DAV has been making a significant contribution to the society through spreading value-based education keeping the ancient Vedic heritage in mind. In fact, it is the only organization which has set high standards in education while maintaining a balance between Vedic wisdom and modernity. The organization runs and manages over 720 educational institutions comprising public schools, grants-in-aid schools, colleges, institutes of professional education and research institutions all over India and abroad. Recently, the organization has taken one step forward by initiating the project of DAV University at Jalandhar, Punjab. Presently, DAV has taken some crucial steps in its pursuit of excellence. Some of these are: Modernization of infrastructure in schools and colleges, Introducing technology in teaching-learning process, Creating a network of people all over the globe through Alumni Foundation, Strengthening Vedic virtues, etc. While DAV feels proud of its achievements, it is yet not contented. Its vision is to be crowned as the finest educational organization in the world. Its mission is man-making, dispelling knowledge and building Vedic values. Our success in this endeavour has the potential of making our society free from prejudices and vices. We, the members of DAV fraternity, believe that the best way to bring a change is to initiate it. With this belief, we have continually engaged over more than 125 years in a relentless endeavour to grow and develop into a pioneer organization in the field of education.

Punam Suri

President DAV CMC, New Delhi

DAV CMC Office Bearers for the Year - 2015

Dr. S.K. Sama

Shri S.N. Munjal

Shri T.N. Chaturvedi

Shri T.R. Gupta

Shri Shreedeep Omchary

Shri Prabodh Mahajan

Shri Rajinder Nath

Shri Ram Nath Sehgal

Dr. N.K. Uberoi

Shri Mohan Lal

Vice-President

Vice-President

Vice-President

Vice-President

Vice-President

Sh. Punam Suri President

Vice-President

Vice-President

Shri M.L. Sekhri

Shri S. P. Lohia

Vice-President

Shri Ravinder Kumar Secretary

Vice-President

S. Joginder Singh

Vice-President

Dr. S.R. Arora

Vice-President

Justice N.K. Sood (Retd.)

Vice-President

Shri J.K. Kapur

Secretary

Vice-President

Vice-President

Shri Karan Khanna

Secretary

Secretary

Shri Ravinder Talwar Secretary

Shri R.S. Sharma General Secretary

Shri Ramesh Kr. Leekha Secretary

Shri Mahesh Chopra Hony. Treasurer

Shri H.L. Bhatia

Shri S.M. Gupta Hony. Treasurer

Secretary

Shri Bal Krishan Mittal Secretary

Shri R.K. Sethi Hony. Treasurer

Shri Sat Pal Arya

Dr. M.C. Sharma Hony. Treasurer

Secretary

Shri J. K. Luthra Hony. Treasurer

Raj Bhawan

Dr. Syed Ahmed

Ranchi - 834 001 Tel. : (O) 0651-2283469 (R) 0651-2283465 Fax : 0651-2201101

Governor of Jharkhand

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am happy to know that D.A.V. Public School, Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi is going to celebrate its Silver Jubilee Year and also on this occasion publish its 11th

issue of the School Magazine. The aim of a good school is to impart quality education to the children, whereby they should not only learn to respect the environment but also realize their responsibilities towards Society. Just as light eliminates darkness, true education removes ignorance. Proper education is the light that enables a child to see things in proper perspective. My good wishes for the bright future of D.A.V. Public School, Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi and for the successful publication of its school magazine.



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am delighted to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi is going to celebrate its Silver Jubilee Year. The publication of 11th issue of

school magazine on this pious occasion is also praiseworthy. It is worth mentioning that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar is doing a commendable job in imparting all around education as well as character building to its students. School Magazine gives a space for creative activities of students, teachers and academicians. Specially students get an opportunity to show their ability to write a good article, poem, story etc. This important opportunity enriches students multidimensionally and develops their personality. My good wishes for the bright future of the school and hope that it continues to carry forward its goal to inculcate a sense of responsibility and duty towards the Nation.



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am immensely pleased to learn that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, CCL is celebrating its Silver Jubilee Year and will be publishing the 11th issue of

school magazine. It is my firm belief that the magazine will prove to be instrumental in enriching the writing skills and creative aspirations of the students, simultaneously tuning their foresightedness and future growth. On this occasion, I feel proud to convey my heartiest greetings and best wishes to the whole team of the school and the magazine. I wish the best to DAV, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi.



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t is indeed a matter of great pleasure to learn that the DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL) is going to celebrate its ‘Silver Jubilee Year' and the

students have made their enthusiastic efforts to bring out their 11th issue of

school magazine. Good cultured students are the bright future of the country. Such activities are sure to make the learning ambience in the school more intellectually stimulating and rewarding. I hope, the efforts being made by the students in contributing their own thoughts and materials for the magazine will not only go a long way in developing their creativity but also will act as a source of encouragement for others. On this occasion, I compliment all the students and teachers for good performance of the school and wish them all success in future.



R.R. Mishra

DAV College Managing Committee

Punam Suri President

ESTD. 1886

DAV College Managing Committee Arya Pradeshik Pratinidhi Sabha

Chitra Gupta Road, New Delhi - 110 055 Tel. : 91 11 23519815, E-mail : [email protected], [email protected]

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am immensely delighted to learn that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi, is bringing out its school magazine on the eve of its Silver Jubilee. The school magazine is a platform for the students as well as teachers to express their thoughts, ideas and views. It gives them an opportunity to exhibit and hone their skills and imagination. It also mirrors the image of the school as it reflects the hopes, aspirations and achievements of the school. In today's world, the role of schools has undergone a tremendous change. Alongwith academic excellence, today's schools also have to motivate and empower children to be life long learners, critical thinkers and responsible citizens of an ever changing global society. I feel happy that your school is incessantly imparting board based quality education to the students while also successfully ingraining the desired values. The spectacular performances and achievements of your students in academics, sports and other co-curricular activities make your school stand tall in DAV firmament. I am sure that with the unwavering efforts of all of you, the school will attain new heights and march ahead in the journey of ‘fostering young minds' with an ability to withstand the rigours of modern day world. My profound good wishes to all the stakeholders who are striving day and night in this institute's ‘Quest for Excellence'.



(Punam Suri)

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DAV COLLEGE MANAGING COMMITTEE Chitra Gupta Road, New Delhi - 110 055

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am glad to know that you are bringing out the Silver Jubilee issue of your school magazine. I am sure it will reflect the creative potential of

the students and members of the staff as well as highlight the achievements of your school. It is appreciable that you stress innovation and creativity in methodology of teaching as well as other programmes and thus give genuine grounding to your students in conceptual understanding skills. I convey my best wishes to you, the students and the staff of your school on the successful publication of this magazine and hope that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi will continue to provide a platform for expression of the literary creations of its students in the years to come.

Yours sincerely,



(R.S. Sharma)



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t gives me immense pleasure to learn that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi is bringing out its 11th Edition of School Magazine on the celebration of its Silver Jubilee Year.

In today's world the role of schools has undergone a lot of transformation. Alongwith pursuing academic excellence, today's schools also have to motivate and empower the students to be lifelong learners, critical thinkers and productive members of an everchanging global society. Schools must try to provide the students with an atmosphere for multifaceted development, where students are encouraged to channelize their potential by providing them with a platform to think, express and exhibit their skills with the teacher being a facilitator. The school magazine is a platform for the students to voice their thoughts, ideas, views and imagination in the form of literary and artistic compositions. It further reiterates the spirit of CCE. It also mirrors the image of the school as it reflects the hopes, aspirations and achievements of the school. The concept of Continuous and Comprehensive Evaluation assumes enormous significance in this context. By nurturing all the three domains of human personality, i.e., the cognitive, the affective and the connective, and by catering to multiple intelligence in a continuous manner, schools through CCE, will be able to create complete human beings. I am happy to learn that the school is imparting quality education and it gives equal importance to co-curricular activities for all-round development of children and hope that this Magazine will reflect the achievements of the institution, contribution of teachers and students. I am also sure with the unswerving efforts of you all; the school will attain new heights of excellence in all fields of education, thus reflecting the spirit behind CCE and other initiatives of the Board. My best wishes to the students, teachers, staff, principal and management of the school.

With best wishes,

(Vineet Joshi)

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t gives me a great pleasure that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, CCL, Ranchi, Jharkhand is going to celebrate its Silver Jubilee Year and on this occasion students of the school have made their enthusiastic efforts to get published the 11th issue of their School Magazine.

Being associated with the school for quite a long period I cherish the memories of each and every event that we celebrated together. The reputation of the institute not only in Ranchi but also in Jharkhand region is unquestionable. Students of DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar excel in various fields including academics, cultural, sports etc. This occasion will further enhance their qualities and they will be able to bring name and fame to the institute. It all depends upon the dedicated efforts of each member of the teaching community and above all the head of the school. I wish celebration of its Silver Jubilee Year and also publication of the 11th issue of your school magazine on this auspicious occasion a grand success.



Yours faithfully,

(K.S. Patro)

Director (Personnel)

Fax No. : 91-11-23540558 (Admn.) Fax No. : 91-11-27532520 (P.S.-I) Fax No. : 91-11-23540557 (P.S.-III) Fax No. : 91-11-23524212 (P.S. Admn.)

Phones : 23515951, 23539357, 27521284 23524304, 23515953, 23519815 Gram : DAV MAN COM ESTD. 1886

DAV COLLEGE MANAGING COMMITTEE Chitra Gupta Road, New Delhi - 110 055

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am happy to learn that the school is going to bring out its 11th issue of school magazine on the very sacred occasion to celebrate its Silver Jubilee Year. It will definitely showcase the marvellous achievements captured by the students in different fields of educational activities during the past 25 years. I wish to congratulate the entire task force of the institution on this occasion. A school magazine is a chronicle of progress and accomplishments of an institution. Besides, it provides a platform to the students to express their thoughts, ideas and impressions, which have stimulated their talents and creativity. I extend my heartiest congratulations and best wishes to the students and staff for their relentless efforts being put in for the development of the school under your able stewardship. I hope that the school will make progress by leaps and bounds in the years to come under the able guidance of the Principal. With best wishes,





(J.P. SHOOR) Director (PS-I)

Fax No. 91-11-23450558 (Admn.) Fax No. 91-11-23450557 (P.S-I) Fax No. 91-11-23632520 (P.S-II) Fax No. 91-11-23524212 (P.S Admn.)

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am glad to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi is bringing out its magazine on the occasion of Silver Jubilee Year. I wish to congratulate all of you on completion of 25 years of glorious service in the field of education. I hope that the magazine will reflect the academic performance as well as co-curricular activities of the school and thus it will be a very rewarding experience for the children. DAV Institutions have made their mark in the field of education and are still growing with the objective to provide value-based education, enabling children to interact with the outside world so that they grow with time into confident individuals and good citizens. Sufficient opportunities are provided to children to display their talents and creativity through competitions, school functions and others activities held during the year. Childhood experiences are like the foundation stones of a building. The type of personality the child develops, depends largely on the basis of what he / she learns from the school. So our aim is to ignite the spirit of the children and encourage them to absorb various skills and techniques which help them to acquire knowledge and wisdom on their own. With best wishes,





(Dr. Nisha Peshin) Director (PS-II)

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Darbhanga House, Ranchi 834 029 Ph. : 0651-2360606 (10 Lines), 236 0123 (5 Lines) Fax : 0651-2360257, Website : http://www.ccl.gov.in

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t gives me great pleasure to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, is going to celebrate its Silver Jubilee Year and the school is publishing its

11th issue of school magazine. The School Magazine is an excellent medium to strengthen the knowledge and writing skill of the students. It is an occasion to highlight the achievements of the school and its future aspirations. I hope, the efforts being made by the students in contributing their own thoughts and materials for magazine will not only go a long way in developing their creativity but also will act as a source of encouragement for others. I convey my best wishes to the students, teachers, staff and Principal of the school on this auspicious occasion.



(R.S. Mahapatro)



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t gives me immense pleasure to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, CCL, Ranchi is bringing out the Silver Jubilee issue of its School Magazine, “Vedansh”. The school magazine gives an opportunity to its students to express themselves in the best possible way. It also brings out the creativity of the students. I extend my heartiest good wishes to the Principal, teaching and non-teaching staff members, parents and students on this occasion. I wish the magazine a grand success. With best compliments,





(V. N. Prasad)

GM (W/NEE), CCL, Ranchi

DAV Public Schools

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ESTD. 1886

Robertsganj Zone C/o DAV Public School, Pipri Road Robertsganj Dist. Sonebhadra (UP) - 231 216 E-mail : [email protected] Phone No. : 05444-223967

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am delighted to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), Ranchi is going to publish the 11th issue of the school magazine on the occasion of its Silver Jubilee. I congratulate the Principal and members of the teaching fraternity, students and the supporting staff on this occasion. DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar has carved a niche in every field. The institution has been a centre of excellence not only in academics but also in sports and other co-curricular activities. The efforts of the Principal and the staff are highly commendable. I extend my best wishes to everyone associated with the great institution and wish the publication a grand success.



L.R. Saini

Himanshu K Mohanty Regional Director

Sector - 10, New Panvel Navi Mumbai - 410 206 Tele. : 022-27456520 / 27490492 E-mail : [email protected]

ESTD. 1886

(Maharashtra & Gujarat)

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t is very heartening to learn that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi is celebrating its Silver Jubilee in 2015. Time flies and this is a physical nostalgic example for me. I travel back to June 1990, when I was posted to DAV Gandhi Nagar as the Founder Principal, taking over the then Shishu Vihar from the Central Coalfields Ltd. Today, twenty five years later, the tiny sapling planted by the legendary late Narayan Das Grover and tended by his worthy successors and colleagues, is one of the pride units of the DAV College Managing Committee. I am emotionally indebted to this school. My eight plus years stay as the Principal of the school played a major role in shaping my career in DAV. I wish the school to celebrate a glorious centenary.



(Himanshu K Mohanty)

DAV Campus

Dr. T.P. Pati Regional Director

Bariatu Road, Ranchi-834009 Tel: (O) 0651-2541076, 6900840 E-mail: [email protected]

ESTD. 1886

DAV Public Schools Ranchi & Hazaribagh Zone

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t gives me immense pleasure and utmost satisfaction to learn that DAV Gandhi Nagar has completed 25 years of its existence and is planning to bring out the 11th issue of the School Magazine "Vedansh" on the occasion of its Silver Jubilee celebrations. A school magazine represents the culmination of the creative minds and showcases the myriad talents of budding writers. To see one's effort bearing fruit in the form of an article or poem appearing in print, affords immense joy to both the children and their parents. I wish the Principal, Mr. S. K. Sinha, the editorial team and the support team all the best in the successful publication of the magazine.



(Dr. T. P. Pati)

DAV Public Schools, Hazaribag Zone

Mrs. Urmila Singh Assistant Regional Director

ESTD. 1886

(Independent Charge)

NTS Barkakana, Distt. : Ramgarh (Jharkhand) 829 103, Tele - 06553-254228, 255143 Mob. No. : 94311 46207 E-mail : [email protected] [email protected]

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t is a matter of great pleasure that DAV Gandhi Nagar is bringing out the 11th issue of its Annual School Magazine, Vedansh on the occasion of its Silver Jubilee year. In the last 25 years the school has achieved great heights academically, culturally and I am optimistic that it will keep doing so in the forthcoming years under the dynamic leadership of the Principal, Mr. S.K. Sinha. The school magazine is definitely a reflecting mirror of its achievements, valuable contributions from the students and staff members exhibiting their literary, creative and competitive zeal and prowess. I appreciate the painstaking efforts of all the contributors of the magazine and wish the beacon of learning will keep beaming like a blazing light in the forthcoming years. At the same time, the school will target the concept of education and meet all expectations. I wish a grand success to all the budding talents and the school magazine as well.





(Mrs. Urmila Singh)

Asstt. Regional Director (Independent Charge)

DAV Public Schools

Dr. K.C. Srivastava Regional Director

ESTD. 1886

Jharkhand Zone-I BCCL, Township Dhanbad- 826005 Tele: (O) 0326-2230715, (R)2230253 Fax: 0326-2230715 Mobile: 9431121974 Email: [email protected]

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am extremely happy to know that DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi has completed 25 Years of its services to the society and going to celebrate the Silver Jubilee this year. I extend my congratulations to the teaching & non teaching members of the staff, students, parents and the well wishers who have been behind all success and achievements of the school during the successful 25 years. With all good wishes and regards. Yours faithfully,



Dr. K. C. Srivastava Regional Director

CO-CURRICULAR ACTIVITIES

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n the historic occasion of the 25th Anniversary of DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar (CCL), I congratulate the staff and students of my school through this issue of the school magazine ‘Vedansh’.

Over the past 25 years, our school has developed into an institution of great repute and has added many a feather to its cap. Throughout this illustrious journey we have had the privilege of getting unwavering support of the DAV Managing Committee and the CCL Management. The contributions of my worthy predecessor Mr. H.K. Mohanty, Ex-Principal, DAV Gandhi Nagar have been in no small measure in this great journey. Furthermore, dedication of teachers, co-operation of non-teaching staff, sincerity of our students and above all the enthusiasm of parents have been the cornerstones of this school’s success. Apart from imparting quality education, we constantly aim at inculcating moral values in our students as we strongly believe, character building and academic excellence go hand in hand. The great Greek philosopher Aristotle once said, “Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all”. Truly, value based education enables students to inculcate values like truthfulness, compassion and brotherhood that help in all round development of their personality. While congratulating the school on the occasion of its Silver Jubilee Year, I wish to conclude with a Vedic prayer

^^LofLr iUFkkeuqpjse lw;kZpUnzelkfooA iqunZnrk?urk tkurk la xesefgAA** It means : Just as the Sun and the Moon traverse their paths so gracefully May we similarly go along the noble path of life and come across such people who bear no ill-will, and are generous to us.

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feel privileged to be a part of the silver jubilee issue of school magazine Vedansh 2015.

The school magazine provides a forum for the students, staff and parents to air their views and showcase their creativity as well as learn from others' views on a myriad of issues that influence students and society. The students are the ones who will shape the future of our country. Our Prime Minister has flagged before the nation various such issues that invite young students to play a key role in nation building. Swachh Bharat campaign, corruption free society, girl child education, importance of games and sports are a few such issues raised by the Prime Minister that involve students intensely and the society looks up to them with a lot of expectation. I am sure that our students will respond to these issues proactively and bring forth constructive improvements in thoughts and behaviour. Their valuable suggestions in this as well as future issues will raise the stature of this magazine and the school. I wish all the students, their parents and staff members a great future ahead. Let us all join hands and lay the foundation of a better society.

Mrs Gunjan Baijal

Supervisory Head

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ur school is celebrating its Silver Jubilee this year. It has been a journey of trials and tribulations, agony and ecstasy. We have had our share of laurels and failures. Many of our students who have passed out of the portals of DAV Gandhi Nagar are doing extremely well and others are on their way to do so. God bless them all! Education empowers. It empowers us to dream. Our former President Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam has given us a beautiful insight into dreams. A dream is not what we experience in slumber but something that keeps us awake to reach a goal. Every child is gifted. Someone may have an aptitude for mathematics, someone for music and yet someone may excel in sports. Human genius lies in discovering one’s passion, one’s true calling. Let us together discover that gift and take it forward. Life would be more meaningful, much more beautiful once we do that. We have articles and anecdotes, stories and parodies, facts and fiction in the eleventh issue of our magazine 'Vedansh' to take you through a memorable journey. Neha’s ‘It’s a True Story.....’ is a poignant story of love and trauma whereas Souradeep’s ‘The Great Day, My Birthday’ and Vipul’s ‘Autobiography of a Table’ are simply laugh riots. We could feel the varied range of emotions quietly and forcefully. This is what life is all about. Rajnandini’s ‘A note from a School Girl’ can be a text in our understanding of a young mind. And what a perfect solution Spandan comes up with his story ‘A Taste of his Own Medicine’! Creativity runs riot! I have received enormous support from one and all. I thank all my colleagues and students who have contributed the write-ups. Our Principal Mr. S.K. Sinha has always been a pillar of strength and support. I am grateful to Ms. Gunjan Baijal, Supervisory Head for the support she has extended unhesitatingly. Celebrating the number ‘25’ in the most befitting way was her suggestion. I owe a lot to our senior English teacher Mr. Ajay Jha, the Computer Science teacher Mr. S.K. Gupta and the librarian Ms. K. Nalini for their constructive ideas and relentless support. I would like to thank my team members Mr. S.K.P. Prabhakar, Ms. S.M. Vasudha, Ms. Soma Ghatak, Ms. Chanda Rani, Ms. Preeti Kumari, Mr. Lalita Mohan Tripathy and student editors Arya Ranjan, Mrutyunjaya Mohapatra, Varsha Kumari, Aparna Kaushal and Sridhar Mishra for their energetic support. My special thanks go to the alumni of the school for sharing their experiences with us. I also thank Mr. K.K. Prasad, our Art teacher and Mr. K.R. Bhatia, our photographer for their artistic inputs. I gratefully acknowledge the support I have received from the Printers M/s. Kailash Paper Conversion (P.) Ltd. To err is human. Despite our best efforts, mistakes might have crept in. Any suggestions for future improvement will be acknowledged with gratitude. I would like to end with a quote from Arthur Ashe, a tennis legend ‘’ True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.’’ Jai Hind! Lopamudra Mohapatra Editor-in-Chief

Editorial Team

Mr. S.K. Sinha

Ms. Gunjan Baijal

Principal, Chief Patron

Supervisory Head, Patron

Editors

English Section

Ms. Lopamudra Mohapatra

Ms. S.M. Vasudha

Ms. Preeti Kumari

Hindi section

Mr. S.K.P. Prabhakar

Ms. Soma Ghatak

sanskrit section

Ms. Chanda Rani

Mr. Lalita Mohan Tripathy

Student Editors

Arya Ranjan

Mrutyunjaya

Varsha Kumari

Aparna Kaushal

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Student Editor Speaks... of great privilege for me to Imetbeisaaalotmatter part of ‘Vedansh’. It really helped to sharpen my skills, to work in

great experience for me. I am very thankful to Lopamudra Madam who entrusted this responsibility to me. I would also like to mention my co-editor’s name Mrutyunjaya Mohapatra, without whose help and co-operation the completion of work would not have been possible. - Arya Ranjan

an area in which I needed improvement. Moreover, I was able to judge myself as a person. This time, we received an over whelming response from the students all over. It was a

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Student Editor Speaks.....

t's a prestigious moment for me to be the student editor of the magazine of such an established institution. I whole-heartedly acknowledge my teacher's role, especially Lopamudra Ma'am as my mentor. I extend

my hearty thanks to my co-editor, Arya Ranjan, who helped me out in time of need. At last, I hope that my esteemed readers will have a quality time reading this magazine. - Mrutyunjaya Mohapatra X 'B'

Head Boy Speaks... chool is a life changing event. It Ssensible transforms small children into young professionals. In a school,

ties. But soon, I realised that this school was obviously one of the best schools where I could have spent the two most crucial years of my life. DAV Ganghi Nagar has given me all that I could have wished for and more. I thank all my teachers and friends for helping me, giving me courage, believing in me and for standing by my side when I needed them. I would like to end this note with these words, “Every test in our life makes us bitter or better, Every problem comes to make us or break us, Choice is ours whether we become victim or victor”. Good Luck to all. - Aritro Mukherjee

the teachers are like gardeners tending to small plants in all possible ways. We, the small plants can only see the things around us but we don't understand them, can't use them if not for our teachers. They tend to us lovingly and caringly, protect us from the harsh weather and make us strong. They water us, so it is our duty and our homework to absorb the water and use it to sustain ourselves. When I first came to this school two years ago, my heart was filled with apprehension. Its main reason was the new school, new classmates, new teachers and new

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Head Girl Speaks...

I am asked today what Students' ItofCouncil is all about, this is what I have say- 'Commonly, it is believed to be

At each point, my interest had to fight my sense of duty. Many a time I was able to conquer my interest, but there were times when I faltered. I thank my teacher who said, "It does not matter how efficient we have been, what matters is how we learn and improve." With this I would like to end my thoughts,

understanding responsibilities, true but most important is bringing out a leader in a student'. I have not been a part of this school for a long time, still it has tried to bring out the best in me. During the course of my tenure at the council, I could develop the right outlook towards my life and my work. To do each and every piece of work efficiently and earnestly without any prejudice is what I have learned the most. One's personal likes and dislikes should never come in the way of choosing what is right or wrong. Setting a very high standard of moral values to guide all of us is what needs to be aspired and achieved.

'Little efforts with love can bring a big difference, Little hands with love can help somebody, And a little smile can transform a sad face to a happy one.' All the best for the upcoming Students' Council. Just believe in yourself, that will work wonders. - Aishwarya Kirti Head Girl, XII S4

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Reflections Success

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uccess is not an accident. It is the result of your attitude and your attitude is your choice. Hence, success is a matter of choice and not chance.

Success leaves clues. If we identify and adopt the qualities of successful people, we too shall be successful. Success is no mystery. It is simply the result of consistently applying some basic principles. The same is true for failure. Failure is simply a result of making a few mistakes repeatedly. It may sound simple, but most truths are simple, not easy but simple. Failures are of two kinds. Those who did and never thought and those who thought and never did. Life is like a cafeteria. You take your tray, select your food and pay at the other end. You can get anything you want so long as you are willing to pay the price in a cafeteria. If you wait for people to serve you, you'll wait for ever. Life's like that too. You make choices and pay the price to succeed. But what makes a person successful? How do we recognize success? To some it might mean wealth. To others, it is recognition, good health, a good family, happiness, satisfaction and peace of mind. It means that success is subjective. It means different things to different people. Success is not measured by our position in life, but by the obstacles we overcome to get there. Success is not determined by how we are doing compared to what we are capable of doing. Successful people compete against themselves. They better their own record and keep improving. Success is not measured by how high we go up in life, but rather by how many times we bounce back when we fall down. It is this bounce back ability that determines success. So, believe in yourself and your abilities to succeed in life. - Ragini Singh Teacher

Inferiority Complex... Never

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t's true that even if we get all the facilities in life, we are not satisfied. We always think we should have got more. We always compare with others or get compared to others. Often it is heard, "If your friend can get 90% marks then why can't you?"

capabilities to the utmost. The supreme secret of success in life is the "positive attitude" we have towards ourselves. Comparison is good only when it is done to boost up courage and confidence by stating that "If she can, then you too can."

