed to do?

I have tried every move 

Nothing changes, and nothing’s new

Maybe the deepest thought

 Is still right and true.

Anushka Solanki

Grade X

A New Beginning

The school that every morning

 would lift my gears,

 Is not the same after ten long years

A mix of thoughts wandered in my mind, 

Those unclear expectations made me blind!

Yes, with this, l wore my uniform

Now that it looked in a different form

Blue to green was  the only change 

But who will address the mind's norm?

The wind breezed straight into the bus,

As if taking away all the fuzz!

A long breath as I stepped down

And looked at the greens around

Bagging new dreams in the new school

The prayer proved to be my fuel.

Unknown classmates and teachers made me their's

New friends, a new class, and everyone cares

How did we mingle so soon?

Has been a mystery, though

Today is the day, by a week we grow

Time’s got wings, it swiftly flew

Making newbies pretty used to

Now  I've gotta a kick start 

To place my arrow on a new dart!

~THANK YOU DPS L

Riddhi Wankhede

XI  Humanities

मुझे इस बात का गम है .........

माटी का बिस्तर

पत्थर का तकिया,

अपनी लारी को छत बनाएँ

वो बाप बेटे सो रहे थे,

इस छत की क्या औकात है ,

मेरे सिर पर छत हैं, ये बेहद आम बात है,

और मुझे इस बात का गम है कि

इतनी धूप में मेरे घर पर एसी नहीं  है

बाबा की जेब खालीपन से फट गई,

और मुझे इस बात का गम है कि

 दर्ज़ी ने मेरे नये कपड़ों की सिलाई खराब कर दी।

बच्चा फलाएँ हैं हाथ भूख से बेचैन हैं शायद,

और मुझे इस बात का गम है कि,

मंडी से लाया हुआ तरबूजा मीठा ज़रा कम हैं।

नंगे पाँव दर बदर

गुब्बारे लिए घूमता है एक बच्चा  

और मुझे इस बात का गम है कि

मेरे पास बस एक ही जोड़ी जूता है।

मेरे गम छोटे हैं,

इस बात का एहसास

मुझे जरा कम हैं,

ये झूठे वस्ल के गम

मुझे ज़िदगी से खफ़ा करते हैं,

और मुझे इस बात का गम है कि

मेरे जिंदगी में गम अनगिनत हैं।

                                        सुश्री ऋतिका देशपांडे

                                               कला शिक्षिका 

कौन हो तुम ?

मैं पूछता हूँ कौन हो तुम ?

क्या करोगी ?

अब तो मुझमें जान भी नहीं

ना फूलों पर बैठने वाला

ना हवा में उड़ने वाला

बस एक बेतरतीब जिस्म हूँ मैं

मैं पूछता हूँ कौन हो तुम?

यूँ तो ये सदियों से चला आ रहा हैं कि

मुझ पर गर्द सारा ज़माना उडाता रहा हैं

मगर तुमने मुझे कागज़ में सुलाया हैं

मैं पूछता हूँ कौन हो तुम ?

बे- मक़सद चिराग हूँ मैं

ना तुम्हारे रंगों की नुमाइश

ना तुम्हारी ख़ूबसूरती पर महसूल

कागज़ पर बिखरी , स्वरति सियाही हूँ मैं

एक बे- मक़सद चिराग हूँ मैं

                                                                                                                                                      सुश्री ऋतिका देशपांडे

                                                              कला शिक्षिका 

I Am Tall 

(Dedicated to all the Taller ones out there in the crowd) 

Yes, I am tall

Enough to get visible from a distance apart, acting as a lighthouse to guide people. 

Yes, I am tall

Enough to change the light bulbs, dust the fans and cobwebs to lend a helping hand to my mom. 

Yes, I am tall

With just a jump my hand would reach the basket and would with one step cover the whole ramp. 

Yes, I am tall 

Probably more than an average man, to give them complexes and perform their tasks better than themselves. 

Yes, I am tall

Probably so much that the world couldn't attach many labels on my back as they couldn't reach up to the top. 

Yes, I am tall 

So much so that I could climb up to the top leaving behind 50,000 people to grab the gold medal at my university.  

Yes, I am tall

A lot more relief to my budget that I don't need to spend hefty bills for flaunting heels. 

Yes, I am tall,

I Was born to break apart every wall

Without any fear of rise and fall,

To make lightning echoe across the hall. 

Yes, I am tall.

Ms Pritha Mukherjee

Educator - French, English

We the Women…..

We, the women….. give life 

We are a daughter, a mother, and a wonderful wife

We have the magical power 

To do things flawlessly at the eleventh hour

We are the depiction of love 

Sweet, tender, and gentle as a dove

We are self-assured

We remove  uncertainty 

We stand by the truth 

And nurture each other’s dignity

Ms Pallavi Landge

Educator - Social Science

BRAIN TEASERS

***Answers to the  brain teasers are on Professional Development page***