This process of getting compared or being compared makes us feel inferior about our life, looks, skill, abilities, status or performances. We become very conscious of this comparison and start thinking what others say or feel about us. God has created each one of us with a touch of uniqueness and originality and we should believe that "we are no less than others".

Thus we should have faith and confidence in ourselves and be an extrovert.

Our success does not lie in our comparison with others, but by comparing our accomplishments with our capabilities. We can be the best, by using our

- Soma Ghatak Teacher of English

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Importance of 'Learning English' in Indian Context

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so painful for an average student that he crams some essays, letters and other grammar rules, to secure just the passing marks.

ndia inherited English from the British who ruled our country for more than two centuries. After independence, there has been a great deal of argument with respect to the position of English

Indians do not lack intelligence. Indian students have earned a reputation, a name in higher education in IT, space, science and technology where the medium of education is English.

in free India. "The English language is an advanced and flexible one and its teaching should not be discarded altogether. India cannot afford to ignore this language" said Dr. Rajendra Prasad.

It is thus undisputed that learning of English as a language is very important, but it is a link language, spoken throughout a large part of the world. It is one of the most popular international languages for all diplomatic, political conferences, treaties and scientific discoveries. One can't imagine to arrange any international conference, scientific discourse, without the help of English, as a medium of communication among the members. In present conditions when India is free, English has been playing a very crucial role in the progress of the country. The Indian students are the most favoured engineers, technical experts in European countries because they can understand and communicate well in English. The study of English language is thus very necessary to introduce us into the fast developing world. If India has to keep abreast of other fast moving nations of the world, in the field of literature, science, space, computer economics, we can't ignore the importance of learning English. But all this does not mean that English should be a cause of irritation or frustration among the general masses. English should not be a medium of education compulsorily. For these reasons, English is no more the only medium for answering the questions in almost all competitive examinations. Even in states and Indian administrative services examination one can opt for Hindi or other languages for written examination.

It is a bitter fact that English has created a wide gulf between the few English educated and many educated in other languages. The learned English scholars of India, contributed a lot to English literature, but they were not given any credit in the history of English literature. The moderates felt the necessity of making the study of English optional during the transition period and according to many others, in the existing circumstances, a sound knowledge of English is necessary at least for acquiring higher education. They argue in favour of making English a compulsory subject in schools and universities. The crux of the problem lies between the two theoriesone advocates English as a medium of instruction for education whereas the other speaks in favour of making English necessary for higher education. Undoubtedly, learning of English is very important for scientific and technical education but making English a medium of instruction in school education shall not be an appropriate option in Indian perspective. Ours is a rural based society. We are using either Hindi or any other regional language in our daily life, in house, in market, and for all general communication. English is an alien language for the general public. So, it is very cumbersome, irritating and painful for an average student to attain knowledge through a foreign language. Even after 67 years of independence, passing a compulsory paper of English is

People say 'English' can be a supplement, but can't be allowed to supplant our mother tongue. But all said and done learning of English is very important even in Indian perspective to acquire higher qualification, to keep pace with the fast progressing world economy, to have communication with world's emissaries, leaders, scientists etc. - Prakriti Lavanya VIII-A

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Evaluation of the Computer Era Tubes :

Differences include size and storage (laptops use hard disks, net books rely more heavily on the cloud and ultra books use Flash Memory). Despite their similarities and differences, future computer trends point to a lesser reliance on keyboards which could potentially render this category obsolete.

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ecent innovations such as the iPad provide an exciting glimpse into the future of computers. Before looking forward towards future computer trends, let's take a quick look back to gain a better appreciation of the evolution so far. Do you remember when the first primitive computing machines occupied an entire building?

Tablets : Apple's iPad has significantly influenced future computer trends. It was soon followed by a flood of tablets. With small sizes, simple designs, extreme portability, Internet access, thousands of apps, and loads of features, tablets can do just about anything a full-size desktop or laptop can do. They fall short in the keyboard arena, but again, that may change in future.

The massive machines from the mid-20th century consisted of row upon row of vacuum tubes and wires. You had to use stacks of punch cards to program these beasts. Home Computers : Steve Jobs and Bill Gates were both instrumental in bringing the computer down to size. With the introduction of the personal computer and its widespread acceptance, computers shrunk while processing power increased. Even the bulky CRT monitors got a makeover with flat LCD monitors now becoming the norm. In addition, costs have fallen so much over the years that many households own several personal computers and wireless networks. Future technology won't necessarily render the home PC obsolete, but it will change it. For example, modern televisions and appliances are now Web-enabled. Expect future technology to blend appliances into the home network.

Future Technology : (Speech Recognition and Touch screen Technology) While speech recognition is still imperfect, it has improved greatly in recent years. Windows 7 includes a built-in speech recognition program in its operating system while Nuance's Dragon Naturally Speaking software continues to gain acceptance. Not only is the keyboard in danger, the mouse is too, thanks to touch screen technology. Tablets and smart phones currently make use of touch screen technology and many "all in one" desktops now come with touch screen LCDs. When Windows 8 comes out, it is expected to take the touch screen into the mainstream.

Laptops, Notebooks and Ultrabooks : First there were laptops, and then there were notebooks, and now there are "ultra books."

- Shekhar Kumar Sinha

These mobile devices share several characteristics including the integrated folding design and portability.

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Legend of Tirumala Venkateswara Temple (300 BC)

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irumala Venkateswara Temple is a famous Vedic temple in the hill town of Tirumala near Tirupati in Chittoor district of Andhra Pradesh. It comprises seven peaks. The seven hills are also called Saptagiri. The hills are :

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Temple : The vimanam is a monumental tower with golden roof where Lord Sri Venkateswara stands directly beneath a gold dome called the Ananda Nilaya. The deity is believed to be self manifested and no human being is known to have installed it in the shrine. The Lord is adorned with a diamond crown. He bears Lakshmi Devi on his right chest. There is a tiny one foot silver deity which was given to the temple in 614 AD by Pallava Queen Samavai Perindevi and has never been removed from the temple since the day it was installed.

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shrine) roofing to be gilded. Maratha general Raghoji I Bhonsle set up a permanent administration for the rituals in the temple. In the year 1932 TTD was established for the administration of the temple.

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The world famous Tirupati Laddu is given at Tirumala Temple as Prasadam and no one else can prepare the same laddu.

Venkatadri is the peak where the temple of Sri Lord Venkateswara stands. The temple is the richest Pilgrimage Centre after the Sree Padmanabhaswamy temple in Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala.

Many devotees have their head tonsured as an offering to God. The daily amount of hair collected is over a ton that brings over 6 million dollar to the temple's treasury. This is the second highest income generating activity in the temple next to the Hundi collection.

The temple is visited by about 50,000 to 1,00,000 pilgrims daily and 30 to 40 million people annually. The annual budget estimated was Rs. 10 billion in 2008. As a token of their love, devotees offer gold. By the year 2010 the gold that was deposited with SBI was 3000 kg.

Free meals are given daily to the pilgrims. Around 50 thousand pilgrims can take their meals at once. Such arrangements are made by the TTD administration.

Earliest records date back to 300 BC (Probable) but the Pallavas of Kanchi Puram (9th Century AD), the Cholas of 10th century and Vijayanagara Pradhans (14th and 15th Centuries) were devotees of Lord Venkateswara. In the year 1517 Vijayanagara ruler Sri Krishna Deva Raya, donated gold and jewels enabling the vimana (inner

There are several legends associated with the manifestation of the Lord Tirumala. According to one legend the deity of Lord Venkateswara shall remain here for the entire duration of the present Kalyuga. Om Namo Venkateshaya - K.Nalini Librarian

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Life Exists Only in Uncertainty

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he biggest tragedy of life is that we all want to make everything certain. But we forget the fact that the only thing certain in life is 'death'. We should always keep in mind that life is not a movie where everything is scripted. Ups and downs will be your speed of moving ahead and so it is said that never take life for granted. No one knows what's gonna happen in future and that's why all we can do is to perform best in our present to ensure a better tomorrow.

up and saying "YES" to life is what we call the 'SPIRIT'. Things are happening as they were supposed to happen, we feel hurt because we expected something different. It's not that you are not supposed to plan your future, but there will be times when life will hit you. And that's when you are supposed to show your strength. You are not here to live upto anybody's expectations, so if you wanna succeed in life then always be yourself. Be strong, be optimist. Life is a journey and it will always be in motion. Just keep collecting your memories, emotions and lessons. It's good to celebrate success, but it's more important to learn from failures. Always remember one thing that regrets are stupid and whatever happens, happens for learning. - Sonal

It's true that the happier people want to be, the unhappier they are. This happens because we all are very apprehensive about our lives. We don't want to take risks. But we forget that this is what life is all about. Taking risks, accepting challenges, doing adventures, getting hurt, facing failures but at least again standing

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t is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit. Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. We cut them down and turn them into paper. This we may record as our emptiness. One tree provides enough oxygen for 5 people. Just 30 trees can absorb our full annual carbon production. Trees filter our water and soil, and fight erosion. They increase neighbourhood desirability and escalate property value up to 20% and can save energy and money for heating and cooling up to 15%. Trees are the oldest living organisms on earth, so grow more trees. - Daya Shankar IV-C

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Heaven's Very Special Child But they are innocent. They have made no mistakes for which we are punishing them. These children do not need much from us. They just want love, affection and a respectful place in the society. We should try to give them happiness by spending quality time with them. Their one smile is precious and we should preserve their special smiles because they are the children of Heaven.

'A Butterfly in the Wind' A child is like a butterfly in the wind. Some can fly higher than others, But each one flies the best it can. Why compare one against the other? Each one is different. Each one is special. Each one is beautiful.

They are the gift of God and we should feel ourselves lucky to have them around and should thank God for choosing us as their caretakers because they need special care from some 'special people only', which is the blessing of God.

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ll the creatures in this world are the children of God. Everyone is very special and needs to be equally respected. But some people are more special because they need special care and more attention. The differently abled children are different from us. Their mental growth is very slow as compared to a normal person. But from inside they are also pure and pious.

- Ritika Sinha XI-S4

In our society, these children have to face a lot of difficulties. They are harassed by some people. Many parents do not want to take care of these differently abled babies and leave them. These difficulties compel them to deviate from the mainstream and normal lifestyles.

Dying Art of Puppetry

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uppetry is a unique form of performing art which has been a part of cultures all across the world since ages. Believed to be originated as early as 3000 BC, this art form involves animating lifeless objects. Animation is a modified form of puppetry coupled with the latest technology. You can still find this art form being practised in villages. Is this brilliant form of performing arts in danger of dying out forever?

so rapidly that many of traditional crafts and hobbies have been consigned to the archives. Television and computers take up all our free time. We make ourselves as much busy as we can. Everyone should question themselves, 'Am I too busy to enjoy life?' And in this manner, many of our valuable arts are slowly dying. Puppetry is one of them. Our centuries art of string puppetry is slowly dying. - Atul Kumar X-C

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Value of Time

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time. Man's life is very short but the work is much large. So one should not waste a single minute. Every breath, every second, should be used properly and meaningfully.

here is a saying "Time and tide waits for no man". The saying is indeed true. Time waits for none. It comes and goes. Neither money nor position can buy it. Nothing in this world can conquer it. Time gives us only one chance to fulfil our dreams and desires.

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The power of time is inestimable. The potential is something which cannot be calculated. A minute is enough to win and a second is enough to make you the richest man in this world. A fraction of a second can make a difference in life and death. Time has no beginning, no ending. All things are born in time, grow with time and decay in time. Time cannot be commanded. It does not wait for a king or a princess and has no pity for beggars. It can neither be analysed nor be criticized.

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In this world every thing comes back, but time always marches ahead. It never returns to the present. Those who have realised the basic truth of life never waste time. They take concrete steps in order to fulfil their dreams. One should make a time table and work accordingly. Time is very precious. It is indivisible and immeasurable. The flow of time cannot be stopped.

"To realise the value of one year Ask a student who failed his final exam" "To realise the value of one month Ask a parent who has given birth to a premature baby", "To realise the value of one week, Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper", "To realise the value of one day, Ask a daily wage worker who has a large family to feed", "To realise the value of one minute, Ask a person who missed the train, bus or plane",

"To realise the value of one second, Ask a person who survived an accident",

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"To realise the value of one millisecond, Ask a person who won a silver medal in Olympics". So treasure every moment of your life. And treasure it more because you share it with someone special enough to spend your time. And always remember, time waits for no one. So work according to a plan and with time as 'A goal without a plan is just a wish'.

People say time is money. But I say that time is even more precious than money. Money lost can be recovered but time lost is lost forever. Time is ever changing and Change is the law of nature. Nothing is independent of change or

- Arundhati XI-S4

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This Above All : To Thine Own-self be True

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being ourselves. Others will love us for who we are, not who we act as. If they don't, they are not the people we should hang around with.

t is amazing how many of us are not true to ourselves. Some of us allow others to define who we are as people. Some of us do not even love ourselves and try to act differently. Shakespeare's quote "This Above all : To thine own self be true" is a perfect advice that tells us to act, know and love ourselves as human beings.

The second thing I think in this quote is accepting ourselves. One of the hardest yet best things to do in life is accepting who we are. We all have flaws, but need to overlook them in ourselves and also in others. I believe that there is good in every single person on earth, and whether we intend to or not, we learn more and more about our goodness every day in our kind actions and thoughts. Therefore, when we truly know ourselves which happens over time, we know that we are good and when we know that we are good, accepting ourselves becomes easy.

The first thing I think in the quote is that we should not let others shape our personality. I think that the media and our peers often try to make us who they want us to be or what they think is cool. We should always try not to let that happen. In reality the coolest we can be by

Lastly, I think that we love ourselves, so we do not want to allow anyone to design our personalities. Loving oneself comes from loving life and those around us. When we love life we will find it nearly impossible not to love ourselves. In addition, when we love ourselves, we will find it nearly impossible not to love life. If we follow Shakespeare's Quote "This Above all : To Thine own self be true" our life will be truly meaningful... - Rajesh Raj IX-D

The Secret of Success

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uccess is a matter of attitude. It is a matter of futuristic thinking and planning.

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Every person should set a definite goal in life. With great determination and perseverance you will surely succeed in life.

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Changing Trends in Education mindset of the bearers, who need education. Professionalism is the hallmark of present day process of education for both education giver and of education taker. It is high time that both students and parents sat together while specifying their targets taking into consideration a whole range of issues our country is facing today. Above all the broad aspiration of education is that it acts as a catalyst for self expression and for the full development of human personality. Just by limiting the aims and objectives of our children to some selected lucrative careers, we help quenching the progress of our nation as far as the whole world is considered. After Ravindra Nath Tagore, no body from India (no Indian abroad) has ever received the Nobel Prize in literature. Our economic prosperity is recognised internationally, our efforts of coordinating nations for reduction of green house gases are commended globally, we are the largest democracy in the world but we are yet to receive the recognition of a developed nation in the world and a permanent status in the UNO Security Council.

"Education is the knowledge of how to use the whole of oneself..." - Henry Ward Beecher.

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ducation began under the trees or in hamlets in ancient times and produced leaders and warriors of national and international importance. Contributions of educated personalities in the shaping of nations in the world can't be ignored. Intended as a means of understanding the whole life process, it has undergone drastic changes till today and will remain in that steady process till it serves the sole purpose of upliftment and development of the mankind. Change of time demands mutation in the process of education. The kings and emperors ruled over the masses till they had the strength of an elephant in their muscle, but the beauty was that wise and educated Maharishis guided them. Such was the power of education. They never allowed them to go astray and helped them in channelizing their powers for the welfare of their subjects.

It is all because education starts from home, grows in schools and matures in the university. We as parents and teachers put pressure while a child chooses their career. There is quantum shift in the mindset of people for achievement. The attachment of character building essential for producing a good citizen of a nation as "purpose of education" is being shifted to situation of using education as a process of earning money. Money matters, but not at the expense of character. Our country had the rare distinction of assuming the leadership of opening the eyes of people of the whole world, popularly declared as a sacred place of education. People wished to get education from our country 'Bharat Varsha'.

At the present juncture we notice a sea change not only in the functioning of educational institutions but also in the

Earlier our philosophy was very strong and at present also remains unparalleled. But we lack high moral values. Swami Vivekanand alone changed the thoughts of Western Countries about India. Subhash Chandra Bose displayed the courage to challenge the mighty British Empire single handedly and there is a long list we can make in this regard. Mahatma Gandhi pursued an education in Law from University College London (UCL), UK. He showed determination and single-

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Money begets money. Similarly knowledge begets knowledge and we have to prove the notion that character too begets character. Economic stability for a family is a must. A child coming from lower economic strata may be spared taking up professional jobs for their primary aim of life is to lend economic stability to the family they belong. But students belonging to affluent families should take a chance in managing the public life or otherwise there we will be in dearth of honest politicians. We now witness the sons and daughters of politicians only joining politics. The time has come when we should expect honest, vibrant and smart students from completely different background to join the field of public life to steer the progress of our nation as our forefathers did for it will not only return power, position, status but also our name and fame the world over. As teachers we have delightful task ahead to rear the tender thoughts in the hearts of young students.

minded pursuit of his purpose and accomplished his objective of finishing his degree from the Inner Temple and returned to his own birth place. Education in the field of Law and of course his personal qualities, experiences, later on were utilized by him for the cause of our nation. He became successful in not only uniting people across the length and breadth of our country but also helped our nation get freedom without the use of weapons. Can you imagine what would have happened if he did not return to our country after his education? I guess someone else would have assumed the responsibility. But, the thing to recognise is that each and everybody of us has a mammoth task ahead for our mother land. Again the point is that education along with strong moral character can do miracles. We must keep on having life building, man-making and character-building education. We should encourage our children to get higher education from universities of high reputation abroad but they should not run for citizenship there for they have tremendous job opportunities awaiting in their own country.

- Dr. R.K. Sahu Sr. PGT, Chemistry

Money isn't Everything by their low wages. The love for money is the root of all evil. People become corrupt due to their excessive greed for money and the power it brings. Money is a good servant but a bad master. Wealthy people are not always the happiest as the lust for money is endless. Wealthy people spend too much time to get wealthier and then spend their entire life to protect their wealth. With much wealth, simple things lose their pleasure. They who are of opinion that money will do everything may very well be suspected to do everything for money. God's judgement does not depend on money but on sin and reward.

"Money can buy bed but not sleep, Money can buy clock but not time, Money can buy insurance but not safety."

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oney corrupts; the more money you have the more you want. Too much wealth leads to disaster. Success and wealth often earn you enemy and even hostility which ruins good human relationships. When you are self-sufficient in all matters, it is difficult to tell who is your real friend. For most people in this world of modern capitalism, money is the first thing and sometimes the only thing that measurers success in their life. But there are some young people who reject materialistic values. They are motivated by their interest in work. Some devoted teachers consider teaching a noble profession, and they are not demoralised

- Namisha Mohan IX-A

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Witch - Hunting : Victims of Superstition

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There are several villages in Jharkhand and the adjoining state of Chhattisgarh where a large number of women are accused of being daayans or witches. They are believed to worship the Satan, possess some supernatural powers, and practise black magic. These women are either murdered, brutally beaten, starved to death, molested, or sexually assaulted. It was a result of the young lady's courage and determination that the criminals were caught.

he Baralagra village of West Singhbhum district of Jharkhand witnessed an unusual incident in September 2009. A 60 year old woman was returning with her 37 year old daughter after selling wood in the nearby town. When they were on the outskirts of their village, the two were attacked by a mob of villagers who brutally beat the woman to death. Her daughter was killed when she protested against her mother's murder. The next morning, some villagers while going to work, found their corpses. When the news reached the younger daughter of the old woman, she filed a complaint. While the investigation was going on, one afternoon, three men entered the young lady's house and threatened her. They said if she did not take the complaint back, it would cost her life. At first, she was scared, but she made up her mind to punish all those people engaged in the murder which took her mother and sister away from her. One day while she was returning from college, she was attacked by those men and as a result her legs got paralysed.

But in some cases even the complaints are not filed and the incidents do not come to the notice of people in society. Sometimes the local police are so superstitious that they find no harm in people killing innocent women and do not register the cases. Some cases like this are a result of superstition which is largely prevailing in these villages due to illiteracy and lack of awareness. But some cases are a result of family dispute over property, land rights of women and gender conflicts. Although there are some strict laws and punishment for such illegal and immoral acts, (Witch-Hunting cases are registered under Indian Penal Code - Section 302 (Murder), 320 (Grievous harm), 351 (assault)), more than 65% of the cases do not reach the police. The criminals with political hold can very easily suppress the cases and even manipulate the evidence. In such cases, even the local police seem helpless. Our religious beliefs, traditions, etc. stand right at their own place but that does not mean we are free to take someone's life or make it hellish.

Soon the men were arrested and they confessed to their crime. "The old woman was a 'daayan' (witch) and she was responsible for the death of an elderly man, a young man, and some cattle in the village. Therefore, she didn't have the right to live with us." This is what one of the men said while he was being questioned by the local police.

- Shruti Ghosh XII-S3

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Introduction to Yoga pranayama comprises two roots, 'prana' plus 'ayama'. Prana means 'vital energy' or 'life force'. Ayama is expansion. Thus, the word pranayama means 'extension or expansion of the dimension of prana'. 'Pranayama utilizes breathing to influence the flow of prana to the nadis or energy channels of our body.

"Yoga is not an ancient myth buried in oblivion. It is the most valuable inheritance of the present. It is the essential need of today and the culture of tomorrow." - Swami Satyananda Saraswati

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oga is the science of right living and as such, is intended to be incorporated in daily life. It works on all aspects of the person: the physical, vital, mental, emotional, psychic and spiritual.

Rhythmic, deep and slow respiration stimulates and is stimulated by calm, content, states of mind. Irregular breathing disrupts the rhythms of the brain and leads to physical, emotion and mental blocks. Pranayama establishes regular breathing patterns breaking this negative cycle and reversing the debilitating process.

The word yoga means 'unity' or 'oneness' and is derived from the Sanskrit word yuj, which means 'to join'. The science of yoga begins to work on the outermost aspect of the personality, the physical body, which for most people is a practical and familiar starting point. When imbalance is experienced at this level, the organs, muscles and nerves no longer function in harmony; rather they act in opposition to each other. For instance the endocrine system may become irregular and the efficiency of the nervous system decrease to such an extent that a disease will manifest. Yoga aims at bringing the different bodily functions into perfect coordination so that they work for the good of the whole body.

Although breathing is mainly an unconscious process, conscious control of it may be taken at any time. Consequently it forms a bridge between the conscious and unconscious areas of the mind. Abdominal breathing is the most natural and efficient way to breathe. However, due to tension, poor posture, restrictive clothing and lack of training, it is often forgotten. Once this technique again becomes a part of daily life and correct breathing is restored, there will be a great improvement in the state of physical and mental well being.

Yoga cannot provide a cure for life, but it does present a proven method for coping with it. In the following text one important aspect of yoga will be considered i.e. Pranayama. The word

Compiled from : Asana Pranayama,

Mudra Bandha, - Kavita Mukherjee Teacher of Biology

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Online Shopping

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The photographs and illustrations help in choosing the products and recommendations from others help in deciding whether to purchase the product or not. It is convenient, faster and also saves time and energy. It is a boon for people with a phobia of crowd. Now-a-days people find it easier to book tickets through a website rather than standing in a long queue for hours.

e are living in a global world today. The world has come to our doorstep through the use of Internet. With the development of modern technology, Internet helps people to do a lot of things without attendant problems like paying bills, watching movies, banking, chatting and many more. Among these, the most interesting one for the people is shopping online.

Inspite of all these advantages, it has some disadvantages. In ordinary shopping, we can return any undesirable item or exchange any defective item immediately. This is not always acceptable in online shopping. Of course quite recently there is a boom of such websites and they are trying to become customerfriendly. They give 30% or 40% discount on a certain amount of purchase and this makes you buy more and more items. You fall into a trap of a vicious circle of buying things, And this may become an addiction. There is a maximum chance of fraud in this as you may get cheap products or may get deceived by the bright colours of the products displayed.

Online shopping can be defined as shopping through the web and purchasing items and making payment delivery. One can purchase almost anything online - starting with electronic gadgets, branded dresses, furniture, kitchen ware, to greeting cards. The Internet has revolutionized the way we do our shopping. Now-a-days, Internet has become an effective tool for business transactions. But every coin has two faces. Online shopping does have many advantages and disadvantages too. There is the convenience of being able to shop any time for any type of product, one desires. One can surf the Internet any time of the day and buy products from all over the world. There is a huge variety of products and thousands of brands to choose from. It gives an opportunity to compare as many products without having to spend more time in shops. In reality the shops come to your doorstep and you make the choice of buying or rejecting things.

Things are made to be used and technology plays a vital role in this. It is making our lives easier day by day. It is totally in our hands how we use it. Remember, convenience can come with hassles attached!! Online shopping is a good idea but going about it carefully is necessary. So, 'Be careful, be wise'. - Swati Sneha XII S4

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Knowledge is Power

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and follies. Thus, money without wisdom is disastrous and wisdom comes from knowledge. Knowledge does not only mean the textbook information, but also refers to the information acquired through education and experience.

an is a social animal sharing his living space with other organisms endowed with extraordinary abilities. He cannot match up to the mighty strength of an elephant or the ferociousness of a lion. He cannot live in water indefinitely nor can he fly in air like birds; still he remains to be the most dominant and superior to all organisms due to his unparalleled and extraordinary intelligence and wisdom. Whatever the comforts we have right now are due to the great minds of our past. It is because of their labour that many dreadful diseases have now become things of the past. Conquering the much dreaded Polio is a shining example of this.

The fact that learning starts even before a child is born, is well explained by the story of Mahabharata in which Arjuna's son overheard his father telling the secret of how to enter 'Chakra Vyuha" when he was in Subhadra's womb. This knowledge helped him to fight the battle of Kurukshetra. Such is the power of knowledge! Nobody can know everything. Thus, being humans, we may make mistakes, but only a knowledgeable and wise person can realise his mistakes and avoid repeating it. In the present world, human minds are becoming destructive and instead of realising their mistakes, they call this destruction as development. They are misusing their knowledge in the form of atom bombs, missiles, nuclear weapons, etc., while these can be used in the right way as well.

Knowledge once acquired, can neither be snatched away nor destroyed. It remains immortal in our mind where no burglar can break into and steal. It makes a person live with confidence. By creating awareness among the masses, it eradicates the darkness and ushers in the light of wisdom. Many people believe that wealth is the most powerful thing on earth because it can buy anything and everything. But our history proves that many rich people have squandered their money due to their ignorance

Therefore, it is not only important to have knowledge, but also to use it more responsibly. - Srishti Sanjika VIII-A

Coping with Loss

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hard work, insurmountable patience and unshakeable tenacity and a little help from the loved ones. It is often said, 'It is better to face the challenges or obstacles rather than running away from them', as it will never end our problems but will continue to cause many other problems. Whenever we hit a new low, we are extremely depressed and lonely; we probably lose all hope of returning to a normal life. But coping with loss in such a situation can change one's destiny.

ccording to me, coping with the challenges of life and accepting them as they come can give one inner strength to find solutions to the most complex problems of life. Focusing on the solutions rather than on the problems, helps one wriggle out of the toughest and roughest of times. We know that "when all is lost future remains the same". All odds, challenges, all tragedies and all handicaps of life can be overcome with strong determination, persistence,

- Rakesh Raj IX-D

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A Shameless Act : Female Foeticide in India Diary Pages of a baby girl. 17 June : I am an embryo.

5 Sept. : I can feel my heart beat.

Today, in this globalised world, girls are not backward; they are trying to give their best in every field. Once she is properly motivated or guided she beats everybody in all respects whether it is in education, aeronautics, defence, police force, politics or in sports. She can be what she wants to become -even the President, the Prime Minister of a country. For her sky becomes the limit.

14 Oct. : I have little hands, legs, a head, and a stomach.

A daughter serves others selflessly.

30 June : Mom said to Dad "you are going to be a father". Mom and Dad are very happy. 15 July : My food is what my mom eats.

13 Nov. : Today, I was ultra scanned... Wow!!! I am a girl.

What a life she lives!

14 Nov. : I am dying. My Mom and Dad asked the doctor to butcher me.

"A son is your son till he gets married but a daughter is your daughter till she survives". Then, why aren't they getting their due rights? Why are they being murdered in such a way?

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hy did this happen? It is just because she was a girl. People love to have a mother, a wife, a sister, then why not a Daughter?

Female foeticide is one of the worst case scenarios which a girl child can expect in this country. The sex ratio has altered consistently in favour of boys since the beginning of 20th century. The effects have been more pronounced in the states of Punjab, Haryana and Delhi. It was in these states that private foetal sex determination clinics were first established and the practice of selective abortion became popular from late 1970s. Worryingly the trend is far stronger in urban than in rural areas, and among literate than illiterate women.

Life on earth depends on a man and a woman. They complement and supplement each other. There will be chaos if there is imbalance in the ratio. The world exists because of them. It isn't possible for a bird to fly on one wing. But it is seen that since medieval time, the world is ruled by men power, especially India, which is till date known as a male chauvinistic nation. I would like to peep into the past, how the stature of women was destroyed. They were treated as chattel in early Roman Society. In France, they were termed as half soul creatures responsible for the destruction of society. The Chinese considered them as devil's soul. Japanese preferred to live unmarried lives considering them as a sign of disgrace. In this way, they deprived women of their due place. They placed themselves on pedestals and forced women to believe in their own inferiority to men and their incapability to excel educationally, politically, economically and domestically. The patriarchal system encourages a male child and considers a woman as a liability from the day she takes birth.

The determination of the sex of foetus by ultrasound scanning, amniocentesis and in vitro fertilisation has aggravated this situation although no moral and ethical principle supports such a procedure for gender identification. The situation is further worsened by the lack of awareness of women's rights and by indifferent attitude of government and medical professionals. In India, the variable legislation for prevention of sex determination needs strict implementation, alongside the launching of programmes aimed at altering attitudes including those prevalent in medical profession.

Female foeticide is rising and gradually taking its place as one of the biggest social crises. India, where people worship goddess Lakshmi, and goddess Durga, the baby girls are being butchered in their mothers' wombs. Women in India have suffered a lot and have faced innumerable atrocities for so many generations- be it wife battering, rape, dowry or death. She has been suffering and subjected to discrimination. The homicide of women exists in various forms in societies all over India.

Female foeticide is a heinous act and an indicator of violence against women. We have to stop this shameless act to call ourselves the citizens of a progressive nation. Save A Girl Child, Save Yourself! - Shubhangi Sharma XII-S4

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Never Say Die!

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and finally emerges out victorious when met with trials and hardship.

efeat is a detour, not a dead end; only the flames of adversity make great men"

Nothing great has ever been achieved without grappling with difficulties. Nothing worthwhile comes in life without struggle. Progress of man from chaos to order, from barbarism to civilization is an inspiring tale of bravery and courage, pitted against the hostile forces of nature. History has witnessed great conquerors like Alexander and Napoleon, who forged ahead in their mission, without being apprehensive of the obstacles coming in their way.

In fact, it is through the chastening experience that a man's character is forged and his talent, virtues of fortitude and endurance are stirred into action. If he is determined to conquer misfortune, he confronts it with unshakeable valour so that the enlightened path of success, hitherto unseen, opens out to the view. Opportunity always comes in the guise of obstacles. The bigger the obstacle, the bigger the opportunity. Just as the herbs give out their intoxicating fragrance only after being crushed, a man of strong character and convic tion shines brighter

Be the victor, not the victim of fate. Forget the past, for it has gone. Gather your strength, shrug off the fears, collect your scattered dreams and march ahead to fulfil your ambitions, with dogged perseverance, confidence and belief. "Stay committed to your dreams, remain focused on your goal, and keep your spirit high... and never ever say die! - Nupur Neha XII-S2

People and Ecosystem

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system having a habitat and the group of community of plants and animals living in that habitat together, is called an

may eat different species and be hunted by several others. Like any other plant and animal on the earth we are a part of an ecosystem. But there are so many humans who need more energy. People produce waste in such a huge amount that it is becoming nearly impossible for our ecosystem to deal with it. People get most of energy by burning fossil fuels. This creates harmful gases which cannot be broken down quickly enough. So, they build up around as pollution.

ecosystem. All animals and plants in an ecosystem depend on each other for food. One species eats another, and in turn, is eaten by another. We call this a food chain. In an ecosystem, many different food chains intervene to make up a complicated system, known as a food web. Each animal in this web

- Sudhanshu Mishra VI-B

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Lights, Camera, Action

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photographer is an artist who paints on a digital canvas. Photography is an art, it's a creative pursuit engaging in which gives the photographer a whole different high; a personal satisfaction beyond measure; a feeling of bliss which only an artist can understand.

through someone else's eyes. You are gaining an insight into how others view the world and how their perspective is different from yours.

A camera is a photographer's most prized possession. A camera is to a photographer what a paintbrush is to a painter. A photographer is looking at a whole different world when he puts his eyes through his camera lens. Photographers look at things and patterns that escape an ordinary person's eyes and turn ordinary settings and scenes into masterpieces. They don't shoot what it looks like, they shoot what it feels like. They can feel the essence of a photograph, the vibe and aura that it exudes because the picture speaks to the photographer.

Being an amateur photographer myself, I can assure you that photography is an art which teaches you a lot. It helps you to view things in a different light, to appreciate the beauty in this world and the little things you may not notice otherwise, as Marc Riboud said, "Taking pictures is savouring life intensely, every hundredth of a second." Most of our life is a series of moments which pass us by like towns on a highway. So capture the best ones and keep them as memories because as Oscar Wilde once said, "Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."

They say a picture is worth a thousand words and it's true. When you see a photograph, you are not looking at just some random scene, you are looking at the world

- Vishishtha Upul XII-S2

Loneliness and Neglect of the Elderly

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oneliness and neglect is a deadly combination especially at the end of a lifetime, which was once useful, eventful and worthwhile. You raise a family, give your best years to your children, you slog-labour-serve. You see to all their needs and much more. You give them education, help them stand on their own and keep a strong foothold in today's world of close competition and once they take their place, become physically, mentally and professionally secured, they don't care about you anymore. It is as if the writing is on the wall. Your usefulness is already over and you have played your part and there are no further roles to play.

place for you in their lives, their homes or even in their hearts.

Overnight you become a liability for your children and there is no

- Saloni Singh

Today you are a pack of bones, frail and weak with poor eyesight and you aren't able to do anything for yourself. So who is prepared to look after you in the twilight years of your life? The day is gone, the sun has receded taking its light and warmth. So there is darkness and freezing cold with no signs of light and warmth from anyone and anywhere. Your only companions are your pain and tears; however sometimes you do get visitors, Diseases and injuries break into your life to take away anything positive that is still with you, to make you suffer in pain. So you wait not for the silent thieves to trouble you but for the one who doesn't steal but grabs with force, plunders all and leaves nothing back - yes, the biggest plunderer Death is here to take your last possession and that is your life. XI-C2

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A Note from a School Girl

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And instead of punishing them and teaching them how to behave, our society warns the girl... Takes her freedom away...

ll that you think about India... all the greatness, the pride and love will be washed away once you have a fortune to talk to one of our leaders - be it political or religious...

She can't go outside alone at night, her brother or father has to go with her. Even our school uniform was changed. Why? Why indeed? Well we all know why... because by wearing a skirt we were cordially inviting them to molest us. I can't help but feel ashamed of being an Indian. If only restricting my dressing style could stop him! If only changing my dress could change his mentality! If only killing me could teach him the lesson of Live and Let Live!

By now you would have guessed what I am talking about... Our politicians say, those who assault a woman are innocent! That they shouldn't be hanged to death... they are boys, they made a mistake" Mistake!!! Or meet our religious leaders who say if a girl is raped it is her fault as she wore a short dress!! These are just a few examples of many such perverted minds in India.

But no! None of this is ever going to happen. So keep on taking my freedom away, you won't achieve anything. And the best part is that all this is done on the pretext of protecting me! But in reality you are protecting him.

These people think that wearing what one wants or in this case what a girl wants is a grave crime for this isn't her society, for the purpose of this society is not to give her a place to live as well but for her to be a toy in you-know-whose hands... it is not that I don't take their names because I am afraid of them as you might think but it is because I can't accommodate all their names here... it is because they don't deserve to be named...

When you should really punish him for not being able to control himself you are punishing me for exercising my freedom! I salute you my society! I salute you! Vote for these "leaders", follow these "babas", love these "chiraags" of your home and kill these victims of their hunger...

Evil has no name... it never had and I am no one to break the custom and give them a name. They deserve to be unnamed and be lost and never come out again of their filthy, dark potholes where they burn for the rest of their lives... burn in the fire of hell that they worked so hard to deserve!

But remember, I will not forgive you, those who support them, defend them and those who don't oppose them, all of you will pay. I will make you!

It would not be a million dollar question to ask why we are not progressing... How can we? And do we deserve to?

He has no right to humiliate me whatsoever! And so I refuse to compromise my dignity, my pride, my dreams, my life, my future and my soul just to satisfy his hunger, just because he couldn't control himself, just because he thinks he is supreme, just because I live in a society where he is considered superior to me and just because he is a boy! Because he is given the freedom of whatever he wants to do from the very beginning of his life and I am asked to cater to his needs!

This is a country where a girl who was forced to go through this hell is not even accepted by the society as human and the devils who did this to her are considered innocent! Wow Incredible India! Seriously, I cant' believe a girl can be so unfortunate to have been born in India...

I am not a chewing gum... that he can use and throw!

If he made a mistake then why did we hang Kasab? He made a mistake too... we should have forgiven him... In fact why do we have prisons at all??

And all of you will understand that, I will make you and That's a promise...

(Actually I shouldn't call them devils because Lucifer himself would die out of shame on seeing them)

- Rajnandini Singh XII-S2

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Imagination The Goldy Bird

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here lived Goldy bird on a tree in a dense forest. When she sang, pearls used to roll off her beak. One day a bird catcher saw her and thought, "Aha! It is a lottery prize. If I catch her, I will get pearls everyday and become rich in no time". The bird catcher spread his net on the ground and scattered some rice grains. The Goldy bird came down to feed on the grains and got caught. The bird catcher collected pearls and became wealthy in a few weeks. Now he was immensely wealthy but people still called him bird catcher. He was not respected. He began thinking of a plan to earn the respect of others. He got an idea. The bird catcher got a beautiful golden cage made for Goldy. He presented the bird and the cage to the king and said proudly "My Lord! This bird will sing beautiful tunes for you and give you pearls everyday". The wonderful present delighted the king and he made the bird catcher a minister of his court. In a short time the king had heaps of pearls. He presented the bird and the cage to his queen. One day the queen opened the door of the cage and Goldy flew away. The queen gave the cage to the royal goldsmith and said, "Make beautiful gold ornaments for me out of this cage". The free bird, Goldy said "Queen Mother! It's so kind of you to free me. You are great. I was sad as a caged bird." She flew to the jungle and sang songs in praise of the queen. - Aparna Kaushal IV-C

The Rats and Elephants

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rats. The rats were very scared. They ran to their king. The king of the rats decided to meet the king of the elephants. He requested the elephant king to ask his herd to follow another route. The elephant king agreed. He ordered his herd to take another route. And the lives of the rats were saved. One day a group of hunters came to the forest. They trapped the herd of elephants in their huge nets. The elephant king was worried. He called his minister and said, 'Please go to the king of the rats and request him for help. On listening to the minister, the king of the rats said, 'Oh mighty elephant, do not be afraid, I will think of a way to set your friends free.' The king of the rats summoned all the rats. They cut open the nets with their sharp teeth. The elephants were set free. They thanked the rats.

nce upon a time, there lived a large number of rats under a tree. One day, a herd of elephants came that way and destroyed the homes of the

- Arunima Chowdhary IV-A

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Extinct Trees

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the manager was not able to understand what he was saying. Ranvir found it to be very strange. He decided to go to a very learned man's house. On his way he saw a poster. He was astonished to realise that the year in which he lived was 3000! He was about to faint. But that was true. Ranvir reached the man's house. He related the entire series of incidents to that man. The man said that he had somewhere heard the term 'Tree'. The man's son was listening to their conversation. He said to his father. 'Dad, tree is an extinct species found many years ago which looked like an umbrella. It provided shelter for birds, shadow for rest, fruits, and many more things. But, people started cutting them for their so-called needs due to which it has now become extinct.

ne tree provides us several things. Then, why do people cut them? Do they feel happy by doing so? Let us have a look at a story which tells us about what will happen if we don't stop

cutting trees. A boy named Ranvir lived in Delhi. He was ten and studied in standard six. One day, while Ranvir was coming back from school he noticed a man cutting a tree. The question arose in his mind was, 'Why do people want to destroy nature's beauty? What will happen if people keep on cutting trees?' Throughout the day, he kept on thinking about the incident. He was feeling very tired so, he went to sleep early. He had a dream that night. He was in a city which did not have any trees. He was feeling very hot. He decided to go to a restaurant to have his meal. He ordered salad and some other food stuff. To this, the waiter said, 'Sir, I am unable to understand your demands, but you must try out our special O2 tablets. 'Have you gone mad? I need to talk to your manager' Ranvir said. He related the entire matter to the manager. To his surprise, even

That very moment Ranvir woke up. He went to school the next day and told all his friends about his dream. All his friends took the initiative to spread the awareness among people of the consequences of felling trees. And they started planting trees. - Amrit Kumar VI-A

Lesson to a Hunter

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hunter had killed many animals, specially rabbits. He used to catch a rabbit, cut its throat, roast it and then eat it up. It is true, that all sinners get punished, one day or the other. One day he caught a rabbit

and held it by its ears and started for his home. There was a saint sitting by the roadside. He asked the hunter to free the rabbit and get blessed. The hunter refused and wanted to cut the throat of the rabbit there before the saint. He took out his big, sharp knife. When he tried to cut the rabbit's neck, the knife slipped from his hand and fell on his foot hurting him badly. The rabbit also ran away to the forest. The hunter got punishment. His foot was very badly cut and he became unfit for hunting in future. - Shakya Shambhavi V-B

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A Taste of his Own Medicine.....

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Ramesh many a time. They then went to Kishan, the Milkman, and bought some cow-dung from him. Now their plan only required execution.

itika was a young, beautiful and successful girl. She had just taken admission to a new school in Ranchi, as her father had recently been transferred there. She had started participating in debates, quizzes and cultural events, and was getting first position in all of them. Everything was going for her.

The next afternoon, after school was over, Ritika was waiting at the bus stop, prepared. When Ramesh came and started teasing her as usual, she sprayed the pepper on his eyes. For a moment, Ramesh was in distress screaming, "My eyes are on fire! My eyes are on fire! Help! Water! Water!" Then came Aman's part. He started croaking exactly like a frog some distance away from Ramesh. Ramesh, thinking that the frog was near a water body, followed the sound, ran in its direction and fell face first in the cow-dung that was laid out for him. All this time, Geetika had been recording the events on her cellphone. She uploaded the video on YouTube and other social networking sites, and everyone saw Ramesh being humiliated and made fun of him.

There was only one problem - Ramesh. He used to study in the same school and lived near her house. They used to travel on the same school bus. Ramesh was a very ill-mannered boy. He used to tease and taunt her every day, one day about her oiled hair, the other day about her old bag, which she loved a lot, and used to carry it to school every day. Ritika was a very shy girl, and chose to ignore these comments. Also, he was Ritika's senior, so she couldn't stand up to him on her own. She had a very good friend, Geetika, who too was fed up of Ramesh's taunts and comments, and wanted to stand up to him. So they joined hands and came up with a plan to teach the bully a lesson.

Now, for the first time in his life, Ramesh was ashamed of himself and felt what it was like to be humiliated and made fun of. He realised that he had been making a terrible mistake and apologized whole heartedly to Ritika. He was finally taught a lesson and he never teased any one hence forth.

They went to their good friend, Mr. Chang, who owned a Chinese eatery and a cosmetics shop in Chinatown. He also dealt in women's safety equipment, like pepper spray. The duo bought some specially strong pepper sprays from him. They then went to their friend Aman, who was an animal lover and was fascinated by frogs. He had a speciality - he could croak like a frog. Geetika and Ritika told him about their plan, and asked for his help. Aman agreed readily, as he too had been bullied by

- Spandan Chaturvedi IX-D

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The Apple Tree

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n the middle of a beautiful green forest, stood a big apple tree. In the branches of the tree, lived many birds with their young ones. The birds ate the juicy, red apples. Everyday hundreds of ants carried the red apples to their home. One day, a woodcutter came to the forest to cut the tree. He wanted to make tables and chairs with the wood. The birds and ants were sad. They were very unhappy. They pleaded with the woodcutter not to cut the tree as many animals lived in the tree. Listening to this, the wood cutter decided, not to cut the tree. 'Thank you, Mr. woodcutter', said the birds and further told the woodcutter, 'Please take some apples home for your children'. They were very happy. They thanked the kind woodcutter. - Snigdha V-C

Four Best Friends

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uffy the bear, Chiku, the elephant, Chirpy, the bird and Squirky, the squirrel were very good friends. One day they planned to go for a picnic. Next day they set off for their destination in Buffy's car. They reached there and had lots of fun. There all four of them ate ice-cream. But Chiku ate

too much. He started feeling unwell. When they reached home at night, Chiku felt sick. Buffy gave him medicine and took care of him. Afterwards he started feeling well. Then they all went to sleep. Moral : We should not eat anything too much. - Sarthak II-B

The Two Pots

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friend you are made of soft mud and are so weak. Come closer to me, if you wish. I will protect you from harm". 'Thanks for your good feelings for me', said the earthen pot. "But I dare not come closer to you. You are strong and sturdy. I am so weak and fragile. By chance, if we crash into each other, I will shatter into a thousand tiny bits. If you are really my well-wisher, please keep away from me." Saying so, the earthen pot smoothly floated away from the copper pot.

here was a heavy flood in a river. After three days the flood subsided. Among many other things, a copper pot and an earthen pot were floating side by side in the river.

The copper pot saw the earthen pot and said, "My

- Anshwir III-B

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The Golden Touch

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ing Midas was a very greedy king. He loved gold and always wanted more of it. Once he invited an old sage to his palace and took good care of him. The sage was very pleased and granted him a wish. King Midas asked for lots of gold. The sage said, "Tomorrow onwards, whatever you touch will turn to gold".

King Midas hardly slept that night. He got up early and started touching things around him. He was very pleased to see that all of them turned into gold. But then, when he sat for breakfast, he couldn't eat anything as all his food turned into gold when he touched it. Just then, his lovely daughter ran into the room. The king forgot all about his golden touch and hugged her. She too turned into gold. The king became very sad. He understood his foolishness. The king approached the sage and requested him to take away the golden touch. The sage obliged. King Midas' daughter became alright and the king was never greedy again. - Awantika Swati IV-C

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ife is too short, fill it with your great deeds and moments of glory. Never do anything in life for which you have to regret in future.

Here is a story I came across in a story book one day. Most of you might have read it. But, I want to ask how many of you have actually learnt a lesson from it... A mason and his son were famous for building strong houses. Once when they were building a house, they found there was no mortar left for placing the last stone in the foundation. The mason asked his son to prepare some amount of mortar for placing the last stone. 'Father', said the boy, 'we have the mortar prepared for the walls. We can use it for placing this stone.' The old man explained to his son that the mortar was not as strong as the mortar prepared for laying down the foundation. It must be stronger than the mortar prepared for building the walls. 'But father' asked the son, 'who will know that we laid a single stone at the depth with a weaker mortar?' The father replied, 'Two people will know and they will die of shame and guilt.' 'Who?' asked the boy. The father looked into his son's eyes and said, 'You and me'. - Deepa Rani VI-B

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whole village from the big lake which was just a few metres away from the village. Jagvinder then guessed and asked his father if the industry was also near the big lake. His father explained to him the whole set up of the industry and how the industry worked. Jagvinder and his friends were quite clear that the water was polluted just because the effluents of the industry were dumped into the big lake without being treated. So, they decided to talk to the owner of the industry, Mr. K.K.Dhingra. When Jagvinder and his friends went to meet him, he told them that he was not going to change the system and working of the industry. Jagvinder and his friends then went to an NGO which had contacts with some government officials. After meeting them, he and his friends started planning a secret operation by which they could catch the owner red-handed. Everything was pre-planned. On the scheduled day Jagvinder once again went to meet Mr. Dhingra where he again asked him to change the system of disposing the untreated water. Mr. K.K.Dhingra once again refused and everything was being recorded on the camera which was hidden behind the curtains. Jagvinder and his friends had secretly come to the factory the previous night to do all the arrangements. The video was directly telecast on the local news channel and created quite a sensation in that sleepy village. Mr. Dhingra who was the owner of the industry was finally caught and punished for his wrong doing. The big lake was treated to make it pollution free and then the crops were also grown on the land where some organic compound had been added to neutralize the land which had become acidic. When the Chief Minister of Rajasthan came to know about this, he decided to personally meet Jagvinder and his friends who had saved the future of Ganganagar. He made an announcement to award them. A function was organised in Ganganagar for their great job. There in the function, when they were being awarded, Jagvinder said that it was the debt which he had to pay to his motherland. He also thanked the NGO and his friends for helping him. Everybody in village was very happy and proud of Jagvinder as he saved them from the disaster which they were unaware of. Later on Jagvinder joined Rajasthan Government Projects Association which gave people tips on organic farming and agriculture and helped them whenever and wherever they required.

ong time ago, there was a village named Ganganagar in Rajasthan. There lived a small Jatt family that earned its livelihood through agriculture and cattle rearing. They had a small land where they mainly grew cash crops like cotton, sugarcane etc. Though they had a small land and only five cattle, they earned enough to survive and remain happy. One day the news of setting up of an industry, which would buy cash crops from the farmers of the village and turn them into products for further use, spread in the whole village. All the farmers were very happy because after the set up of the industry, they won't have to be worried about going to the towns for selling the raw products to the merchants. The villagers were also overjoyed as the youth of the village would get jobs in the industry and so they won't have to migrate to the towns. After one year, the industry was finally set up in the village. The Jatt family was also very happy. When the seasons for cotton came, the farmers of the village grew even more cotton so that they could earn more as the transportation money which they had to pay earlier was no more a barrier now. After six months when the crop was ready, they harvested the crop and sent it to the industry. The farmers were very happy as they got more money this year in exchange for the raw material which they gave to the factories. The Jatt family was also very happy as they could buy some more cattle now which meant more profit and then a better standard of living. The villagers were also overjoyed. But their happiness didn't last for long. After six years suddenly there was a reduction in crop production. No body could understand what actually was happening, why the crop production decreased so rapidly. Everyone in the village was concerned about what should be done now. Then one day, the Jatt family had some guests from Delhi. The eldest son Jagvinder had brought some of his classmates from a renowned Agricultural University. It was long since he had visited his hometown and so was surprised to see the development that had taken place in the village. After a week, Jagvinder's father told him and his friends about the sudden depletion in the quality and quantity of the crops which they had been growing. So, the young men decided to visit the land on which the crops were being grown. The very next day when they reached the land, they were confused to see the water which was being used for irrigation. They couldn't figure out why the water was a little brownish in colour. Jagvinder, then asked his father about the source of water. His father replied that the water came through pipes and canals to the

And in this way, Jagvinder, who was just a common man became the hero of the village because of his great thoughts, deeds and contributions to the society. He showed everyone how to set the wrong path, right. - Tanushree X-C

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It's a True Story...

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boy named 'Ravi' loved his sister 'Rachna' more than anything else in their world. On her birthday 21st December 2000 when he heard that a little angel had arrived, he jumped for joy. He jumped around shouting, 'I have got a little angel and I will never let her go anywhere.' He distributed sweets and chocolates among his friends. The family was spending the best days of their lives with a sweet, caring mother, a responsible but a fun-loving father, a naughty but a loving son and a cute girl. Everything was going well for that family. They spent three and a half years together. But then the devastating year came, which changed the meaning of life for everyone.

bed keeping the smiling face of the little angel in their mind. Everyone considered Rachna very lucky. While going to school, Rachna said, 'Brother, Mom always used to buy a chocolate for me, will you buy me one?' Ravi replied, 'Oh, of course, I will'. So he left Rachna on one side of the road on his bicycle and went to the other side of the road for buying that as he felt a single chocolate could make his angel happy. But suddenly a truck, which was strictly banned on that road, started advancing towards the cycle. When he was returning he saw Rachna on the road and the truck was about to hit her. He ran but he fell down and at that moment she was hit by it. And Ravi was also going to be crushed as he fell on the way of the truck, but luckily a man held onto his legs and pulled him away and saved him, otherwise he would have been crushed like Rachna. But when he looked at the site on the road, he found the little angel lying in a pool of blood. He could not believe what had happened there. He went up to that place and started crying. He frantically tried to wake up Rachna. The crowd arrived there, but the most unpredictable thing was that nothing happened to the criminal 'driver'. Till now the case is running in the court. The little girl was not at fault, but she lost her life and left her family devastated. But the truck driver who had committed this crime is still living freely.

On 16th April 2004 (it was Ravi's birth day) Ravi got a bicycle as his birthday gift. On getting that he was very happy, but was unaware of the fact that the cycle would become synonymous with an albatross around his neck. It was the month of April. So Rachna took admission to a school. Soon she started going to school. Her mother was caring, so she dropped her children at school everyday. The uniforms were really too cute as she was so small and generally small things look so good and cute too! Ravi had started riding his bicycle for going to school. About a fortnight had passed, but her mother never left Rachna alone. She dropped her in the morning and received her everyday after school got over. But one day she became too busy helping her husband as he had to go on a tour. The time was passing and her children were ready for school and were waiting for their mother. Ravi asked for his mother's permission to take Rachna on bicycle to school. His father allowed them to go as Ravi promised his father to take Rachna along with him safely, but his mother continued to stop them as it was a mother's heart and she was apprehensive. She kept on saying, 'Let me pack your father's bag and lunch, then I would drop both of you at school'. But whatever has to happen will eventually happen.

Her mother lost her sanity for several days and till today she has not been able to regain her total consciousness. And her husband who had allowed them to go, considered himself the biggest culprit. And the son 'Ravi' lost his trust in God and himself as well. Of her two dresses, the one which was totally dipped in blood and the other one are still in the wardrobe waiting for a user, as they have not been used after..... Her pictures, love, memories etc... even today, strike the minds of all... - Neha Choudhary

So, with their father's permission, they went away happily. The siblings loved each other and were inseparable. Every morning the family was overjoyed to see the smiling face of the little angel and at night they went to

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The Truth of Sam

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nce there were three friends. Their names were Ram, Sohan and Sam. Ram and Sohan were best friends. Ram's family was very wealthy. Ram always shared the things he brought to the school with Sohan. At the time of sharing, Ram always said "Jo tera hai woh mera hai, Jo mera hai woh tera." Sam was always jealous of Sohan and wanted to make Sohan Ram's enemy. One day, he was successful

in doing that. Sohan was very sad that day. Sohan knew it was all Sam's trick. But what could he do? How could he make Ram believe that Sam had played a trick on them? One day Ram had brought some money and Sam was sitting beside him. They were sitting on the first bench and Sohan was sitting on the second bench. Sohan only told Sam that Ram had brought money to school. Sam wanted to rob Ram. So, he planned to rob him during lunch break. After eating his food, Sohan was going to put the lunch box in the bag, but it fell down. When he got down to take his lunch box, he saw that Sam was putting his hand in Ram's pocket. Sohan caught Sam red-handed and said "Sam had no care for you. He was just a sheep in wolf's clothes!' Ram took his money from Sam and said to Sohan "Sam was never my best friend. You were my best friend, you are my best friend and you will be my best friend forever'. After this, no body could break their friendship. - Swayanshu Mohapatra VII-A

A Boy of Words

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nce Chhatrapati Shivaji was sleeping in his room. A thirteen year old boy entered his room secretly. He raised his sword to kill Shivaji. But the guard caught him. Shivaji woke up and asked, 'Who are you? Why are you here with a sword? The boy replied, "My name is Maloji, I have come here to kill you." Then Maloji told the whole story to the king. He stayed with his mother. They were very poor. His mother had been ill and hungry for many days. Shivaji's enemy had promised to give him money if he killed the king. Tanaji, the royal guard said angrily, "Now you get ready to die." The boy said to Shivaji, "Please allow me to go and meet my mother for the last time. I am a Maratha and I will surely come back". Shivaji allowed the boy to go home. Next morning when the guard gave him the news that a boy wanted to meet him, he was really surprised. He called the boy and hugged him gladly. He praised him for his courage and truthfulness. He gave him a place in his army. - Ayushi Das IV-C

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had never imagined in my wildest dream that I would have to say sorry to those rag pickers. As I was a kind of girl who was brought up in a high profile society, I never went out of my home to slum areas. I was always made to hate the people belonging to lower class and thus always hated the rag pickers unaware of the fact that they are also honest ones. But life is like an hourglass. Eventually everything hits the bottom and all you have to do is wait until someone comes along and turns it around and that's exactly what happened to me. Once I was driving down the streets of Alaska to drop my friend at the station. On my way back, my car got punctured. I walked further to seek help. On moving forth, I saw something which made my eyes bulge out. It was the dead body of a guy with a knife on his stomach, which described his murder. I was unable to understand what to do and what not to do. I was shivering that time. I searched for my cellphone to call the police but suddenly I remembered that I had given that at service centre for repair. I wondered what to do as I could not leave the body there in that situation but after giving it a second thought I wanted to leave. As I turned back somebody from my back covered my face with a handkerchief. Soon I fainted and that was the last thing I remembered. The next morning when I woke up, I saw myself in a small cottage, my hands tied up. The moment I opened my eyes I was shocked to see my friend Emily, whom I dropped at the station last night, lying dead in front of me. There was a grimacing expression on my face and I started lamenting. I tried to recall what had exactly happened last night. I was unable to sort out the puzzle how Emily got trapped there. I wept and wept but there was not a single person who could actually explain to me what had really happened. The long twilight faded into night. I was hungry but there crept no one for help. I prayed to God to send my parents for help and at that very moment realised the importance of a guardian. I overheard someone talking outside the room in which I was trapped, but I was not able to understand their language. Around midnight some people came, closing my mouth they took me out of the pathetic place to an airy one. I was made aware of the situation that there was some terrorist attack from the neighbouring countries that was from Canada and some Russians were also involved in from the places of maritime Russia. I soon recognised the voice, which I had overheard, was that of a Russian. And my life was saved by those rag pickers. I still didn't believe them and blamed them for kidnapping me for the sake of some money. But thereafter my mom and dad came and told me that they were right, they really saved my life. I informed them that Emily had been murdered. The people there assumed that she might have been killed by those terrorists, Mom told me that the rag pickers had heard me crying and at that time there was no one nearby. Taking advantage of the situation they helped me and informed the police about me. That's how my parents were here. I regretted for my bad behaviour and apologized to the rag pickers' family. But they comforted me by quoting "Hate is just a word for somebody you love but no longer believe in". I ended up saying my last words, 'To taste the sweetness of life, you must have the power to forget the past'. And I left... - Heena Taneja XII-C1

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Who Am I?

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the experiment which is to study how the memories are stored in human mind and how we can retrieve, expand and manipulate those memories to our wishes. Jack listens carefully and nods once or twice. His mind is now a mine of questions but all he managed to say was "great". The date of experiment is decided to be a month from today. The doctor requested him to stay with him for that period, to which he agreed.

hat makes us who we are? Is it our choices or our relations or our memories... The year is 2075 and the earth is in perfect harmony between artificial intelligence (sentient machines) and humans. The humans perform their work and the artificial intelligence fulfils its own purposes. All this was the gift of Dr. Will Caster who first created a blend of human mind and machine.

Dr. Will, as Jack made out in a month had an erudite mind blended with a selfless heart. All that he ever did was for the greater good of humanity and this experiment was going to open new doors for human exploration and Jack figured out if there was a man more excited than Dr. Caster for this, it would be the one who put him there.

Jack, a man with everything one desires for, is living his life happily in the new harmonious world. He is a great admirer of Dr. Will Caster and always had an ardent desire of meeting him which is to be fulfilled tomorrow. Dr. Will Caster had openly asked for a volunteer for one of his new experiments.

The day of experiment arrived. Dr. Caster brings a blue coloured serum which he injects into Jack's neck after necessary procedures were done. This serum sent information to a computer screen about Jack's mind preferably the part where memories were kept. All is going well but suddenly there is a glitch in the serum tracking system.....

Jack volunteered. And he was fortunately selected as well. As Jack enters Dr. Caster's office, he can feel all his dreams coming true. The office is exactly what he had dreamed of and there being a big screen on which Dr. Will Carter's face was displayed. From behind it, a digital image of Dr. Caster walks towards Jack saying something but Jack can't make out what, for he is awestruck by the aura in his manners and also, it's not everyday that he talked to a digital 3-D image, let alone Dr. Will Caster's image!

Jack's ears are full of blaring sound and his head is throbbing with pain. He soon fell unconscious. The glitch was because of the fault in the programme of serum that apparently ordered it to delete any memory it encountered.

Dr. Caster is now standing in front of him and saying in a jovial manner "Come, let me show you the main aim of this experiment and tell you what games I will be playing with your brain while you are unconscious", but Jack got tensed. He followed the Doctor. He is now in a room full of bright light. Here a female voice explains to him the purpose of

Jack's memory is gone. He wakes up, screaming, for an empty mind is the last thing one wants. Jack can't even recognise himself. A good looking man stands in front of him with a concerned look on his face, then introduces himself as Dr. Will Caster.

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A month has passed. Jack has started realising that this is going to be his life forever from now on. But Dr. Caster makes him an offer. Dr. Caster takes it upon himself to right his wrong. He offered to upload Jack's mind on the sentient machine just like his own. He was inviting Jack to his world of knowledge and power.

Nobody is telling him anything, or what they are talking about, isn't making any sense. He wants to recollect something, anything, but can't. What is my name? Who are these people? How did I end up here? What was my past? And who am I? All he can think of is the colour of the ceiling and the faces of the people who come every morning telling him what had happened, which did not make any sense at all.

After the memory deletion there is just one thing Jack still retains and that is admiration for the digital image of Dr. Caster. The image that made an impression on his bare mind so deep that it would never change...

Months passed. And now he starts realising what had happened. He starts responding to the name they gave him, Jack. A large part of his day is spent thinking if the people around him remembered everything. They seem to. The deletion of his memory left an effect of serum that deleted all things he tried to memorize, according to Dr. Caster. But this effect would wear off with time and it has started to.

And so Jack Harper becomes one of the very few people in the whole world who have uploaded their minds and have taken part in Dr. Will's Transcendence. He has become one of those "Divergents" who have unlimited access to knowledge and unlimited power and intellect to utilise it. From a common man to an unsuccessful experiment to something extraordinary, a divergent, Jack's journey had been one of a kind.

He now knew something about his past. That his name was Jack Harper. That he was born on 19th July 2047 in Baker Street, London. He is also shown pictures of his past, of his family but he cannot attach himself to them, not anymore. A clean slate.

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lake water in which salt was dissolved. As he drank it, he said, 'Good'. "Do you taste salt?" the master asked. 'No' said the man. They both sat together and then the master told him. "The pain of life is just like pure salt, no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains the same. But the amount we taste, depends upon our container we put it into. So when you are in pain just enlarge the size of your container, means the size of your sense of thinking. Stop using your solvent in a glass. Use it in a lake, then the solute will not bother you."

nce there was an unhappy young man who came to an old master and said, "I have a very sad life." He asked for a solution. The old master told him to put a handful of salt in a glass and drink it." 'How does it taste?' asked the master. 'Oh it's frightful' said the young man. Then the master asked him to put the same amount of salt in a lake and then drink it. They went to a lake. The man did the same as it was told by the master. After that the master asked him to drink the

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Feature Story-Khirochora Gopinath Temple, Remuna those twelve pots of Bhog were offered to the Lord, the priests found to their utter surprise that one pot of the milk bhog was missing. The priests desperately searched for the missing pot, as it was regarded as a bad sign. To their disappointment, they found nothing. That very night, the Lord appeared in the dream of the chief priest of the temple and revealed the whole secret behind the mystery of the stolen milk pot. He said that it was none other than he who had stolen the milk pot and hidden it inside the cloth that his idol was wearing. He further instructed the priest to immediately go and offer the pot of bhog to his favourite devotee,

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disha, a shrine of cultural heritages and emblems of religious fervour is famous for its temple architecture. Particularly the ancient Ganga rulers are responsible for the shrines that glorify the Kalingan art.

Shri Madhavendra Puri. The priest at once woke up and went to the main chamber where the deities were and to his surprise he found the pot of bhog from inside the cloth of Lord Gopinath. He took it and immediately went to Madhavendra Puri who was quietly sleeping under a tree infront of the Ramachandi temple. This incident rapidly spread far and wide, thereby bringing a huge number of devotees and world wide popularity to the place.

Remuna, the place shelters five places of consecration, viz., Shri Khirachora Gopinath, Shri Ramchandi Mandir, Shri Madhavendra Puri Matha, the Saptosara River and Shri Gadagadeswara Mahadeva Mandir. Out of these five emblems of religious fervour, Shri Gopinath Mandir is the one which has gained global popularity because of the story that underlines its existence in the tiny town of Remuna, the Gupta Vrindaban.

It is a crime to steal, but the Lord himself committed this crime for the love of his disciple. It is a rare instance of God serving his devotee. This temple is a testimony to this and exemplifies God's unflinching and true love for his ardent believer. A visit to this holy place is therefore a must for every believer of Shri Gopinath. This is a popular saying in Odia language -

How Lord Gopinath became 'Khirachora' Gopinath is a very interesting legend. It is believed that Shri Madhavendra Puri, one of the devout devotees of Lord Gopinath had once visited this temple. After completing his prayers, he wanted to have the 'Khirabhog', but he never begged for food. With a heavy heart he went to the nearby Ramachandi Mandir and started singing hymns in praise of Lord Gopinath.

"Kahin gala ho Madhavendra Puri, Tuma lagi Gopinath khira kale chori" (Kahan gaye aap Madhavendra Puri, Aapke liye Gopinath ne kiya kheer chori) - D.K. Sinha

It is a daily ritual in the temple that everyday, twelve pots of khirabhog are offered to the deity. On that very day when

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Life Teaches us, When it Hurts One day when he was cleaning the table, accidentally, he dropped the tray full of glasses and the glasses broke into pieces. He started trembling. The cruel owner of Dhaba yelled at him. "You cannot hold a tray properly, then how can you do anything? Who will pay the compensation for this?" With these words he came near him and slapped him. Ramu burst into tears. The struggle for sustenance had left him emotional and vulnerable. The passing students commented on him, "Look, Look, he works in a Dhaba. Poor boy"! A girl used to cross Ramu's Dhaba everyday picking up the bits of paper. That day when she saw him crying, she was heartbroken. Her story matched with Ramu's. She always wished that her life would take a U-turn and she would be free.

Education is something, every child thinks of But it remains only a dream for many And their hands clean utensils When they are supposed to read and write

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he story starts with a small boy named 'Ramu' who worked in a small hotel. He was an orphan who used to quench his thirst and ward off his starvation by working in a Dhaba. He dreamt of going to school and of being a great man but the sad demise of his parents in a road accident compelled him to live a life of misery. He lost his parents when he was only five. He was also severely injured in which his brain was partly damaged. He had many psychological complexities from which he slowly recovered, still much was left to be tackled. He was brought up by his uncle and aunt but as he turned ten he was forced to go out of the house. He started working in a Dhaba where he was cruelly treated. Ramu used to clean the utensils and serve the customers when he himself remained hungry most of the day.

Tears rolled down Ramu's cheeks, his legs refused to move and at the same time anger surged up inside. Now the girl came to Ramu with her helping hands. She offered him a hand of love and support. She told him that she was also treated badly. Then she also started crying. They both were feeling the same pain. Controlling the tears and overflowing emotions, she told him that they must escape from that town to lead a better life somewhere else. Ramu agreed and they left the Dhaba. They walked down the roads and reached another town. A man from an NGO helped them. They got admission into a government school. Now they studied sincerely and did some part time jobs at the same time. They lived their life happily forgetting the sad memories. Moral : God helps those who help themselves. Never believe in your fate. Just work hard and reach your destination. - Divya Bharti IX D

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an a dream feel so real that the line between dream and reality vanishes? Do we create our own universe? Do parallel universes really exist?

said. "Then you thought wrong". And just when Rhea thought her day couldn't get any stranger, she received her history quiz from the previous day. It was marked an 'A'. Rhea was sure she was going to fail. She looked closely. The questions seemed different. This wasn't the same quiz. Everything seemed so outlandish. That evening, she went out to a movie with her friends and when she returned home at 10 at night, she was too tired to even change into her nightdress. She got into bed and dozed off the moment her head hit the pillow.

Rhea read the lines she had written over and over again. She had chosen to write on this topic for her school assignment. But she couldn't write any further. She wasn't focused. She knew that school had not been really great for her that day. A surprise history quiz first thing in the morning wasn't a good start and then, she had fought with her best friend, Sneha. She had even got into trouble at basketball practice, which she would normally breeze through everyday. Rhea thought about all this and then just to get away from all of it, closed her eyes and slumped on the pillow. Just then, the lights went out. There was complete darkness.

The next morning, Rhea woke up a bit late. She looked around and saw her assignment kept on the bedside table. She felt a tingling sensation. She looked at her mobile. June 28. Then, she looked at herself. She was wearing the shirt and skirt she always wore at home. She wasn't in her jeans that she had worn to the movie the night before. She was sure she hadn't changed. "Was that a dream? She thought "I hope not because that means I'll have to deal with an angry Sneha today". It was getting late. She rushed to school-hoping for the best but prepared for the worst. Surprisingly, everything was normal at school. Her friends were discussing the movie. "Last night was fun, right Rhea?" Eshita said as Rhea walked in. "Yup" she replied.

"Come on, time for school", Rhea heard her mother as she looked at the clock - 6:48. She jumped out of bed and rushed through everything to get to school on time. As she crossed the basketball court on her way to class, Aayush shouted, "A game after school today? What do you say?" Rhea could only manage to stammer a 'Yeah..' It was absurd. The last time she was with Aayush, he had called her mean and had vowed to never practise with Rhea again. Rhea was just recovering from this unexpected encounter when she came across Sneha. "Hi bestie!" Rhea gave her a puzzled look. Sneha didn't notice. She was excited to tell Rhea all about the new "Game of Thrones" bookset that she had got. "But you got the Hunger games trilogy just last week" Rhea exclaimed. "That was a present. This one is completely mine." Sneha retorted. "Alright fine", Rhea said. Rhea was perplexed. She and Sneha were not supposed to be sitting together or talking because they were in a fight. This was surreal. After really pondering over it, she asked Sneha" So, you forgave me?" What for? For not calling last night though you promised. Oh, it's okay. I've learnt to deal with your fake promises anyway, "Sneha remarked sarcastically. But that wasn't why Rhea was apologizing. The previous day, both of them had started arguing over a silly matter but had made a veritable mountain out of a molehill. Rhea had said something really rude to Sneha. That's why she was sorry. But Sneha didn't seem to remember. Rhea let it go too because what mattered was that they were friends again.

Rhea was trying to comprehend a lot of things. If the movie night was real, then was the fight a dream? It seemed as if all the events of the previous day had really happened but time had stopped. She was sure that she had fought with Sneha on June 27 but Sneha told her yesterday that the date was 27th. She had gained a day, it seemed. It was hard for her to believe. Did I time travel? Or did I experience life in a parallel universe? Am I in a parallel universe right now? There were so many questions on Rhea's mind. Then, she remembered her assignment. She took it out. There it was, a neatly written 4-page essay. She didn't remember having written it. She started reading. 'I believe parallel universes exist and I believe reality is a figment of our imagination. Every moment, we are creating our own universe. What we perceive as true is what we believe to be real and so, our perception really defines the universe we inhabit. Can we switch universes? Maybe. Maybe not. But I like to think we can. And that way, we can change our circumstances. And who knows, even turn around our life........?' Rhea smiled. It all made sense. - Vishishtha Upul

Sitting in the History class, Rhea asked Sneha, "Hey, what date is it?" "27th "Sneha said. "I thought it was 28th" Rhea

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"Dharmapada" the Immortal Hero

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from the land had laboured for 12 long years to build the Sun temple. Dharmapada was astonished. But the temple was not complete yet. The final keystone or 'Kalasha' was yet to be placed at the top. And these craftsmen had failed multiple times. The king Narasingh Dev had announced the deadline till the morning, failing which all the twelve hundred craftsmen or masons would be killed. And being the chief architect of the project, Bisu Maharana was upset for being the failure which could kill so many people.

disha as it was known as Utkal in ancient times due to its excellent kala' or art has so many legendary stories related to its temple architecture.

The Sun temple at Konark is not only interesting for its majestic structure but also for the stories that live in the folklore for ages. One of the stories that describes the construction of the temple is the story of a young boy who achieved the ultimate glory for Odia Art, Craft and Architecture by completing the greatest temple ever built, and sacrificing his life to save twelve hundred craftsmen.

As Dharmapada saw the top of the temple, he realised he had the perfect solution. He knew the design that would fit the keystone and would hold the temple together. As he explained the design to his father, Bisu was pleasantly surprised. He was so proud to have a son as talented as Dharmapada!

Dharmapada, a 12 year old boy of a small village in Odisha was the son of a great temple architect Bisu Maharana. Right from his childhood he was interested in architecture as he had access to the manuscripts describing the details of the temple construction.

The father and the son, immediately went into the workshop and in a couple of hours the 'Kalasha' was ready to be installed. As they rolled the stone on the sand slopes to the top of the temple, the moon was shining in its full glory. By midnight the keystone was in place and the temple was complete. Bisu was happy for his son who had managed to save hundreds of lives.

Dharma had not seen his father as twelve years back when he was yet to be born his father had left the house at the order of the then Eastern Ganga king Narasimha Deva I (1238-64). His mother had only told him that his father was constructing the magnificent temple along with twelve hundred craftsmen at the order of the king for twelve years.

Suddenly the euphoria of success subsided. Dharmapada heard a whisper among the craftsmen, who feared that the king would not be too kind to the failed craftsmen as the Kalasha was perfectly placed by a twelve year old boy.

On his 12th birthday Dharma asked his mother a gift, the chance to meet his father which she could not refuse anymore. His mother sent him with the berries of their tree and their own pet dog as a sign of identity. After a long journey Dharmapada reached a deserted beach where the sight of a magnificent structure caught his attention. He knew immediately, this was the place where his father was building the biggest temple of the land dedicated to the Sun God. He rushed to the construction site and it did not take him long to spot his father, the chief architect Bisu Maharana. Behind the hugs and kisses Dharmapada could see that something was troubling his father.

Dharampada never wanted glory, name or fame. He was only happy that he could save so many lives. He slowly made his way through the crowd to the top of the temple. In no time he was standing on the top of the 'Kalasha' he had just erected. He looked at the horizon as the first rays of the sun started touching the temple as if the Sun God was showering his blessings with tears in his eyes. Dharmapada jumped off the temple-top into the deep blue water at the mouth of the river Chandrabhaga. Thousands of years have passed. The sun temple is in a ruined state due to the carelessness of the colonial rulers. But Dharmapada still lives on in the folklore and is an inspiration for every young craftsman of the region.

The temple was the biggest ever built by the famed craftsmen of Odisha. Twelve hundred masons, the best

- Sandhya Rani Panda Teacher of Social Science

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The Bright Twilight

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Vehicles were few and far between. Ronit's mother had closed her eyes. Ronit wished, 'Maybe with her silent prayer they could reach Rourkela before it is dark'. Father seemed to be quite relaxed. He was humming Odia singer Akshay Mohanty's songs.

orry Sir, I can't help you in this matter.' The Principal shook his head repeatedly. Ronit's father sat there speechless. The Principal had assured him earlier that both his sons Ronit and Mohit could take admission into his school. He had come here with great hope.

The car screeched to a halt. They were in the middle of the jungle and the worst had happened. One of the tyres had punctured. Ronit's mother almost fainted. It was getting dark. The monsoon cloud had added to its darkness.

The situation had arisen due to his sudden transfer to a new place. He had planned to shift to the place immediately, but the major hurdle was his sons' admission to a new school in mid-session.

Suddenly two men appeared from nowhere. A shiver went down Ronit's spine. His younger brother Mohit started crying. Their mother held them as tightly as she could. Ronit could very well see sweat drops appearing on his father's forehead. 'What are you doing here Sahib?' the taller of the duo spoke, breaking the silence of that dreadful twilight. 'My car is punc...' Ronit's father swallowed up his words midway. 'You should not have ventured on this part of the state at this time, Sahib.' The dialogue sounded familiar. Ronit's father's throat almost choked. 'It... it was an emergency' he replied in a stammering voice. 'Any way, let us help you. Next time be extremely careful. Luck won't favour you every time'.

Ronit's father rose from the chair, thanked the Principal and then looked at his wife. 'Let's go back to Talcher' he said. 'Now, but how can...' Before his wife could complete her sentence, Ronit's father had put the car on ignition. 'But it's already 10.30 am. It will take at least 7-8 hours to reach Rourkela. The road goes through the jungle which is infested by Naxalites. If anything happens...' 'Nothing will happen.' Father cut mother short. 'We will reach Rourkela before the sun sets and make a night halt there. Don't worry.' It took them another 30 minutes to pack their luggage at the guest house. At 11 they hit the road. Rourkela was almost 350 km, but the onset of monsoon had created potholes on the road and the car was moving slowly.

Darkness had descended. One of them showed the torch and the other one helped Ronit's father change the stepney. All the family members thanked them profusely and they drove off.

By the time they crossed the Naxal corridors near Gumla, the sun was about to set. The road was deserted.

Help had really come to them from unexpected quarters. - Mrutyunjaya Mohapatra X-B

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Phatik's Home Coming - Tagore's Story Retold

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hatik was eager to go away with his uncle Bishamber to Calcutta. It was an immense relief to the mother to get rid of him. She had lost her husband and was always in constant fear that mischievous Phatik might harm his younger brother Manik mortally. When Bishamber and Phatik reached Calcutta, Phatik's aunt was unhappy to see them. He was an unnecessary addition to the family as she had to look after her three young sons.

Phatik was a fourteen year old village lad. He knew he was unwelcome at his aunt's house. His young heart craved for love and acceptance, but this lady left no opportunity to slight him. He longed to go back to his village. The glorious meadows, the broad river banks, the narrow brook, his band of companions beckoned to him. When other boys were at play, he stood wistfully by the window and gazed at the roofs of the distant houses. And if by chance he saw children playing on the open terrace of any roof, his heart would ache with longing. One day he summoned up all his courage and asked his uncle, 'Uncle, when can I go home?' His uncle answered, 'Wait till the holidays come.' But Phatik knew he had to wait for a long time as the holidays would be in November. One day Phatik lost his course book. He could not prepare his lessons and day after day the teacher would cane him mercilessly. When he ultimately told his aunt about this, she replied, 'You are a great clumsy country lout. How can I afford to buy you a new book five times a month?' At night on his way back from school, Phatik felt he was going to have an attack of malaria fever. He feared that he would be a nuisance to his aunt. Phatik was nowhere to be found. At last two constables brought him home. He was drenched from head to toe. His face and eyes flushed red with fever. The fever rose very high and all that night the boy was delirious. He kept on asking, 'Uncle, have the holidays come? May I go home?' Bishamber babu could not control his tears. He called a doctor, but Phatik's condition became worse. Later in the day Phatik's mother burst into the room like a whirlwind, flung herself on Phatik's bed and cried, 'Phatik, my darling, my darling'. Phatik was plunging into an unfathomable sea from where there would be no return. He turned his head very slowly, his eyes stared at her blankly. He said, 'Mother, holidays have come'. - Shashwat Sinha IX-B

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Pure Love

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responsibility. She had no other option. She had to accept their order. Tim started living with Elizabeth. She immensely hated him. The more she wanted to maintain a distance from Tim, the more she felt attached to him. It was for the first time she felt the arrival of a true friend in her life. Gradually, the old lady developed love for the child. But she ignored the fact and often behaved rudely with him.

nce, there lived an old lady named Elizabeth in an ashram. She never interacted with the people at the ashram. She used to stay alone. In her childhood, she was brought up in a very orthodox family. She was not allowed to move out of her house and make friends with anyone. Unfortunately her parents passed away in a road accident. A lady brought her to the same ashram, Elizabeth lived there since when she was 15. She never spoke to the other people living there and most of the time remained busy with her work. When she was done with her work, she used to sit in the garden, looking at the sky, her eyes filled with hope, searching for someone with whom she could laugh and talk. She felt very happy to see the togetherness of other people living there. But at the same time, she felt helpless of her own condition.

One day Tim was playing in the garden. Suddenly he fell from the swing and started crying. Tears came to her eyes too. She could feel Tim's pain. She applied ointment on his wounds. At that time, she felt the importance of family and togetherness. She realised that for so many years she was unhappy because no one was there to talk to her, to care for her, to love her. Tim's arrival in her life changed everything, she enjoyed each and every moment with her little sunshine. The people of the ashram were surprised to see a sudden change in her behaviour. They both were tied in a relationship of trust, care and love.

On a fine day, the owner of the ashram called a meeting. She proclaimed that a child named Tim would be living in the ashram with them. The child was very mischievous and talkative. The Management decided that the upbringing of Tim would be Elizabeth's

Once Elizabeth was asked by a woman, 'How is this child related to you?' She answered, 'I don't know. I really don't know what name I should give to this relationship, but yes, it is serene and pure....' - Arya Ranjan X-B

Kindness

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t was a winter evening. Some crows were sitting on the branches of a tree. A small mynah came at that time and sat on a branch. She requested the crows to allow her to spend the night there. It was getting cold. But the cruel crows said, 'No, it's our tree. Just go away'. The mynah said, 'Please allow me to sit here, otherwise I will die out of cold.'

and at last found a big banyan tree with a big hollow on its trunk. She took shelter there. Very soon a strong wind started blowing. There was a hailstorm. Now the helpless crows searched for a shelter. When the mynah saw them, she asked them to spend the night in the hollow of the tree. Next morning when the rain stopped, the crows, with tears in their eyes, begged for forgiveness. They had realised their mistake.

The cruel crows laughed at her and drove her away. The mynah flew here and there

- Nikita Rani IV-C

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Emotions My First Love

Make It Come True Life is a dream Dream is life’s cream It fills us with zeal Dream is like a light beam

Sometimes we fought, Sometimes we fussed, Sometimes each other hair we pulled, Sometimes we played together well, Sometimes we raised a little hell,

Life may be dark But dream brightens it up with its rare spark Learn never to overreact, Because the difficulties of life make us act We work with much dedication Because avoiding responsibilities is never life’s fashion

But even though those days are gone, We still know how to have some fun. And let me tell you Something true I'm really glad That I am special to you.

- Aftab Uruz

Those days I'll never forget,

V-C

All those things which made you great. An immense love in my heart grew My Brother! my first love is you. - Shreya Tiwary X-C

Why Not a Girl?

My Mummy

People pray for a boy

My mummy, sweet mummy,

Not for a girl.

You are very dear.

Blessings of elders are for a male child,

My mummy, sweet mummy,

Not for a female child.

Please come here.

They love to have a boy

My mummy, sweet mummy,

Not a girl

When you are there

But.......

My mummy, sweet mummy,

In need of wealth,

I would never fear.

They pray to goddess Lakshmi

My mummy, sweet mummy,

In need of courage,

I love the way you care.

They pray to goddess Durga

My mummy, sweet mummy,

In need of knowledge,

You listen to whatever we share.

They pray to goddess Saraswati

My mummy, sweet mummy,

In times of need, they pray to goddesses to fulfil their wishes

You are very lovely, My mummy, sweet mummy,

Then, why do they hesitate

I always feel very lucky.

To have a girl in their family..?

- Anojaya Rai

- Lucky Kumari

IV-B

VIII-A

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Punishment

Kites

We've all heard about punishments, A thing that has become a trend. And we experience this with our friends A word punishment.

Listen O, little dreams with wings, I am the old kitesmith; my poems are those feeble things, caught in the winter trees.

28th January 2014, new year and new punishments For all our bad commitments.

With every single sun that does rise, My art of various length and size; Soaks every warmth of light, And rises to never ending heights.

As soon as the third bell rang, Sir came in and we were to be hanged.

But listen O, little dreams with wings With rising sun comes heavier wind, A day, the cruel wind took my kite, far and far away from my sight.

He asked for our copies, but not bringing them was one of our hobbies, I found students standing up and with me the number increased.

Over the flat roofs it flew, And over the rising tower, Over the winter trees it blew, And the wind took it over the river, Trailing its silver tail, It flew through the whitish vale; And met the blue hills forever.

We were thrown out with our mouths shut And soon the number of sitting students decreased Standing in the corridor, on the second floor Warming ourselves in the sun, Definitely it wasn't fun. The students passed, and on seeing our heads down they laughed We all thought how long would it last? The time wasn't running fast.

Learn O, little dreams with wings, The wind may not be always kind; My poem taught you one more thing, 'If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?'

Our teachers of Social Science were there near the water taps, On seeing them our heads fell And we were reminded of maps.

With rising sun, Also comes the new dawn; Again a colourful art will fly, Along and against the winds up high, It takes years to conquer the sky; And so the spirit should never die.

The maps showing that we were out of our class, With a number of students standing outside en masse. Soon Sir came outside, And the rays of sun fell on us from the other side,

- Shweta Sinha XI-S4

He asked us to move inside. Everyone took a breath of relief Which cannot be explained in brief. - Manisha Jha X-C

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Marriage Fire

Child Labour : The Worst Curse

Like the planets, The bride and the groom are revolving round the marriage fire dreaming of a blissful future. The bride happy on one side but being sad on the other. The groom happy to ride marched towards the altar with a stride. The bride wants, Someone to stand by her And the groom's wish is to get Someone's never ending support. Whenever the tear rolls He'll be there to wipe Whenever the file papers scatter She'll be there to compile. With her pacifying nature She'll be there to soothe And with his jovial attitude He will be there to give her hope 'They are really made for each other' The parents, relatives and well-wishers said, 'Marriages are made in heaven, Let them be happy forever...'

Those innocent eyes and those glittering smiles, Which are unable to see their dream’s sunrise Their future is trapped forever, In the traps of child labour. Childhood is the period of life, most refreshing and evergreen, But why to these eyes, only the dense forests of labour is seen, In the ages of holding books and going to schools, These shoulders are burdened and are ruled. In the golden period where these tiny buds should blossom, Will the thorns of child labour; ever let their lives be awesome? No doubt, children are the future of the nation, The stars of galaxy and beautiful pearls of ocean. So let’s save these tremendous tunes and melodies, Which are going to compose the soulful music of tomorrow, And bring them the fruits of joy and happiness, Removing all their sorrow. - Manisha Srivastava XI-S4

Wish for Freedom Today early morning when I woke up. I heard the pleasant and thrilling chirp up; I relaxed and stretched both my arms

- Divya Bharti

Quite oft, I saw a lustrous green farm

IX-D

It's a great surprise to me.

A Friend

To see the birds at glee;

A friend is like a shade tree Beside a summer way. A friend is like the sunshine That makes a perfect day. A friend is like a flower That's warm close to the heart A friend is like a treasure With which one will not part.

Not to worry, not to care.

How free, how uncared. Just to fly unburdened with miseries, Full of fun and free of worries. This taught me the lesson of freedom; Where one can tongue out the voice of one's own kingdom. So be free and let others be free; Don't harass anyone on a spree.

- Devashish Das II-B

- K.Reena Teacher of English

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My First Journey to a Village

I Remember You

My first journey to a village When I was young in age.... Left my heart filled with excitement The day my parents showed me this beautiful village. Where I woke up to bird's call Saw the green and fresh vegetables The bitter gourd in the field forced me to taste Without hesitation as I did in the town. Green grass softened my feet Fresh air everywhere I felt Bullocks kept the cart go slowly People thronged to celebrate festivals With pomp and show, joyously. Then I went to my grandma's house Where I saw a herd of bullocks and cows I later became a student of class five And then I knew the meaning of life. Then I first went to play outside With my friends on the market side We then used to play tricks By making duplicate wooden sticks. My journey did not end that day It was the beginning of many journeys When life unfolded its unadulterated charm In its multi-dimensional hues.

In hours of darkness, I remember You, And the darkness of my life Fades away quickly In hours of difficulty, I remember You And my faith grows stronger and stronger. In hours of happiness, I remember You And pleasure of my life increases in leaps and bounds. In hours of losing courage, I remember You And a great sense of confidence engulfs my whole being. In hours of failure, I remember You And my failure turns into success due to You. In hours of seeking You, I don't remember You! Because O Lord, You are in me and I am in You..!! - Shreya VII-B

Dream Princess Dark night with shining stars, Princess was sleeping on the stairs. Dreaming of a fairy in her room. Talking with her as a bloom Visiting Princess in Fairy land, Wondering things she did not hear Suddenly the Princess started crying, No one knows what she was saying. Hearing Princess' words everyone laughed. That was nothing only a 'Dream' she had.

- Deepansi VII-C

Learning to Obey Obey your parents for it is right, Obedience will always delight. So learn to obey, for there isno other way To be happy and gay.

- Sai Sabya Sachi IV-C

- Aditi Nath IV-A

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I Want to Travel, I Want to Go

Call of Chronos From Singularity, I emerged, The fabric of space and time. All the forces had a surge, As a point was to demise. What followed was colliding dust, Riding along me pacified.

I want to travel, I want to go, To places where who I am, No one would know. When I go near the ocean, I'll feel peace of mind, Rethink of my goals and dreams, Leave the sorrows behind. When I go up a mountain, I'll switch off my phone. Take a deep breath and relax, Because my worries will be gone. I'd like to walk alone, On a path with no end. Because there won't be any fake smiles, No one would pretend. Near a forest, I'll think over my mistakes. Absorb the nature around me and decide to live with no regrets. I want to travel, I want to go, To places where who I am, No one would know.

I gave your world the thrust, I gave you wings to fly. I quenched all your thirst I gave you, your progressive life. Then you turned your back on me, gave up. My offerings denied. You tried to play with me like dirt, The honour of mine had died. And, I, Chronos averred, It's useless even to try, To make me flow reverse, As I don't wait for passers-by. Yet, you undeterred On your own way, how naive, You neglected my worth. On top of your world, you shall cry, When I shall show my wrath on earth, And all your works so sly. All my forces shall surge, As your world shall demise. What is to follow - endless dust. As only, I shall survive. And only, I will survive.

- Sakshi Narayan XI-C2

Mother : My Best Friend

- Sharique Imbesat XII-S3

Mother, you taught me to care From you I learnt to share, Scold me whenever I am wrong But never remain angry for long. Mother, do not hold my hand But guide me so that I can understand, Good and evil, the world unknown, Do not worry but guide me from unknown to known. - Harsh Priyanshu III-A

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Romancing Life

Man Needs Man

Every day I meet a guy called "LIFE" Everyone knows him but no one 'knows' him, He does not stop for anyone, but for him everyone stops, Everyone is for him, but he's for nobody. Every success for him, failure for us, Hardships for us, Peace for him, Love for him, Hatred for us. Still enjoying a status unheralded Why this felicitation without recognition? Everyone is related to him, still no one relates, Success due to him, no credits due still, No motherly love, no fatherly care, but he's still there, Carries on without queries, excuses aside, So, why such injustice to a guy so faithful? But whatever he is, whoever he may be, Truth cannot be buried, we live for him, Rather than him being ours, we like to be his, So, any day if you find this notorious guy, Report me back; I am a 'Day Dreamer....'

In this spreading market of evilness, Man needs man for help Why have we closed all doors to our heart Can't we hear our heart's voice? We can't spare our time for the needy But man needs such man for help. We are stuck in the moment like that, We can't hear the cries for help But man needs man for help. We are murdering the innocence of our hearts, Yet searching for peace of our mind. We are busy in our life so much that We don't know who lives beside our house But in this greedy world Man needs man for help We are hurting our dear ones and breaking their hearts, searching for happiness and fun in our life. But we forget that Man needs man for help. Before taking a step towards evilness Think for once, that one day We all have to show our faces to the Almighty Take a step towards the goodness of life You'll feel good, because in this lonely world Man needs man for help.

- Komal Mishra XI-S3

- Eibania Aslam XII-C1

Sweet Khushi There is a pretty doll, Khushi is her name of all. Very caring, very loving, Talking with everyone very sweetly. Loves playing video games, Fond of eating candy gems. Sings songs Johnny Johnny, Dances like Funny Funny, Papa's Gold Mama's Diamond, Khushi is the precious gift of God.

Butterfly on Beautiful Flower Butterflies on flowers, Very beautiful-very beautiful Like the roses very beautiful-very beautiful They are blue and yellow in colour They sit on roses, Roses are red. Very beautiful very beautiful. Butterflies on flowers, They are not so many in numbers But still, they are beautiful-very beautiful!

- Sri Aliva A. Sikha (Khusi) III-A

- Riya Kumari V-C

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Stepping Stones to Victory

A School Bag

If you risk nothing, You risk everything. When you take risk, You work in full swing. When you work in full swing, For you, life brings everything. To take risk is called courage, Courage is the basis of life's voyage. Victory is the result of risking For victory, risk everything. Success has never been a slave to luck, Luck says, 'He who works hard, is my seer!' It is not the story of victorious people only. Defeat teaches you how to make your path clear. Every defeat is a step towards your final victoryIt is not bad luck, but a stepping stone to a success story. You are not the stone of your circumstances, Destiny is yours, and you are its maker. If you want to own sky as well as land, Left shouldn't know what's in right hand. If you can make yourself disciplined. You can even turn the direction of wind!

My companion, my best friend, The love between us knows no bound Wherever I go, I carry you, Please never leave me, oh! never do. You weigh even more than me, I have spilled coffee on you, and also tea. Always be my best friend, will you be? You carry everything pen, pencils to copy. You have got killer looks, And you carry all my books. Books of Physics, Biology and Chemistry Books of theft and horrifying mysteries. We shall, in life, stay under one roof, Without you, I am like a horse without a hoof. You were gifted by Aishwarya my dear friend, The love between us has no end. - Prishita Mazumdar VIII-C

Hope in Despair

- Krishanu Shekhar XI-S1

This world is really materialistic Who thinks about the one who sleeps on the open road? Dying with hunger some day they will reach God’s abode

I can't See I can't see you But I can touch you with my tender hands Tell that you are happy or sad I can't see the story books But I can run my little fingers on the braille writing Read the stories to you Which are so exciting I can't see the spring flowers But I can smell Before going to bed every night I pray to God You haven't given me eyes so what? You have given me still enough, oh Lord!

Anger here, hatred there Still we say everything is fair This is not the way we are supposed to live Be the change you want to see And try to make others feel stress free Sometimes we need to keep smiling Even when our heart is grieving Because always remember that Every night has its own morning. - Sonal X-C

- Sourav Kumar IV-B

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Humour & Reality Quiz Time

Laughing Gas

1. What has wheels and flies, but is not an aircraft? Ans. A garbage truck 2. Which candy is always late? Ans. Chocolate 3. What's the best thing to put in a piece of cake? Ans. Your teeth 4. What breaks but does not fall? Ans. Day 5. What turns everything around but does not move? Ans. Mirror. 6. Why do arrows shake? Ans. Because they are in a quiver. 7. Which birds are always unhappy? Ans. Bluebirds

1.

Patient : I have swallowed a key. Doctors : When? Patient : 4 months ago. Doctor : What were you doing till now? Patient : I was using a duplicate key, but I have lost that too!

2.

Teacher : Name nine animals found in Africa. Student : 8 elephants and a horse.

3.

Doctor : Play games to stay healthy. Ram : I play games, but I still feel ill. Why? Doctor : Which games do you play? Ram : Computer Games!

4.

Boy : Papa, can you write in a dark room? Papa : Yes! Boy : Now, I have switched off the lights. Please sign my report-card!

8. What can you hold without touching? Ans. A conversation

- Kumar Ayush VI-B

9.

What goes up and down but still remains in the same place? Ans. Stairs 10. Why was the ghost arrested? Ans. He did not have a haunting licence. - Sridhar Mishra IV-C

Jokes 1.

Teacher : "I killed a person" - Convert it into future tense. Student : The future tense is - 'You will go to jail'.

2.

Teacher : What is the difference between lightning and electricity? Ramu : You do not have to pay for lightning.

3.

Interviewer : Why did you leave your last job? Candidate : The company shifted their office and did not tell me where it was!

4.

Customer : Waiter, there's a fly in my soup. Waiter : That's all right Sir, he won't drink much. - Shambhavi IV-B

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Jokes

Fun Time

1.

Inspector : Have you arrested the thief? Constable : No Sir, but I got his finger prints. Inspector : Where are they? Constable : On my cheeks, Sir.

1.

2.

Teacher : Ravi, if you have ten apples and your friend takes away five, what will you have? Ravi : A fight!

Father : How were the exam questions? Son : Easy. Father : Then why do you look unhappy? Son : The questions didn't give me any trouble, just the answers.

2.

Mother : Make sure that you go straight home after your tuition. Son : I can't Mom! I have to take a right turn at the corner!

3.



Mother : Dimpy, how can you get a zero in your test paper? Dimpy : Maa, what can I do? The other children took away all the numbers and only zero was left.

4.

Vignesh : This is my travelling suit. Granny : Travelling suit? Vignesh : Yes. It travelled down from my father to me.

5.

Mom : Where are you going now? Pinky : To milk the cow. Mom : Not in that new dress? Pinkey : No, in this new can.

3. Once a beggar won a lottery. With his lottery money, he built a temple. His friend : Why did you build a temple? Beggar : So that only I can sit here and beg. 4.

Sonu : Hey, why have you cut your hair so short? Monu : My barber didn't have change, so I asked him to cut more for Rs. 3. - Sirsh Jalan IV-C

- Pallavi Kumar IV-C

Life in the Fast Lane You know you're in the twenty first century when...

10. You are reading this, nodding and laughing.

1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave oven.

11. You are too busy to notice that there was no #7 on the list.

2.

You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3.

You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3 members.

12. You actually looked up to check that there wasn't a #7 on this list.

4.

And, now you are laughing at yourself.

You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5.

Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail IDs.

6.

Every commercial on television has a website at the bottom of the screen.

8.

You get up in the morning and go online before even brushing your teeth.

9.

You start tilting your head sideways to smile (side effect of selfies).

- Insha Samina X-C

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Mind Blowing Jokes 1.

Uncle Raj : Sonu, you should work and get ahead. Sonu : Why, I've already got a head!

2.

Customer : Waiter, this knife is not clean. Waiter : It should be clean. The last thing I cut with it was a bar of soap.

3.

Pun-Da-Fun 1.

Boss : Where were you born? Sardar : India Boss : Which part? Sardar : What 'Which part'? My whole body was born in India.

Traffic police : Madam, you were going sixty miles an hour. Woman : Isn't that great! I learnt to drive only yesterday.

2.

2 Sardars were fixing a bomb in a car. Sardar 1 : What would you do if the bomb exploded while fixing? Sardar 2 : Don't worry, I have one more.

4.

Anjali : Why don't you go to a lawyer? Kishore : My brother told me that any fool could advise me. That's why I came to you.

3.

5.

Customer : Is this a second hand store? Shopkeeper : Yes it is. Customer: Well, my watch needs a second hand and I want it at once.





Sardar : What is the name of your car? Lady : I forgot the name, but it starts with 'T'. Sardar : Oh, what a strange car, starts with Tea! All cars that I know start with petrol. - Mayank V-C

- Sana Ahmad IV-C

Funny Science Facts ll

Rabbits and parrots can see behind themselves without even moving their heads!

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Butterflies taste food by standing on top of it! Their taste receptors are in their feet unlike humans who have most on their tongue.

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Most of the dust in our home is actually dead skin! Yuck!

ll

Although the stegosaurus dinosaur was over 9 metres long, its brain was only the size of a walnut.

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Humans get a little taller in space because there is no gravity pulling down on them.

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Because of the unusual shape of their legs, Kangaroos and Emus struggle to walk backwards.

ll

A hippopotamus may appear huge, but it can still run faster than a man.

ll

Even if an analog clock is broken, at least it shows the correct time twice a day.

ll

Sneezing with our eyes open is impossible.

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The trickiest tongue twister in the English language is apparently "The sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick". Give it a try and see for yourself. - Akshita IV-C

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Alphabet : Kids Now-a-Days A = Apple

B = Bluetooth

C = Chat

D = Download

E = Email

F = Facebook

G = Google

H = Hewlett Packard

I = Iphone

J = Java

K = Kingston

L = Laptop

M = Messenger

N = Nero

O = Orkut

P = Picasa

Q = Quick Heal

R = Ram

S = Server

T = Twitter

U = USB

V = Vista

W = Wifi

X = XP

Y = You Tube

Z = Zorpia

Silly Questions Q1. 3 ants were walking in a straight line. The last ant said : 2 ants are in front of me. The first ant said : 2 ants are at my back. The middle ant said : 2 ants are in front of me and 2 ants at my back. How did the middle ant say so? Q2. Why didn't Christina Brooke marry James Bond? Q3. Why did Banta pour hot water in his chicken's mouth? Q4. What will happen if an elephant falls in a swimming pool? Q5. Imagine you are on a ship and your ship sinks. You don't know how to swim and you are surrounded by sharks. How will you save your life?

- Ahmad Raza Khan

Answer : 1. He lied 2. because she would become Brookebond 3. To get boiled eggs. 4. The Elephant will get wet 5. Stop imagining.

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- Sarthak Prakash IV-C

Jokes

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Ramesh : The brain is a wonderful thing. Suresh : Why do you say that? Ramesh : Because it starts working as soon as you get up in the morning and never stops until the teacher asks a question in class!

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Teacher : Why does your Geography paper carry a big zero? Pupil : It's not a zero, the teacher ran out of stars, so she gave me a moon instead. Barber : Son, look at the mirror. I have given you a nice haircut. Four year old boy : (crying loudly) No... no, I wanted a haircut like Dad, a hole in the middle.



Navneet : How can you prevent a disease caused by biting insects? Ramu : Don't bite any.

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Manu : Which is your native place? Rahul : Maharashtra Ma'am. Manu : Can you spell it? Rahul : Actually my native place is Goa.

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Amul : Which one is closer, Sun or Australia? Tony : Sun Amul : Why? Tony : We can see the Sun all the time, but can't see Australia. - Uzma Zafar

- Abhishek Singh

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Easy Way to Solve Mathematical Problems Division (Orally)

Remainder (Three digits from right)

In class IV, we have learnt dividing a number by 10 (orally), let us recall it.

For Example Sl. No. a. b. c. d. e. f.

459÷10 Remainder (One digit from right) In the same way, we can divide orally by 100 : 6926÷100 Remainder (Two digits from right) Divide orally by 1000 :

Division 7,321÷10 213÷10 4,324÷100 98,276÷100 47,321÷1000 9,827÷1000

Quotient 732 21 43 982 47 9

Remainder 1 3 24 76 321 827 - Arnav Aditya

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Brazil

Why is it So!!

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he name Brazil comes from a tree named brazilwood. Brazil is the largest country in South America. It is called Brasil in Portuguese, the official language spoken in Brazil. Brazil is the only country in South America where people speak Portuguese. Portugal claimed the land of Brazil in the year 1500. Independence was declared in 1822. Brazil is the 5th largest country in the world by both land area and population. The population in 2012 was around 195 million people. The capital city is Brasilia while the largest city, Sao Paulo. Other major cities include Rio de Janeiro, Salvador and Fortaleza. In Brazil, they drive on the right-hand side of the road.

(Scientific Explanation) ll Water kept in an earthen pitcher becomes cold because the pitcher has minute pores on its surface which absorb water. Water in the pores evaporates when it comes in contact with air and produces cooling effect. ll

A sliced apple, when exposed to air, turns brown after sometime as it contains iron which gets oxidised and gives the fruit brown colour.

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The face turns red when one feels hot and turns blue when one feels cold. This is because in the first case blood rushes towards the skin to get cooled and in second case it rushes away from skin to keep itself warm.

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Steam causes more severe burns than boiling water because steam at the same temperature has more latent heat which causes more severe burns than boiling water at the same temperature.

- Soumya Jha IV-A

- Sunita Sinha Teacher

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Afforestation

Harry Potter Fame

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fforestation means planting more and more trees. As we know, trees and plants are very important for us to survive on this earth. Trees and plants make our environment beautiful.

aniel Jacob Radcliff (Born : 23 July 1989) was 11 when he won the role of Harry Potter in the film 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone' (2001). In December 2005 his fortune was estimated at 23 million, making him the UK's richest self-made teenager (rather than inheriting wealth). He received 8 million for the fifth film in the series, 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (2007)'. According to 'Vanity Fair' magazine his final films 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'- Part I (2010) and Part II (2011) fetched him approx. $20m per film.

Trees give us oxygen and absorb carbon dioxide which is very important for our life, and it also prevents global warming. So we have to plant more and more trees around our homes or in our surroundings. - Utkarsh Raj IV-B

Daniel Radcliff remains grounded and humble today even after being one of the highest earning actors. - Abhinav Paul III-C

12 Tips for Acting Like a True Friend ll

Be supportive when your friend has bad news.

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Be kind to a friend's children.

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Remember B'days.

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Be nice to their pets.

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My friends love me for who I am, urge me to be the best!!!!!! I can be and accept me no matter what!!!!!

Kyonki Har Ek Friend Jaruri Hota Hai. - Mandeep IV-A

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Smart Clicks

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he march of technology has also made the language march! I am here to present some words which have been thrown at us by the Cyber World.

which the snaps will be hidden from the recipient's device. A special feature of this application is snapkidz. As the name suggests, children can take snaps but can't send them to others and can only save them.

Instagram : Instagram is an online photo and video sharing that enables the users to take videos and pictures and can simultaneously share them on social networking sites. While using instagram, a person is restricted from posting violent pictures. It also provides various features for our pictures and videos. It allows you to send photos only to a specific user or a group of users.

Selfie : Selfie refers to taking one's own photograph through a smartphone and sharing them then on networking sites like Facebook, Whatsapp, etc. The interesting fact behind this application is that the person can click their photos any time, without involving the help of another person. It has become very popular and interesting. From a school going student to the Bollywood stars, all are using this application. On November 13, 2013, t h e word "Selfie" was declared "Word of the Year" by Oxford English dictionary.

Snapchat : Snapchat is an application by which the users can take photos and videos and send them to a controlled list of people. It helps to regulate privacy for the shared stuff. The time

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So watch out for more such Hi-tech Spin-offs! a after

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Green Anaconda

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naconda is either of the two South American Snake Species in Genus Eunectes (Family Boidae) that constrict their prey. The heavily built giant anaconda, or great water boa, is usually not more than (16 ft.) (5 m) long but can be longer than (24 ft) (7.5 m) rivalling the largest Pythons in length. The yellow anaconda is much smaller. Typically dark green with alternating oval black spots the giant anaconda lives along tropical rivers, east of the Andes and in Trinidad. It hunts at night by lying in wait in water. It constricts prey as large as young pigs or caimans. - Siddharth Mishra III-B

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Did You Know? ll

Did you know that cows have 32 teeth?

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Did you know that each eye of some squids can be as large as a human head?

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Horseshoe crabs have blue coloured blood.

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Did you know that a lizard called Basilisk can run on the surface of water?

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The Komodo dragon is the world's largest lizard.

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Did you know that elephants can swim for as long as six hours at a time without a break?

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The moon is about 400 times smaller than the sun.

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The world's oldest pet goldfish lived upto 43 years.

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Did you know that a great white shark can weigh as much as 15 gorillas?

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More people are allergic to cow's milk than any other food.

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Humans are the only primates that don't have pigment in the palms of their hands.

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The surface area of your lungs is roughly the same size of a tennis court. - Mahima Singh V-A

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Just as a human baby sucks its thumb, an elephant calf often sucks its trunk for comfort.

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When a cheetah is running at top speed, it covers about 7.3 metres in only four footfalls!

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An African elephant's ears resemble the shape of the continent of Africa.

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When lions walk, their heels don't touch the ground!

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In Japan, it is acceptable and even encouraged to make slurping noises while eating hot noodles, but not while eating soup.

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In many parts of the USA, eating black-eyed peas with greens on New Year's Day is considered good luck - the peas symbolize coins and the greens symbolize paper money!

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Fats provide more than twice as much energy as carbohydrates.

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In Russia, it is considered polite to have a bit of food after eating! In Brazil people are expected to eat everything on their plates!

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President Thomas Jefferson's recipe for vanilla ice cream is kept in the national library of the USA!

A human has about the same number of hair follicles as a chimpanzee. It's impossible to breathe and swallow at the same time. - Pragati Kumari III-C

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Awards 1. Academy Awards (OSCARS) :

The music television channel MTV established its awards in 1984. Madonna is the most successful MTV artist, with 69 nominations and 19 wins.

These are the most famous of all film awards. The Oscar presentations are now watched on television by more than a billion people worldwide. The Academy Awards - also the Oscars after the statuette that winners receive- were first presented in 1929. Walt Disney has won the most, a total of 20. 2. BAFTA Awards :

7. Nobel Prize :

The British Academy of Film and Television Art Awards began in 1947. British actress Judi Dench has won ten awards for her television and film roles.

These international awards are named after Alfred Nobel, the inventor of Dynamite and were first presented in 1901. There are now six categories Physics, Chemistry, Medicine, Literature, Peace and Economics. Famous winners include Winston Churchill (Literature, 1953), Mother Teresa (Peace, 1979), Malala Yousafzai and Kailash Satyarthi (Peace, 2014)

3. Booker Prize : The British Booker Prize was set up in 1968 and is awarded each year for a novel published in the previous 12 months. It is now known as the Man Booker Prize. 4. BRIT Awards : The BRITs are popular music awards, which started in 1977. Robbie Williams has been the most successful actor by far, with 17 wins (including five as a member of Take That).

8. Golden Raspberry Awards :

5. Golden Globe Awards :

The Golden Raspberry Awards founded in 1980, are Joke Awards presented to the worst films and actors! Madonna was a notable winner. She also received the Razzies Award for worst actress of the 20th century.

These US film awards began in 1943. Julia Roberts has been nominated five times and won three awards, and Tom Hanks has won four of the eight awards for which he was nominated.

- Shruti Mishra

6. MTV Vedio Music Awards :

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Charminar

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harminar is a magnificent square monument of granite, built upon four grand arches facing north, south, east and west. These arches support two floors of rooms and a gallery of archways. At each corner of the square structure is a minaret rising to a height of 24 meters, making the building nearly 54 metres tall. It is these four minarets that give the building its name. Each minar stands on a lotus leaf base. - Aditi Nath IV-A

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Musings My 25 Years' Journey in DAV

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joined the DAV organization in June 1988. Time has flown by and life has taught me many lessons. Life has been tough and challenging but at the same time given me a lot of joy especially during the time that I spent with the little kids in school. The stint that I had with various DAV schools taught me how to shoulder different school responsibilities whether as class teacher, library in-charge, academic in-charge, havan in-charge, teacher in-charge, admission in-charge etc. I now head the Junior Wing at DAV Gandhi Nagar as Supervisory Head. This success for me has come after long years of hard work and dedication which are ingrained in my personality. I know, I am not at the pinnacle of my career, but have always tried to be a role model for my students as well as for my teachers.

innovations in their class-room teaching methods so that the students look forward to attending school. I advance tips to teachers like giving some extra work to hyperactive students to enable them release their excess energy or giving them a post of responsibility, to divert their minds. Inculcating the habit of spoken English among students has been my aim over the years. I exhort the teachers to speak in English even with the four year olds who will gradually pick up by listening. I strongly believe "English is caught, not taught" and school provides the best atmosphere for learning this language. Parents receive my advice off and on with sincerity. I always tell them to stay connected with their children and repair the disconnect if any. Parental sacrifice by facing difficulties and shedding ease can do wonders in shaping the future of the child. Day-to-day activities in the school or outside should be the concern of both parents and teachers. I am also a firm believer in ethical behaviour, mannerism and respect for human values that I make students learn through my assembly interactions, class-room talks and informal interactions. Degradation in human values can be checked and it is never too late. Providing healthy and wholesome food to children, getting their eyes checked, not littering the neighbourhood with garbage and plastics, laying stress on neatness of dress, nails and hair or discipline related issues are all taken up with parents. Through this write-up I once again urge the parents to set an example by respecting nature and the environment. This will help the child to grow up to be a responsible and aware citizen laying the foundation of a strong country.

I believe in myself and do not feel discouraged when loaded with work. In fact my work motivates me to face the odds with even more perfection and determination. Age is catching up with me, and as a consequence, my general health does not match my will power to do all that I wish to do. I do not boast of having achieved anything big but I draw contentment from the many small feats that I have attained each year. Over the years my school has given me numerous occasions to feel elated, students have showered me with affection and parents with respect and gratitude. I have rejoiced with the teachers at the success of various events and have thumped their backs for their efforts and the good work that they put in. I take pride in my team of teachers and always motivate them to improve and make

- Mrs. Gunjan Baijal Sup. Head, DAV Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi

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Unforgettable Memories

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Generally people expect to see big animals and birds in a safari. Guess what! We spent three hours in the safari and ended up seeing a small black insect. These incidents were quite small, but they still hold a very special place in my heart. Three years have passed since that trip and today my cousins are away from me and their families by I don't know how many nautical miles. Those days were so heavenly! I seldom cared about studies and spent most of the time roaming aimlessly. Today everyone is busy with their own lives. Studies have taken up a major part of my life. Everything feels so monotonous! Now I rarely get a chance to go on an outing. How differently our hearts react to the same memory'! On one hand these make me upset as I cannot get back to those golden days and on the other hand these are my energizers. Every moment of our life is quite transient. So we should collect as many memories as we can, as people, their aspirations; everything changes but it is only memories that remain unchanged. In our solitude we are shielded by the warmth of these memories. When we are sad; these memories bring a smile on our faces. Memories hold our hands and flow with us along the ocean of time and last till our last breath and perhaps even after that... who knows?

emories are the most beautiful part of our lives. Many special moments of our life safely, peacefully rest in them. Memories are just like sweet boxes. When you open them, you can never get satisfied with just one. Some memories hold a very special position in our hearts. I too have one of that sort; an outing. A few years back, I along with my parents and cousins, went on an outing to "TydaJungle Bells'. It is quite an uncommon place located in the lap of eastern ranges. The place is completely free from the hustle and bustle of a town, just forests, cliffs everywhere with a few forest cottages. The name of the place itself fills in us the feeling of joie de vivre and with cousins around, it became equivalent to heaven. I still remember the first night in the bungalow; I couldn't put my eyelids together out of thrill. I could see the forest from our window; everything was dark and completely still as a painting. The silence was frequently broken by sounds of insects. In such a scary ambience, my dearest brother was there to scare me out of wits. The very next evening our bungalow was attacked by monkeys: While all of us were packed inside, my father (with a packet of chips) sat outside talking to them. I knew he was an animal lover, but had never imagined him to this extent. How can I forget the safari!

- Tiasha Chakraborty XI-S4

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Autobiography of a Table

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her pen- writing something- no brakes- no stops- many scratches- Help Me God, it pains a lot to lose my skin. One of us shouted very loudly from back- a notorious boy is peeling its skin with a compass- it would be like being operated without anaesthesia.

uenos Dias fellas! Myself the table or desk-whatever you call me. My home-Classroom, my dad-wood and my mentor-carpenter. I made a request to God so that you can know about my life. So, where to start? Let's do it from the beginning- A green tree-a big tree, which could still live for thousands of years, was cut down, and also your kind was deprived of tonnes of Oxygen. Now, the log faced the strokes of an axe and saw and I (my soul) was running here and there inside it to save myself. Then came the monstrous machines- and I transformed myself into a lump at the centre. Ahh! the blade just touched my head. Now arrived my mentor and my friends - metal rods, oh, the screws pained like hell. And then, I was ready to comfort you.

Tun-Tun : 2nd period-Physics - OMG! Now I am the rough page- lots and lots of calculations on everyone of us. Now- Maths period- now we are full of figurestriangles, squares and circles and calculations too. And now the lunch- "Hey boy, why are you jumping over me- it hurts." "You girl, don't you know how to eat- you just let something fall on me from your lunch" - We are shouting with such lines and after lunch- some of us are bathed- "You boys can't have separate water bottles, fighting for one and spilling water on me!"

In the classroom : The door has been opened, it's morning, wait, someone is coming with a broom. Aachhu- She just "broomed" me up!!!. I am waiting for my masters- the children- to comfort them. Yahoo!- there's someone- A girl- with a big fat bag- God knows what's in it, she kept it so strongly- ow- it's so heavy, and she sat on me. There's someone else- a boy- but why is his bag so thin? He kept his bag and went out. My neighbour is so lucky. The girl's friend also comes and the bag is removed from me. Tun-Tun-Tun- The bell for assembly. After half an hour, children are back to class- some are happy, some are sad- Everybody went to their places- yet some are roaming. The girls are talking- about serials- well, it turned to chatter- switching to homework and then to America. And the boys on my neighbour- cricket and football, but why are some of them shouting? Suddenly, everybody became silent- the teacher is here and it is Chemistry period. Ow- the girl is scratching me with

Yahoo! - I am so happy now- It's English- we can rest because all the students are writing in their copies. Now again Chemistry- Hey- someone's making me beautiful with talcum- wait, but where's the fragrance? Oh! The teacher kept the duster on me- and its white chalk powder. Next period- students are out-games-we can have a short nap. The whole day, my neighbour is so lucky-boys always get up when they see no teacher and he can relax-but these girls-they never move! Tun Tun Tun : School is over. "Hey boy-don't jump over me-it really hurts". Ahh- now I feel better- relaxed. But how do we look? Blinking with our small eyes- whole face turned blue-black and swollen from wounds you gave us and still waiting to serve you the next day. I hope you will not hurt us anymore. Hasta Mañana. - Vipul Kumar XII-S2

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Europe Tour

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t was in the summer of 2010, we the family members and a few of our travel enthusiastic friends decided to go on the Europe Tour. Accordingly the tour operator was contacted. And one fine morning we took the Emirates Flight from Delhi at 11.25 am and reached Dubai at 2.45 PM (IST). After a brief stop over we embarked on our next journey to Rome. We crossed the Persian Gulf, the river Tigris, flying over Bagdad, Istanbul etc. and reached Leonardo da Vinci International Airport Rome at 5.30 PM, local time, when the sun was about to set. The colour of the mountains and seas was simply magical. We came out and boarded our luxury coach 'Maximo' and moved to our hotel.

blue sky, shades of mountains and hills and churches dotting the line. The gravity defying Leaning Tower of Pisa is a bell tower whose base is only 3 m deep. Pisa is a small locality beside the river Arno. We visited the Basilica Church and Bell tower and drove back to the hotel. Our next stop was Florence, the capital of Tuscany, founded by Julius Ceaser, where Renaissance started. After crossing the river Arno, we moved to a higher place i.e. Piazza, where Michelangelo's statue of David was kept. We had a bird's eye view of the picturesque city of Florence. We also visited the city museum where the original David and other art works of Michelangelo were kept. Then we went to 'Duomo' an octagonal church, an open air museum displaying amazing bronze and marble world famous statues. We then proceeded to Padova, the city where we stayed over night and had a delicious dinner at Rangoli, an Indian restaurant run by a family from Chandigarh.

Next day, after breakfast we started for Vatican City. As the roads in Rome are narrow, traffic snarls and jams are common. Vatican is huge and has Gothic Columns. It was unbelievable to imagine all this, standing in Vatican city. St. Paul's and St. Peter's statues are on two sides of church. It's a belief that the 3 wishes prayed for in front of mother Mary and Jesus would be fulfilled. The domes are ornamental with gilded designs. The place is home to Jesus Christ lying on the lap of Mother Mary, 'pieta' and many famous big paintings, murals and sculptures. On our way to 'Trevi' we saw many relics of Ancient Rome, columns of the ruins of the Roman Forum where Julius Ceaser was murdered, the colosseum known for gladiator's fight, Circus Maximus, a place used for Chariot racing. The famous Trevi Fountain located at the junction of three roads, depicts the moods of the seas. Salvi, the Mayor at that time, built it in 1762. Water for the fountain comes from the ancient Roman aqueducts which are still functioning. It is believed that by throwing a coin over one's shoulder one can go back to Rome. We also tried our luck keeping our fingers crossed.

Our next stop was Venice or Venezia, the city of lagoons, also known as the drawing room of Europe. We reached Venice jetty and found that on both sides beautiful architecture, churches, palaces, buildings and domes form the skyline. The water enters the small channels, flights of 10-20 steps up and down from each bridge. One such bridge known as the "bridge of sigh" is situated adjacent to 'Doge's palace' where the king announced the punishment to criminals. The criminals then saw Venice for the last time from the small window on the bridge. We also went to St. Marks square, where the three pillars represent the three rules - Mauryas, Romans and Sienas, Basilica church and bell tower with blue dial and zodiac signs. The Sun is in the centre working as hands of a clock. The square is full with live music bands playing and enthralling the tourists. It's really the Drawing room of Europe as told by Napoleon. Our next destination was Engelberg, Switzerland. Beautiful high snow covered peaks all around coming nearer all along our drive way, a river running alongside waterfall, train lines, tunnels (longest 17 km in the world!) made

From here we proceeded to PISA, almost six hours journey by road. The scenic beauty was breathtaking, the deep

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us feel elated. The place is surrounded by snow covered peaks which look very beautiful. The serenity of the place had taken us closer to the feeling of being in Heaven!

m, tower was built in 1889 by Sir Alexander Gustave Eiffel to commemorate the world exhibition, weighs around 7000 tons. There are two restaurants on the tower, where an advance booking of two months is required. We saw Olympic Stadium, Arc de Triomphe, made by Napoleon, open buses, renowned stores with premium brands, Champs d'Elysee the former palace which is turned into a hotel now, French Assembly and many other important buildings and lastly the huge Louvre Museum, which was built in 1200 and houses more than 4000 art work including the masterpiece Monalisa. The opera house looks like a crown where royal people assembled to show off their jewellery, dresses etc. In city island, the palace, now the court of Justice was used as a prison where the guillotine has been kept. We took the cruise on Seine river, enjoyed the spectacular view from the Eiffel Tower.

Next morning, we proceeded to 'Lauterbrunnen' a small place from where we took a cog-wheel train to reach 'Jung Fraujoch' the top of Europe at height of 3454 mts in the Alps. We walked on the glacier, laughed and cried in joy, visited the ice palace, where everything was carved out of ice. Also visited Interlaken, a city between two lakes, on our way back, and the park also where Bollywood films are shot. Next morning we all walked to the cable car station. Our destination was Mt. Titlis. The cable car, Titlis Rotair station rotates in all directions allowing everyone to see all around. From Rotair station, we took the elevator to reach 50th floor to find the glacier at doorstep. On our journey back, we saw the lion mountain and wooden old bridge at Lucerne and tasted home made chocolate also.

We went to London by 'Le Shuttle' through the Channel tunnel. After our immigration check for the UK border, our coach 'Maximo' simply entered the train through an open passage and soon we were in the channel tunnel under the English Channel and could feel the pressure in our ears. The tunnel construction had started in 1984 and was opened to Public in 1994. By noon we were out of the tunnel and in UK (Kent Area) and then moved to London, another dream destination.

With a heavy heart we left Engelberg and proceeded towards Germany, where the landscape changed dramatically. All around were yellow flowers and plains. Then suddenly the black forest became so dense that even sunlight did not seem to seep through. After crossing Titisee, we reached Drubba, the house of cuckoo clocks and saw the clock-making in the shop. We also bought a few as a memento. Then we moved towards Hiedelberg, the city on the bank of river Neckar. The fort and the old city were magnificent.

Our sight seeing started from the Buckingham palace, Harrods, the famous store, the Hyde park and West Minister's Abbey, the Church, Trafalgar Square, Piccadilly Circus, the Tower Bridge on river Thames etc. We had been to Madam Tussauds museum also. Next morning we went to Cambridge, took the hop on hop off bus and enjoyed punting on river Cam. About 70 colleges, many museums, churches, parks are there.

Next the Rhine cruise! RHINE is the most important and the largest river in Europe which originates in Switzerland and ends in the North Sea. We boarded the cruise with elaborate restaurants operating on all the floors of the Vessel. We got down at the fixed place to find our Maximo waiting for us. Soon we were on our way to Cologne to see the huge, gothic Cologne cathedral built around 900 years ago. Then we moved to Brussels, the capital of Belgium, famous for its chocolate. The 'Atomium' was made for the world science exhibition. The atoms in a molecule are shown in an enlarged form. We had been to Grand Palace and walked down the legendary Manneken Pis Statue and bought some replicas as a souvenir.

After 15 days of travel we started from hotel in two taxis, to Gatwick Airport, en route to Dubai and then to Delhi. It is almost 5 years now and when we sit in our balcony today with a cup of coffee and think of those beautiful times we had on our tour, we simply cherish each moment, each day. That is why even to day, they are so neatly and graphically embedded in our mind and sometimes we think let our memories become a permanent part of us just like those beautiful days spent five years ago.

From Brussels to PARIS, around 4-5 hrs journey to 'City of Joy' we got a view of Eiffel Tower on our way. The iconic 324

- Bithi Ganguly Teacher of Social Science

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When I Went Under the Knife

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course of the operation. Checked in on the evening of 14th for the pre-operation formalities. Spent the night back at my home, only to report at 6.00 in the morning, on D-Day, 15th of April.

t all began with an excruciating stomach-ache that kept me tossing and turning on my bed, after midnight, on the night of the 4th of April, completely ruining my sleep. At seven, I made an SOS call to a cousin, a Bokaro based anaesthetist. He texted some pills but I had to endure the agony till 8.30, when the medical shops opened. Finally, by 9.00, the ordeal subsided as the wonder drug lulled me to sleep.

Apart from stones, I had butterflies in my stomach! Was on pins and needles and all that! This, despite the repeated assurances of the young surgeon, that removal of stones was an uncomplicated, harmless procedure, thanks to advances made in the domain of surgery.

In the evening, the physician at Gandhi Nagar Hospital didn't take long to diagnose my ailment and prescribed an ultrasound investigation. The doctor there ran the probe instrument over my stomach and even-made me watch the monitor. The culprit was nailed: Stones lodged in my gall bladder, a vestigial organ. The surgeon told me to prepare for an operation! The all too familiar, dreaded word, we all grow up hearing about, watching on the TV, in movies and now ME, for the very first time, it would be happening to me! I confess, I shuddered at the grim prospect, but eventually resigned myself to my fate.

At 7,30, the ward boy made me put on the mandatory all green garb and bade me follow him to the O.T. Once in the formidable, sterilized zone, the anaesthetist took charge. Administered an injection, put a mask over my face and instructed me to inhale deeply. I obeyed like a student and pretty soon, passed into Nothingness. 'Mr. Jha, how are you?' I heard somebody asking, as though from afar. Stumbling back to consciousness, I responded slowly 'Yes Sir, O.K.' 'Is it over?' I enquired nervously like a small child. I could now see the young surgeon and the other saviours in green, smiling genially at me.

I had to undergo the entire battery of tests prior to going under the knife. The anaesthetist, a major player in any operation, had to be satisfied that I didn't have any medical condition which might, in any way, hamper the smooth

Half an hour later, after being stretched back to my cabin, the team of doctors paid a visit and enquired after my general well being. Though strained and worn out by the two hour exertion, I smiled weakly at them, my eyes conveying 'All is well'. The whole day, I lay in bed while the nurse put me on drip saline. No question of food, only a few drops of water if the thirst was unbearable. I was even shown the packet full of stones, dexterously excised from my system. Meanwhile, periodically I was subjected to the oxymoronic painful pain killer pricks. On the 16th evening, I was back Home, sweet home. Recuperation lasted a week and then I reverted to my second home, DAV Gandhi Nagar. Post scriptum : Dr. R.R. Sinha, Dr. Sushil Kumar, Dr. Ashutosh Pande and the support personnel. Just can't thank you Enough, Sirs! God gives life! Doctors give a new lease of life! - Ajay Jha Teacher of English

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MOTHER - The Best Creation of God

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sat with my pen and paper and soon started thinking of what to write. But suddenly my mind got diverted and I started thinking about the days of my childhood and the time I spent with my mother, when I was about five or six years old. And suddenly I thought of writing on the topic "Mother". Many of my schoolmates have written on the topic but I thought of writing in such a manner that I would really be able to tell her importance in my life and here my pen started moving.

'Mother' is the sweetest name on the earth. The ideal mother is God's substitute on the earth. She nourishes her child with her own blood in her womb and protects it from each and every danger. She sheds tears when we are in trouble. When we cry, her heart cries. When we are unhappy, she is in grief. We all think that when we grow up and have jobs, then we will gift her beautiful necklaces of gold and diamond, but the most beautiful necklace a mother can wear is her child's arms around her neck. The most beautiful moment in a mother's life is first when she gives birth to a child and second, when the child speaks its first word "Maa". Can you imagine the happiness a mother would have? It becomes the most precious moment of her life. I would say "Mom you may be somebody to the world, but you are the entire world to me". Mother gives birth to us, so she is more important and valuable than even God. She is not just the one who takes the responsibility of a child but is ready to fight and leave the entire world for her child. She is like a protective guard to her child. This is what makes her superior to anyone, even to God. It doesn't matter whether she is educated or not but she is the best guide and teacher and the last hope, when we fail in life. I would end it just by writing what my heart really speaks about her. "When I am with you I don't shed a tear Your touch has chased away my fear You have given me life I live worth while It's even better, every time When you smile". - Aakansha Sinha XI-S4

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The Great Day, My Birthday

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Thankfully I got a seat behind Sharanya, my childhood friend (also my best friend). Her birthday wishes were the icing on the cake. She asked "Is it hurting?"

know you won't believe it, but it's true. My first birthday celebration at school happened, when I was in 10th standard. Actually, from class 2-5, I stayed in Bilaspur and the summer vacation usually began on the last week of April or on the 1st of May (Date of my birth). So I never got a chance to celebrate my birthday at school. And when I arrived at Ranchi, I was too preoccupied with a lot of issues. Well, I won't deviate from the topic. So it was 1st May, 2012. I got dressed up and went to Little Flower School (name changed) (My school back then). When I reached there, I was welcomed with a ceremony of kicking and punching (Popularly known as birthday bombs). Well, I cursed them (my friends) playfully. That day, there were lots of mistakes and incoordination in the school assembly, which were complimented by the comments of my honourable friends. Well, that's a nice start. First period was Mathematics, the subject was taught by Mrs. P. Ghai. She knew I was childlike and cheerful (I don't know why some present classmates assume that I am a snob). So the whole class sang the birthday song. Since it was the first time, I was in tears. Still I concealed my emotions somehow (that's why many people call me cold now-a-days). Then I distributed the toffees and received my birthday wishes.

"Not much". I said. The best part of having a childhood friend in your class is sometimes you communicate (with such friends) without using mere words because of strong mutual understanding. You smile, when you know they are happy and you console them, when they are sad (wish at least one of my childhood friends joined this school). We were chatting (I and Sharanya) during that period. Ma'am was teaching Geometry and I passed a cheeky comment. It was almost impossible to hold back one's laughter at that comment and Sharanya laughed. Unfortunately Ghai Ma'am caught her and asked what the matter was. She replied "Ma'am, I just remembered a joke." Well after all she was my best friend, she had to defend me. Ghai Ma'am said "Let's hear it." She (Sharanya) was terribly nervous. Fortunately the bell rang at that instant. Gai Ma'am said "Better be prepared with your joke in the next period (that was 6th period) else you'll be standing outside the class." I felt bad for this incident still I changed her fate in the 6th period. It was followed by the Physics period engaged by Kejriwal Sir. That day fortunately he was busy correcting copies and instructed us to complete our exercises (which meant no work

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was Mathematics and Ghai ma'am shouted "Sharanya, so are you prepared with your joke?". (I still wonder how that old lady manages to possess such a computer like memory). Sharanya replied "Ma'am so the joke is:"

and lots of fun with Sharanya and other classmates) So we all started playing Dumb charades. Sharanya and I were in one team and Avik and Soumik in another. So we played the game for a while. It was Avik's turn to guess the movie and Soumik's turn to present it. I told Soumik to present "Howrah Bridge". It's a nice movie and a very difficult one to present in Dumb Charades (which meant my team could win). He was trying to indicate a bridge by positioning his hands like that of a Kathak dancer. Yet it was all Greek to Avik and we won the game. Next period was History and it was taught by Sharma Sir. He wished me and started showing off his spiritual knowledge. I don't know why I always find spiritual talk very funny. He said that we all have an inner wisdom called Antarpragya (we gave him this nickname after this class). He also said that learned sadhus stored their knowledge in the Sinus frontalis bone (i.e. place between two eyes). When they preach, a ray originates from Sinus frontalis and reaches the medulla oblongata of the students. This way they become enlightened. He also said that the more you meditate, the blockages of medulla oblongata are cleared and learning gets better. After he left, we had a hearty laugh (Obviously you need a lot of self-control to contain yourself in such crazy situations and also you need to let your excitement out). Next period was Biology which was taught by Mishra Ma'am. She is a very strict teacher. Someone circulated a rumour that she was absent that day. So I and my fellow classmates started playing Truth and Dare. I was given a dare of emptying my bottle on Ponga Pandit's head. Well Ponga Pandit is the nick name (given by us) of a sweet boy named Pratyush. I completed my dare and at that very moment Roy Ma'am appeared from nowhere. I was baffled when I saw her. I think my luck was in my favour (usually it's not). She too enjoyed the act and wished me a happy birthday. After Biology, it was recess. Both my tiffin and my wallet fell victims to those brutal treat seekers. Thankfully I managed 2 samosas. Next was the library period. I don't know why I always had my way with the librarian and sat just beside Sharanya (Here it may be noted that I can create an entertaining ambience anywhere I am present). She was reading a career magazine and we were discussing our potential careers. Well I also told her a joke so that she managed to impress Ghai ma'am. The next period

There were three teachers of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry respectively. They were standing near a well. The Mathematics teacher said "I will calculate the volume of the well." (*then he jumped) The Physics teacher said "I will calculate the density of the water and the acceleration due to gravity." (*then he also jumps) (*the Chemistry teacher waits for 2 minutes) and then he concludes, "Human bodies are soluble in water." Then students (better to call them morons) shouted", Boring BoringOOOOoooo". Really I felt like murdering them (back then). Ghai Ma'am replied "Hopeless Joke" (Well, Hopeless was her tagline). She continued", Did you think I was that Maths teacher and I would jump to calculate the volume? Well I will not. And what hopeless Chemistry teacher! Human bodies are completely insoluble in water; well we can call him intelligent that he did not jump". Well the joke might not have impressed her, but I was happy that Sharanya was not thrown out of the class. Next period was Geography presided over by Shubhanjali Ma'am. Well nothing of importance happened but when just 10 minutes of the period were left, Ghai ma'am barged into the class and shouted "Namit, what the hell have you written in the D.O.B. (date of birth) field?" She continued "Do you know Anandita, he has written 10.12.12 in his D.O.B. Are you a ghost or something, idiot?" Even Shubhanjali Ma'am made Namit a laughing stock by calling him a huge unborn baby. Well Namit might have felt bad. But you know what, Practical jokes are best, when experimented on others. The last period was English and I was not on good terms with my English Ma'am. But still when she appreciated Sharanya for her speech on 'Tourism', it made my day as I had helped her in the conclusion part (well I myself wrote the conclusion part). It was the most memorable birthday in my life. - Souradeep Choudhury XII-S2

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As If I Lived Those Moments Again

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attention again. Yes again... the same notice board in front of which I used to clutch and clasp my parents' hands and closed my eyes before looking at my result. The joy of getting first rank for the first time... I felt as if all those moments came back to me in a flash. The journey back to those roads again, which I left years ago brought back bitter-sweet memories. Touching those swings where most of our free time was spent, the tiny desks and chairs of the sweet and small classrooms urged me to stay back there. While passing through the staff room and Principal's office, I remembered how the monitor asked us to put our fingers on our lips. I was about to do that action again... I was going to relive those moments again. Now, I feel like running back to those days and cherish the delight of childhood again, when I had time to run around, sing, dance, chirp, play, jump, laugh and do all that I can't do today. I wish I could live that tension free life again and live a life full of simplicity and innocence.

assing through those corridors of the empty classrooms where 10 years back I was introduced to a new world. The demolished bricks where I used to play hide and seek with my friends. The assembly stage where I confronted the microphone for the very first time. Those unturned stairs where I used to race to reach the classroom. The empty seats where at the end of every year we used to count our no. of 'good' and 'very good' in our copies and had always fought to have one. The cute green notice board glared at me to attain my

While writing this article I walked down the lanes of my childhood memories with this school. As if I lived those moments AGAIN.... - Snigdha Konar XI-S4

My Journey So Far...

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have been lying idle and unwanted for over two months now, discarded in a dustbin. If you are interested, dear reader, you may go through the history of my life and perhaps learn valuable lessons from it.

of the new phase of my life. Next day, she wore me and went to school. But, Alas! My pathetic plight chased me wherever I went; my mistress was mocked by everybody as 'Chashmish'. I felt very sad as she was deserted by her friends because of me. She started crying and her tears touched my glasses. But, one day, on her way back home from school, my cold blooded mistress threw me on a busy road. An oncoming car ran over me and I was broken into pieces. The street sweeper threw me in the dustbin with all my organs separated.

I was born in a factory. Soon after this, I was packed off to a big shop. There I was placed in a show case. One eventful day, a sweet girl came with her father to the shop. I was very happy as I was going to lead my future life with a lovely girl. Sitting on her nose, settling on her ears, I resolved to help her in having a better view of the world. Unfortunately, she was repeatedly trying to convince her father not to buy me. But her father forcefully bought me. Such was the pitiful arrival

And now, I am lying here and waiting to be recycled. Such was the sad story of my life. I hope to meet a new future after being recycled! - Ayushi IX-B

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The Diary Page of an Outgoing Student

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received will stand me in good stead, time and again. My thanks also extend to my parents and guardians. You all have remained committed to my education, but more importantly, you have remained committed to me.

remember thinking to myself that it would be hard to say goodbye... And I was right, it is hard. Yet I consider myself fortunate to have learnt in such a special school, a school that I care so much about, that it really aches while saying Goodbye... The 14 years I have spent here will be the best part of my life.

Every beginning has an end. And every end is a new beginning. It is a relentless cycle in every aspect of our life. A year starts, a year ends, only to give birth to another. Our life is a series of events. They come in our lives and pass by us. But these 14 years will always remain fresh in my mind. I will remember each and every moment of these years till my life ends. Those homework, punishments, appreciation from the teachers after scoring good marks, those are very precious to me and I will cherish those moments forever.

It is hard to believe that the next few months will see the Graduating Class of 2015 facing new horizons and challenges. Some of us may stay closer to home, some may move slightly farther away and yet others may find themselves in a totally new place. Although all of us may be separated by distance in the interim, nothing will diminish the important role that the school and my friends have played and always will play in my life. The school will be with me as I always carry it close to my heart.

I would only like to say wherever you find yourself and whatever challenge you may have chosen to follow and explore, hold true to what shaped your yesterdays; appreciate what you are today and dare to be all that you can be tomorrow.

My thanks must go to all the members of the staff and the management of D.A.V. Gandhi Nagar. I am privileged to have attended this school. As I make a relatively smooth transition into life beyond school, I am sure that the fine education that I

May the road rise up to meet you. May the sun shine warmly upon your face. Mould all the paths towards your destination. May the odds be ever in your favour. And until we all meet again, May God hold you all in the hollow of His palm!!! M a y b e we'll get everything we wish for. Maybe we'll get more than we ever imagined for. Who knows where our destiny will take us. The road is long and in the end, the journey is the destination... - Aradhana Sinha XII-S2

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Be the Change...

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usher in a new level of active citizenship.

ou must be thinking this one to be a boring article but perhaps it's about and for active people. Let me tell you a story - a story about four people : Everybody, Anybody, Somebody and

Active citizenship is a lifestyle. It's required for a better future and a better society and is a personal commitment to promote positive change and we can make that commitment. Let it be us who take the first step to cross the black line that ordinary citizens stand on, into the gray area of our society to let our voices be heard. The extraordinary power of active citizenship is in our hands.

Nobody. Once, there was an important job to be done, and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. And they blamed one anther.

Now, probably you won't get as much attention as you did if you were, let's say one of our buddies discussed earlier but perhaps that's for the best. The distance is nothing it's just the first step that is difficult. With a little effort the story narrated initially could be re-narrated as :

But the question is - Where was Busybody? Keeping all puns aside, this story is an illustration of a role many of us recognize : The role of an ordinary citizen who neglects civic involvement. All too often, we place our civic responsibilities at the bottom of our to-do list.

There was an important job to be done, and everybody did it. Somebody saw a problem and knew that anybody could fix it. Nobody sat back to watch and everybody lived happily ever after.

If we turn the pages of history, we would find that the Greek were greatly moved by the idea of "Active citizens" in the society. They regarded those people as "idiots" who chose to live an ordinary life.

Moral : Let us embrace active citizenship and answer our challenge with a resounding, "Yes!"

Active citizenship brings out better consequences. If we do not act, who will? The answer is nobody - and everybody will be left to ask why somebody didn't do what anybody could have done. Let us be the ones to

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My Dream House

y dream house is big and red in colour. It has four bedrooms and every room is decorated with colourful lights. There is a big garden. A variety of flowers are there too. There are many fruit bearing trees in full bloom. The scene outside my house is really mesmerizing. I love my dream house very much and I want to stay there with my parents and siblings. Sudhanshu Mishra VI-B

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My Feelings

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and this school became my second home. Today, I have completed 5 years in this school with a lot of sweet and unforgettable memories. This year I am in class IV and having a great experience till now as a student, as a friend and also as a prefect at Jr. Wing.

April 2009- the day of nervousnessthe day of fear with a lot of excitement. I was going to a school of my choice, one of the most famous schools of Ranchi, DAV Public School, Gandhi Nagar. As I entered the school, my heart started beating faster and faster. I felt like running back home as it was a new place for me and everyone was unknown to me there. As time passed I became familiar with the surrounding and teachers and other students th

Lastly, the day is near when I have to leave this Wing and go to Sr. Wing. I will no longer be a part of Jr. Wing but I will be the part of this school. But whatever I have got in Jr. Wing in the last 5 years is just like getting many things for which I have no words to express. The love and affection that I got was limitless and unbound. I thank all the teachers for their support and encouragement. It is a great opportunity to do something for school and I was, I am and I will be trying my best for all that I can do for the school. It's my pleasure to be a part of a DAV Institution set up by a great personality, Late Mahatma Narayan Das Grover, a selfless worker and a Noble Soul. - Riya Sinha IV-C

Face Booked!!

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al waali party selfie mein mujhe tag mat karna!". "Please ise post mat karna" are the things used now a days. 'How are you' ka zamana gaya aur ab aa gaya WhatsApp!. Today I am going to take just a few minutes of yours to talk about one of the latest topics. We admire Facebook too much but don't know much about the Face behind Facebook. Yes! Mark Zuckerberg, who went to jail three times because of it. First he hacked his college's server to take photographs of other students and made the first version of Facebook- the Facemash. It contained a photograph of a student and an animal and asked who was hotter. Then he was in debt with a business tycoon whose name I forgot. And the last

one which can annoy us - He could see our profiles! Generally teens are attracted towards it. Facebook has advantages and disadvantages too. Yes we could be with our near and dear ones but sometimes who knows who is on the other side. Fake accounts may create havoc in our lives. And Mark has developed a software known as "Fake Off - Be Safe". We should never accept the friend request of people we don't know. Sometimes I think Mark is mad because he buys everything bigger than Facebook. I got notifications- so bye-bye. I should wind up now. -

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The Energy Zone

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he new session 2014-15 began on 4th April with the chanting of mantras and the havan, seeking God's blessings in everything we do. Mrs. G. Baijal (Sup. Head) inspired and guided the teachers and the students with new hopes and aspirations to strive and attain Swami Dayanand's motto of edcuation :

do have moral education classes to inculcate moral values. For a child's holistic development the non-academics are equally important. The co-curricular activities have become an integral part of the school curriculum. The beginning of the session also saw the induction of the House (I/C). Teachers and student Captains, Vice Captains and prefects. Here the students are given the opportunity to become leaders. This trains them to shoulder their responsibilities and discharge their duties effectively.

"The main aim of education is to create human awareness so that they can understand the difference between the truth and the untruth." The new academic session began like every year with a team of hard-working and dedicated teachers. The teachers use various play way methods for teaching. Efforts are being made to make classroom study more interesting. A step to this is the use of modern techniques. Smart boards are installed from class LKG. Its use breaks the monotony of the class room study and makes learning joyful for the students.

Like every year, this year also the CCA Department held various competitions at the Inter House Level. Competitions like Drawing and Painting, Colouring, Thumb printing, Spell check, Diya decoration, Toran making etc. gave a fair chance to students to participate for these competitions were meant for each student. We want to tap the potential of every child and develop it on the right lines. Besides these competitions, we had solo singing, welcome song, group patriotic dance, action song, extempore speeches and many more.

A disciplined and a routine study is a must for a student to meet success. Continuous evaluation of the student is done in the form of 'Monday Tests'. 'Monday Tests' have motivated the students to have regularised and routine study. Thus, students perform much better in Summative Assessments. This has also resulted in less stressful examination.

The winners of all the competitions are awarded prizes and certificates to acknowledge and celebrate their efforts. Though the participants are many and the winners are numbered; the winners become a source of inspiration for the others.

A regular Parents Teachers Meeting is organised after every Formative and Summative Assessment. This has helped in the child's all round development. It also helps to build a healthy relationship among the teachers, parents and the child. The meeting is not a child's complaint desk rather teachers and parents come together to solve the child's problem. It is also praiseworthy to get several feedbacks from the parents.

It has been a wonderful session. It was all due to the cooperation of teachers, students, the school management and how can we forget our wonderful parents. We extend our sincere thanks to Mr. S.K. Sinha (Principal) and Mrs. G. Baijal (Sup. Head) for their continuous guidance and encouragement. We would like to conclude with these words :

The morning assembly programme is a platform for the students to speak before a large audience and gain self confidence.

"The highest education is that which does not merely give us information, but makes our life in harmony with all existence."

To be physically fit and learn to defend ourselves we have Karate classes. It gives immense happiness when we see girls taking Karate classes seriously.

- Rabindranath Tagore

CCA Co-Ordinators - Ms. Rashmi Verma Ms. Preeti Kumari

Faith in the Vedas inspires us to be a pure and pious soul. In doing everything we firmly believe that God is Omnipresent, Omnipotent and Omniscient. We

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Flop Show

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forms she learnt as a child. In all probability, she was a back stage dancer but she did not lose hope. She made a deal with a dance teacher who would come and teach her a folk dance. Next day she would teach the same to her students. What she thought would be a cakewalk proved to be her nemesis. Her whole body was in pain, she wanted to bawl into nights. At last, she said enough was enough. It was time for her to come clean. With the Principal's permission, she called the dance teacher to school one day. A young student who knew classical dance, picked up the steps. Then things fell in place. With some extra money and with the help of a relative she managed to get the song recorded. Rest was history. Everyone went gaga over the melodious song and the beautifully choreographed dance. Gopa could well understand that the ordeal that she would have to face in coming years had just begun.

opa was silently walking away in the corridor looking at the floor as if she was trying to trace some body's foot prints. She had already seen her coming and was trying her best to avoid her. She came near her and stood beside her. 'Gopa, what are you going to present in this Annual Function?' Now she was trapped and cornered. She looked up, said in a very disinterested tone, 'Ma'am, what about the play Cinderella? "Oh well... no, no the students of the Junior Wing are going to enact this play. Think something out of the box; you know something innovative - something creative. I know you can do it', the Principal said. 'Yes, I can do it.' At that moment, she was so angry with her husband! Manatosh always said, 'Yes Gopa, I know you can do it.' He was the one who filled up dramatics and theatre in hobbies column of the application form that became her undoing. From day one it was assumed that she was highly talented and she could do wonders with her great intrinsic talent. The year she joined the school was the year of Annual Function. The school used to celebrate Annual Function every alternate year.

In the coming years, Gopa presented two successful plays. By this time, she had realised what she was good at. Her English play 'Kabuliwala' was successful. Then came her play 'Plane Hijack' and it was highly successful. Some bright students with their brilliance took it to another level.

She shuddered to remember how she managed to conduct a dance programme. Her husband suggested that she should take up a dance programme as it would appeal to the audience. A dance programme! When did she last dance? Maybe when she was in class five or six. She felt trapped. With a stiff body of 64-kilo weight, she did not know how to teach her students a folk dance. She racked her brains to come up with some dance

Gopa had really thought she would not have to go through the same ordeal in future. She had proved her mettle somehow. Maybe by default. 'Yes, Gopa what did you decide?' Gopa was brought back to her senses. She was not aware that all the while the Principal was talking to the music teacher about the forthcoming function. She gave a sheepish look. Then gathering her wits, blurted out,' Ma'am this time it will be Aladdin and forty...' No, it's too common a play, go for something creative.' Gopa looked at the Principal's expectant face and quite reluctantly nodded her head. 'Hi Gopa di. We are working together again. Gopa looked at Tripti's smiling face and smiled back. This cheerful young lady was full of life. Everything was going for her. She was happy with her job, had recently married the man of her choice. The last successful play was their joint venture. The best part (or was it the worst) was her

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unflinching faith in her senior Gopa. It was like, 'Yeah; Gopa di will manage to do it. Oh yeah, she can do everything on earth. What a joke!' They started their preparations. Gopa wanted to take those intelligent children this time. Unfortunately this time the senior most English teacher decided to stage a play. Gopa was crestfallen. She picked up students at random. The students were good but they hardly spoke good English. Tripti, the eternal optimist did her best to cheer her up. Then began their ordeal. It was really difficult to manage twenty five students who were typical teenagers. The saddest part was that most of them could not speak English properly. So Gopa knew these children won't be able to improvise when the situation demanded.

started dancing to the Arabian music. The girls were looking beautiful in their gorgeous dresses. Then God knows what happened... Some other music started playing. Gopa felt too numb to move from her seat. Then the string snapped and the curtains fell on the stage. Gopa was too shocked to react. Alibaba and the gang leader sat on two chairs looking at the audience. Obviously they had spoken their dialogue and could not improvise any lines to keep the conversation going. The leader's beard had come off from one side. Gopa wondered, 'Where is Tripti?' Yes, at that moment she sincerely wanted Tripti's positivity to rub off on her.

They decided to go for the same play 'Alibaba and forty thieves'. The practice for the play began. After fifteen days Gopa realised that they were going nowhere. She was doubtful about the outcome. She said, "Tripti, let's present it as a parody. Now Alibaba would sell broomsticks and phenol on his bicycle. One day he would lose his way and move into the jungle. The leader of the gang and the thieves would move in a jeep.....". Tripti readily agreed to the idea.

The curtains went up. The play resumed. Gopa cast her eyes on nearly empty seats. She didn't know whether to curse her fate or run away from that place.

Then they decided to add some spice to the drama. Two dances would be there. The first beat would be for the rugged thieves and the dance to slow Arabian music would be for Marzina and two other dancers. A big sliding door was created. Tripti collected a pot and drew a ferocious face on it. Then she tore up a pair of trousers and with the help of students created two legs stuffed with straw.

The play ended. The Principal asked Gopa and Tripti whether their husbands had come to see the play. Then she talked about the sliding door. Gopa heaved a sigh of relief. At least Madam was sensitive enough not to make fun of them before other teachers. For many days Gopa and Tripti did not go to the school canteen to have tea when the place was crowded. They also excused themselves whenever the topic of Annual Function cropped up. And Tripti sulked over the fact for a long time that her husband had scolded her as she had torn up his trousers to create Ali's brother Kashim's dead body.!!

The D Day arrived. Gopa was a little jittery because the day before the gang leader had suffered from a sore throat and she had to speak his dialogues while the boy lip-synced during the stage rehearsal. Theirs was the longest play and thus the last one. The play started. The scene of the jungle... The lighting and the sliding door created a magical ambience. The drama unfolded smoothly. The gang leader spoke in his famous baritone. Marzina and her two companions

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Different Topic Once upon a time in Mumbai Again (At home)

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ayank (to his younger brother Anshul) : Ha! Ha! Ha! Now, I'll beat you for this mistake.

Anshul : Papa! Papa! Brother is beating me. Please help me. Mr. Anup (Mayank's father) : Mayank, you will get a tight slap if you beat Anshul. After one week Anshul : Papa! Papa! Brother has broken a glass. Mayank : Please keep quiet. I'll give you a toffee. Anshul : No, but I need a hundred which you can't afford. Papa, Papa ....... Mr. Anup : Enough is enough. Mayank, Please behave yourself. Mayank : But Papa, it is not my fault...... it... Mr. Anup : Stop making excuses. Everyday before going to school Mr. Anup : It will be better if you behave yourself. Never do anything in school. Mayank : Yes, I'll try to do so. Mayank's father is called by Mayank's class teacher Mr. Anup : What has he done this time, Sir? Class Teacher (Sanjay Sir) : Earlier, he used to do notorious jobs in school but now, he's improving. Mr. Anup : That's good, but why have you called me then? Sanjay Sir : He never talks, disturbs or shouts in class. But he does not participate in Co-curricular activities. Also, his marks and performances are declining day by day. Mr. Anup : What? He has not done well in exams! Sanjay Sir : What are you asking me? Have a glance at this neat and clean copy. Mr. Anup : This boy is just impossible, he has not written a single word. Sanjay Sir : Yes, and when he is asked about the reason he always says "My father instructs me not to do anything in school". To this, Mayank's father recalls the conversation between him and Mayank before he goes to school everyday. Realisation dawns on him. And he faints. - Vivek Kumar Singh X-A

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Confession of an Indian Daughter

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ife is the ultimate gift given by God and the greatest one, but I don't know why some people hurt themselves to

death...

I thank my parents for bringing me to this world, but till now I haven't done anything to my best. When I was a child, the scenario was totally different. Everyone loved me... But now, I am a teenager. I always feel that my parents have changed with the changing time but the bitter truth is that I myself have changed. Our likes, dislikes and our way of thinking are at conflict, each and every time. It's true that at this age, we don't understand our parents, but they do understand us. I always hurt my parents with my deed unknowingly, but I don't want to. You know, what I like, they don't. They always think that I am moving towards a wrong direction. They think I am not good. That always makes me feel that I'm worthless. But... Dear Father, Maybe I'm not good enough, but I am not that bad too... I know this tender age will definitely bring conflicts between us, but no one is more precious than you in this world for me. You are my God, father! You have made me a responsible girl and I promise one day I'll make you feel proud of me. Together we cried together, we laughed and we will be living together ever after. I'll always hold your hand and I promise I'll never leave it because your hands have nourished me, have taught me how to live. Father, this world is very materialistic. Everybody lives here for their own sake. But I'll live for you and mother as I can't see tears in your eyes. Your tears are pearls. Please, don't waste it for me... Here are a few lines for you, my dad : Everybody doesn't have you. But I have and am lucky too... God gave me a precious gift as you always helped me in my life You were always there to help me out Like my shadow, without any doubt... Dad, I'm sorry I'm different I'm sorry for not listening to you I'm sorry for being such a disgrace to you I'm sorry for not living upto your expectations But, I do promise One day I'll make you proud of me One day...! - Medhavi Sinha X-B

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Soar High

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irds! What do birds mean to you? Living things? For me birds mean freedom. It signifies flight. It signifies liberty. Yes, who doesn't desire it? Of course everyone.

Even the birds earn their freedom, they are taught to fly, they toil to learn flying and then only they achieve success. To inspire yourself, the only thing left is to follow your heart. Let the inspiration get absorbed in you. Then only you will taste freedom and rise to the zenith of success.

Birds have always been an object of fascination and amazement. How do they soar high and attain freedom? How do they manage to break free from all the worldly ties? These are a few things which the human brain fails to understand.

- Ayesha Ahmad XI-C2

Lie down under the wide open sky and let yourself absorb the beauty and the spirit of freedom, while you watch the birds pass over you. You feel a sense of amazement, a tinge of jealousy strikes you, for a moment you feel, why can't I fly like them? Why am I here, on the ground? For those who haven't yet discovered the answers to the ever haunting questions, are, you are born on the ground so that you can take a flight from here and soar higher in the endless sky. Achieve success, earn it. Work, work, work. Dedicate your entire self to whatever you are doing.

Music - The Best Medicine for Relaxation

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arlos Santana once said, "Music can change your molecular structure." Music is one of the most beloved human experiences. Everyone enjoys some sort of music and that is evident in almost every important event. Music is everywhere - be it any wedding function, restaurants, ceremonies and most important, the unforgettable soundtrack of our favourite films which stay in our heart for a long time. There are different styles of music like classical, jazz, rap and the list goes on and on. Music lifts up our soul and releases it. Where words fail, music speaks. Music is something which appeals to everyone and without it life would be dreary. We all have heard the songs of Rabindranath Tagore which delighted the music lovers across the world and that of A.R. Rehman which touched millions of souls. Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and which cannot remain silent. It gives a soul to the universe, wings to mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything. Thus there is nothing wrong in saying that music is part and parcel of our life whether we realize it or not. Life without music is only a plain vacant room, so let us add some melodies to it and make our hectic life a little interesting. - Simran XI-S1

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A Memorable Experience Dear Friends, want to share my experience of school Annual Function with you all. This year we i.e. our music group, (Sanidhya, Atual, Mansas, Harsh, Spandan and I) wanted to present a new and unique programme during the function. After a lot of discussion we decided that we would play the instrumental music of folk songs of different states. But the problem was that we did not even know the folk songs of our state. Gradually we collected information about the folk songs of various states like, Jharkhand, Bihar or Jammu and Kashmir. Our music teacher Lakshmi Madam selected the team members. The In-charge of our programme was Lopamudra Madam. She motivated us a lot. After a few days our instrumental music started coming on track. Then one day our Principal Sir asked the in-charges of different programmes to present the performances of the participants before him. We were very nervous because we were going to start a new trend of instrumental music and it had to be nice and presentable. Next day

all the participants gathered in the school hall and one by one presented their programme. The last performance was ours. Suddenly one of the anchors called us and asked for the group name of our instrumental band. Without giving it much thought we said 'Inferno'. Then we gave our performance and every one was impressed. After that we practised harder in the coming days. On the day of our Annual Function we wore shiny red full shirts, black pants and bow ties. We waited with bated breath for our turn. As we were sweating profusely, time and again Lopa Madam dabbed some powder on our face. Then our turn came. The lights were on us, the stage was all ours. We gave our performance with gay abandon. The audience cheered us and one could hear the thunderous applause for a long time even after the programme was over. Our mission was accomplished. We were really very happy.

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So, friends, thank you all for your patient reading. Next time maybe I will come up with another experience of mine. Till then... Ciao. - Balakrishna X-C

If Trees could Speak...

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t sounds really very interesting. If trees could speak they would tell us their feelings like how they enjoy and feel happy when birds make nests on their branches and when small insects make their houses in the holes of tree trunks. They could also express how much they hate Winter; they could tell how their friends had died because of that awful season.

They could also tell us they love the Spring season as the new leaves come out and the whole environment becomes green. Flowers bloom, birds chirp, happiness prevails everywhere. They could express by crying that they do not like man as he cuts them for fulfilling his needs. But the fact is that trees cannot express their feelings. Their feelings are expressed by many scientists and environmentalists. And their researches conclude that Man is selfish by nature. It is our duty to care for the trees because they are the lifelines of the earth. If there are no trees, we cannot survive. So, think for the future. 'Save trees, Save life'. - Akriti VI-A

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Cold Flame of Steel

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he quiet premises of St. Sophia's Secondary school in West Delhi appear untouched by fame. Children in colourful uniforms move in and out of the school grounds, classroom and the campus bears an altogether noisy and unsophisticated look. Outside, however is colourful posters fete of Team India on winning the World Cup in 2011 and it has made a special mention of the shining star Virat Kohli, which has perhaps made him the most famous among all.

talent. His coach was also thankful for getting such a brilliant student and says that his flair with his bat was impeccable even at that age. In 2006, when Virat was in the middle of an innings in a crucial match of Ranji Trophy, the terrible news of his father's death reached him, but he did not get distracted. He continued with the innings and scored 93. Then he was just 17. Then on, it was just cricket for him. Soon he captained the Under 19 side to lift the World Cup Trophy in Kuala Lumpur. In 2008, he played his 1st ODI cricket for India and made Indians proud.

The guard points towards the cricket nets at the far end of the playground, where the West Delhi Cricket Academy (WDCA) holds practice sessions. He says that this is the place where it all started for the young Virat who seemed to be very much focused. When Virat was just nine, his father had seen enough talent in him to believe that one day his son would play for Sachin's team or the Indian team. So he took the amateur cricketer to Coach Rajkumar Sharma at the WDCA to hone his

Like Akbar's Navaratna, Virat has become a priceless gem of Indian cricket team. Virat Kohli has now become the new poster boy of cricket. When spoken to Virat he shares that he started playing cricket only after watching Sachin play. And playing today with such a legend is a great matter of honour and luck for him. Thus, Virat's quintessentially soft and understated style of communication on the field, as he went massacring the opposition team bowling, dominates the cricket and online mind space. Despite a cultivated aura of unapproachability, Virat Kohli's story has been the most relatable one. - Asmita XII-S3

Life-Not always A Cake Walk Life passes through many phases, many ups and downs. No one's life is a cake walk and so is my friend's.

few days she got discharged from the hospital. She didn't want to eat anything. All of us used to encourage her, but she didn't listen to us. And because of that her studies were also hampered. She had become very irritable. At that time everyone supported her. Now she is fine.

Hi! I am Polika.

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have a best friend named Deepali who has undergone mental obstruction. Today I want to share the incident which she had faced in her life. When we were in class 7, she was a little fat. Everyone used to tease her and she took it very seriously followed by dieting. She suffered from Anorexia. It is a disorder in which a person refuses to eat because they are afraid of becoming fat. She was admitted to a hospital for 10 days. After a

Therefore, I want to say that, we should not get carried away by the words of others. We should have self-belief because every time others are not correct. There is always a ray of hope on the other side, the only thing we need is to have faith and courage in ourselves to overcome any obstacle. - Polika Mohapatra IX-A

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Glory Co-Curricular Activities : 2014-15 Sl. No. Name of the Competition Organized by and Venue Position Name of the Student 1. Speech Competition with Power Point Presentation Prayaas Group, Ranchi 1st Shreya Roy 2. Regional Level Science Exhibition CBSE Champion Aatish Ranjan & Group 3. Quiz on Indian Culture Heritage Bridgeford School, Ranchi 3rd Rahul Kr. Mahto & Sanat Vibhor nd 4. Quiz Competition (Brain - O - Mania) Hindustan Zink Ltd. 2 Rishika Kumari 1st Anjali 5. Painting Competition Expo, Ranchi nd 2 Katyani 1st Sakshi Kumari (Hindi) 6. Essay Writing Competition Bihar Eye Bank Trust 3rd Arya Ranjan (English) st 7. 1 Jharkhand Youth Parliament DPS, Ranchi 2nd Omanshu Yadav st 1 Divya Raj Bharati Govt of Jharkhand 8. Inter school Painting Competition 11.11.2014 3rd Jay Kumar & Piyush Verma Vibhanshu Yadav 1st Medica Super Speciality 2nd Nupur Neha 9. Inter School Painting Competition Hospital, Ranchi rd 15.11.2014 3 Soni Kumari Mr. Siddarth Basu at DPS on Spandan Chaturvedi & 10. Inter School State Level Quiz “Know for Sure” 1st 16.11.2014 Adarsh Kumar 11. Inter School Painting Competition Central Coalfields Ltd. 1st Nupur Neha Soni Kumari, Amita 1st Munda & Priti Goswami Inter School Rangoli Competition (Group - B) Art, Culture and Youth 12. 19-22 Nov. 2014 (State Museum, Hotwar) Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand Priyam, Madhuri, Rashmi 2nd & Pallavi Art, Culture and Youth Pallavi, Riya Sinha, Divya 13. Inter School Rangoli Competition (Group - A) 1st Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhnad Kumari, Aparna & Nyasha Jay Kumar 1st Art, Culture and Youth 2nd Sourya Shikhar 14. Inter School Craft Competition (Group - B) Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhnad 3rd Piyush Art, Culture and Youth 15. Inter School Solo Dance Competition (Group - B) 2nd Simran Nandini Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhnad Art, Culture and Youth 16. Inter School Collage Competition (Group - B) 1st Priyam Raj Bharti Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhnad Sneha Toppo 1st Art, Culture and Youth 2nd Moon Kumari 17. Inter School Essay Writing Competition (Group - A) Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand 3rd Riya Sinha Art, Culture and Youth 18. Inter School Speech Competition (Group - A) 2nd Prachi Priya Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand Art, Culture and Youth 19. Inter School Solo Song (Group - B) 1st Vartika Jha Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand Art, Culture and Youth 20. Inter School Skit Competition (Group - B) 2nd Team Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand Art, Culture and Youth 21. Inter School Group Song Competition (Group - B) 1st Team Affairs, Govt. of Jharkhand 22. Inter School State Level Debate (25.11.2014) Oxford School 1st Shreya Roy st 23. Inter School State Level Debate (25.11.2014) Turn Court Round Oxford School 1 Mrutyunjaya Mohapatra 24. Inter School State Level Debate (25.11.2014) Oxford School Overall Champion Team Winner, Rank 7 Amitanshu Kumar 25. Regional Mathematics Olympiad, NTSE

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2. Sports Sl. No. Name of the Competition 1. State level TT Tournament

Position 2nd

Name of the Student Kishan Kumar

3rd

Nisha Bharti & Nitu Raj

Organizer/Venue

Position

3.1 Badminton (Boys)

DAV Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi

1st

3.2 Badminton (Girls)

DAV Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi

1st

3.3 Table Tennis (Girls)

DAV Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi

1st

3.4 Table Tennis (Boys)

DAV Gandhi Nagar, Ranchi

1st

3.5 Judo (Girls) 3.6 Judo (Boys) 3.7 Judo (Boys)

DAV Bharech Nagar, Ramgarh DAV Bharech Nagar, Ramgarh DAV Bharech Nagar, Ramgarh

1st 1st 3rd

3.8 Yoga (Girls)

DAV Bharech Nagar, Ramgarh

3rd

DAV Ara (Kuju) DAV Barkakana DAV Barkakana AG Recreation Club, Ranchi AG Recreation Club, Ranchi AG Recreation Club, Ranchi AG Recreation Club, Ranchi DAV Rajrappa DAV Rajrappa DAV Rajrappa DAV Rajrappa

Winner 2nd 2nd

Name of the Student Basant Kumar, Benedikson, Biplav and Aayush Aarushi Shreya, Anushka, Abhilasha and Katyani Kaushiki, Samrin, Richa and Arti Kishan Kumar, Sanjit Kumar, Narayan and Shekhar Preeti Sourav Sikhwal Kumar Subham Priya, Prerna, Nilima, Sunaina, Manisha and Sakshi Team Team Team

2.

International Woodball Championship

Organizer/Venue TT Federation of India Indian Woodball Association

3. DAV National Sports Sl. No.

3.9 3.10 3.11 4 4.1 4.2 4.3 5

Name of the Competition

Kabaddi Basketball (Boys) Basketball (Girls) Ranchi District TT Championship Sub Junior (Boys) Junior Boys (Single) Yoga (Boys) DAV National Sports Athletics (Long Jump) Athletics (400 mtre) Athletics (Shot put) Overall Athletics

2nd 2nd 2nd 3rd 3rd 1st Overall

Shekhar Sharma Kishan Kumar Sanjeet Kr. Singh Vartika Jha Divya Rani Ruchika Rani

“Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement.”  - Foster C. Mcclellan

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Academic Excellence Toppers AISSCE 2014 (Science Stream)

Richa Sinha

Aadarsh Kumar Singh

Govind Bagla

Sourav Maity

Aishwarya Bharti

Komal Kumari

96.8%

94.6%

94.2%

93.8%

93.6%

93.2%

Raj Arya

Sourav Mishra

Apurv Rochan

Vishal Kumar

Ankita Bharti

Kumari Amrisha

93.2%

93%

93%

93%

92.6%

91.8%

Rohit Kumar

Yugam

Rohan Kumar

Sanjay Suman

Saman Ayesha

Arushi Sinha

91.8%

91.8%

91.6%

91.4%

91.2%

91.2%

Kartikey

Md. Tauqir Hoda

Shilpi Agrawal

Hemant Prince

Abhishek Ranjan

Sweta Kumari

91%

90.8%

90.6%

90.6%

90.4%

90.2%

Aayushi Rag

Anshu Kumar

90%

90%

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Academic Excellence Toppers AISSCE 2014 (Commerce Stream)

Sweta Singh

Kumari Simran

Ruchi

Kriti Kumari

Kabita Kumari

Anshu Mahalka

91.4%

90.2%

89.8%

89.4%

88.6%

88.4%

Ritu Jain

Aishwarya Gupta

Mishank Kedia

Anmol Jalan

Soni Kumari

Akash Kumar

87.6%

87.2%

87.2%

86.2%

86.2%

84.8%

Vivek Khandelwal

Shalini Gupta

Sonal Rani

84.6%

84.2%

83.8%

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Professional Turning Points Our Students in Professional Institutes 2014-15

Md. Aquib Habib

Richa Sinha

Animesh Raj

Aadarsh Kr. Singh

Apurv Rochan

Sanjay Suman

IIT Kharagpur

IIT

IIT

IIT

IIT

IIT

Nishant Raj Vibhu

Ravi Ranjan

Vishal Singh

Anant Kishor

Ankit Kumar Singh

Shilpa Rajak

IIT

IIT

IIT

IIT

DCE

IIT

Sourav Maity

Neelay Srivastava

Nisha Kumari

IIT, NEST-2014 UMDAE

VIT (Vellore) Branch IT-2014

CLAT-2014

Medical

Ankita Asim

Amish Munda

Prince Kumar Singh

AIPMT

AIPMT

AIPMT

“We achieve everything by our efforts alone. Our fate is not decided by an almighty God. We decide our own fate by our actions. You have to gain mastery over yourself..... It is not a matter of sitting back and accepting.” - Daw Aung San Suu Kyi

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Shining Stars of Our School : Our Achievers

Shashank Shubhankar (2008) VIT, IAS, Bihar Cadre (2014), UPSC - Civil Services

Dr. Aparajita Banerjee

Er. Phalgun Ray

Er. Pankaj Kr. Banka

Bijaya Laxmi

Shyam Kumar

Anand Nayak

(2004) B.S. Medical College, Bankura (W.B.)

(2007) SCRA-Jamalpur, Jamalpur

(2007) CBSE - Engg., NIT-Adityapur

(2009) AIIMS, Delhi

(2011) IIT-JEE, IIT, Kharagpur

(2011) IIT-JEE, ISM, Dhanbad

Ishba Shahnaz

Kapish Prasad Singh

Nikita Vipul

Saket Kumar Saurabh

Anamika Neha Linda

Babli Kumari

(2011) CBSE - Medical, Nil Ratan Sircar Medical College

(2011) IIT-JEE, IIT - BHU

(2011) CBSE - Medical, Chhatishgarh Medical College

(2011) IIT-JEE, IIT, Delhi

(2011) CBSE - Medical, RIMS, Ranchi

(2012) Jharkhand Medical, RIMS, Ranchi

Amit Kr. Prabhakar

Ankita Asim

Manish Kumar Jha

Raj Laxmi

Md. Aquib Habib

Avinash Kumar

(2012) JEE-MAINS, NIT - Adityapur

(2012) CBSE - Medical, AFMC - Pune

(2012) JEE-MAINS, BIT Mesra

(2012) AIIMS, Bhubaneswar

(2013) JEE - Advance, IIT - Kharagpur

(2013) JEE - MAINS, NIT, Adityapur

Dharmesh Dubey

Nishant Raj Vibhu

Prince Kumar Singh

Rahul

Sourav Mishra

Vishal Singh

(2013) JEE - Advance, IIT-BHU

(2013) JEE-Advance, ISM - Dhanbad

(2013) CBSE - Medical, RIMS, Ranchi

(2013) AIIMS Bhubaneswar

(2013) JEE - Mains, NIT-Shivpur, WB

(2013) JEE - Advance, IIT-Delhi

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Star Achievers in Co-scholastic Activities

Deepak Bahadur (2014) Intl. Wushu Player, Bronze Medallist in 35th National Games, 2015, Kerala

Sugandha Mukherjee

Indu Rani

(2004) Singer

(2007) TT Player

Nishant Singh

Soumya Jha

(2009) Intl. Rifle Shooter (2009) Winner, National Level Science Exhibition

Mayuri Mukherjee

Payal Tigga

(2009) Singer

(2010) Dancer, Winner in Youth festivals

Shalini Kumari

Kaushal Kumar

Prateek

Saket Choudhary

Prakhar Prasad

Namrata Jha

(2010) Best Debater

(2010) National Kabbadi Player, Actor

(2010) Singer, Actor

(2011) Orator (Hindi)

(2012) Ethical Hacker (IT)

(2012) Orator, Actress

Bishwadeep Karmakar

Saheb Ram

Abhishek Bhattacharya

Dhaval Chauhan

Saket Trivedi

Snehi Suman

(2010 - Std. X) Artist

(2013) Artist

(2013) Winner, IT Quizzes (2013) Winner, IT Quizzes (2011 - Std. X) Winner of Science Projects

Shilpa Tigga

Kamaldeep Kaur

(2013) Dancer, Winner in (2013) Singer, Youth festivals 1st Runner-up in Surtarang

(2013) Dancer

Afreen Naaz

Deepshikha

Subi Kumari

Vartika Jha

(2014) TT Player, 34th National Games, 2011

(2014) TT Player, 34th National Games, 2011

(2014) Singer, Dancer, Orator, Actress

(2015) Athlete, Singer (Music Album Released)

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Nostalgia A Walk Down the Memory Lane

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great extent to make sure that we were comfortable in our own space, I was suddenly pushed into an (Outer) space where professors were least bothered about our existence... So I don't know how many of you really miss your school days... But I do miss them a lot.

henever anyone asks me what were the best and worst moments in your life... the answer always zeroes down to the same place... yes the best moments in my life were spent in my school... the worst moment in my life was when I had grown up so old... that I could no longer go to school... I know normally kids hate school. They get all sorts of ailments and aches only on Mondays when they have to go back to school after the weekend holidays But I was a bit abnormal... I just hated holidays... and could not wait to go back to school... school was like my first home... my teachers (Nivedita Madam, Ajay Jha Sir, Arti Madam, Sandhya Madam) and my friends...

So today I am writing all those lovely moments I spent in my school. We were a bit naughty yet hard working students. We had our share of brickbats and bouquets. We were five friends... Rahul, Alekh, Sushant, Vivek and Avinash... The Famous Five (should I say infamous). We performed our English Skit under Ajay Jha Sir's guidance. We gave our hundred percent to prove our detractors wrong. And then the proud moment came when we got a prize for our performance and received it from our Principal Sir in the presence of the whole assembly. Can we ever forget these moments when we were praised by the teachers? That day we really basked in our new found glory.

It has been almost eight years since I left the safe confines of my school to enter this competitive world where everyone was in a hurry... I felt dizzy on stepping into the world. More than the peer pressure it was the sudden change in my world that made me feel very uncomfortable. Yes, I just could not comprehend the fact that from a place where school teachers went to a

- Rahul Kumar Std. X (Batch 2007), Marketing Manager at Credance Infotech Pvt. Ltd.

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mentors and your best friends. I never had a huge circle of friends-only some chosen ones-thanks to my introvert and reserved nature. However, I was fortunate enough to befriend guys and girls who are chasing their dreams right now and it fills me with pride to have shared laughters, tears, jokes and mischiefs with them during those precious days.

ostalgia - it grips me when I rewind and fondly recollect the memories of my school days. And today, three years later, I feel privileged to be able to let my pen do the talking through the pages of my school magazine. It was in the monsoon of year 2000 that I began my journey in D.A.V. Gandhi Nagar. I can vividly remember my then class teacher Mrs. Veena Sinha, holding my hand and taking me to her class. There were stares and mischievous glances, whispers and murmurs about the new girl in - too uncomfortable for an utterly shy sevenyear-old! But I lifted my eyes and saw the blackboard in the hope of discovering myself and my dreams. Since then, I lived every moment of my school life. My stay in school was a fulfilling one because I realised that learning is a perpetual process where teachers are your

What we learn and experience at school forms the very core of our individuality. Therefore, I’d like to thank all my teachers from the bottom of my heart for dedicating a part of their lives to see us grow into successful beings. To the juniors, I’d say that one should never hesitate to take risks because sometimes the road-not-taken is the road to self-discovery. And despite all the oddities of life live well, laugh often and love much. - Nikita Vipul Batch (2011-12), Student of Chhatishgarh Medical College

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Experience and Strategy for IT Quizzes

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ll work and no play makes Jack a dull boy; and here we are brainstorming to let you know what exactly to expect at the premier IT Quizzes. We would like to present to you our experiences across all the IT quizzes we have represented DAV Gandhi Nagar at, since 2011. All we would say is that strategy plays a more important role than hard work. As said by Abraham Lincoln: "Give me six hours to chop down a tree and I will spend the first four sharpening the axe". So, here's our little secret, figuring out our upper hand and Achilles heel. I (Abhishek) was good at present whereabouts whereas I (Dhaval) was good at history of companies. So we gathered what to study and broke it down into our quotas and this saved our time and labour. Next up was the company or organisation which was organising the quiz. Take it to be TCS. We luckily had some books written by the Quizmaster and also some previous year questions. Thus we had already predicted more than half of the questions at least of the prelims. For instance, at the regional level of TCS IT Quiz at the buzzer round the Quizmaster started the question with "Only" and we hit the buzzer and answered the question correctly which surprised everyone in the room. By the way, the question was "Only the Paranoid Survives. Who wrote this book?". Answer was pretty simple "Andy Grove" but it was sheer timing that we got it right before the Quizmaster even spoke two words. Similar strategies drove us to the National Finals representing the State. We loved what we did, which is why we never got bored. And when it comes to experience, we have a lot to say. First was the exposure, meeting great people like Pick Brain, Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, and then was meeting brilliant participants. And, definitely, we can't cross over without accounting for the fun we had with Subodh Sir and Ajay Jha Sir while on our trip to Bangalore which we would never forget. Hence, juniors, wake up. It's time DAV Gandhi Nagar put up a great performance at the quizzes. CSI and TCS might already be ready with all their hunts! - Dhaval Chauhan (Batch 2013), BIT, Mesra, Ranchi

Abhishek Bhattacharya (Batch 2013), Amity Univ. Noida

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experience the love that I got here. Not a single day I felt like not going to school. Because every day I found, was new and enthusiastic... DAV Gandhi Nagar helped me to find the hidden Kamaldeep Kaur in me. I thank our Principal Sir and the teachers for being part of my failures and success and to have helped me bring out the best in me.

s a child I always had a curiosity of being loved and pampered. I was the type of girl who was loved for her voice everywhere, but I finally got to meet people who didn’t just love me for my voice but more for what I am. DAV Gandhi Nagar - A big platform for me to nourish and nurture my talent. And I am thankful to God that He gave me the opportunity to

- Kamaldeep Kaur Batch (2012-13), BBA, BIT, Lalpur, Ranchi

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Home Away from Home : DAV Gandhi Nagar Alma mater here I come To pen down some, from my previous run. You saw my heart, you gave me fun, You laid the stone for future to come. Discipline, attitude, confidence you engraved in me, I stood by you, you stood by me.

When I went down you held my hand, with my ups you made me shine Today I stand a little away from you, not in my wildest dream have I forgotten you Will surely come back, embrace the love and take a bow. - Dr. Vijesh Nair (Batch 2002-2004), Dental Surgeon

My Journey from Subi to the SUBI ROY

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tear it. And finally it happened, she failed. A star broke. She broke into pieces and couldn’t fix pieces of her own life. She got depressed for nearly a month or so. Haah! I didn’t face teachers after that because they loved me. And I was sad. They couldn’t see me like that. Like other days I was sitting on my bed. Looking at my cupboard. Then I saw a thick copy. I got up and opened the copy. First page read “motivation for language and for life’’

nd they clapped... And I felt like a celebrity... I was kind of taking a motivational session in class 11th of the same school I used to be a few months ago. A completely depressed girl who could make it to Massachusetts Institute of Technology and several others like Stanford, Berkley, Harvard. Yes, a depressed girl who used to be Ajay Jha Sir’s THE SUBY ROY, who used to be Prabhakar Sir’s Kokila, who used to be Abhilasha Madam’s favourite student, who used to be Lopa Madam’s first choice for the skit, Sandhya Madam’s backbone for any inter house competition, a girl who used to be Nivedita Madam’s Child (who every student is) and every teacher’s favourite polite student and a girl who was the cutest, politest star of the school. And the funniest element among her friends who used to keep secrets of each one. But soon after 10th this star stopped to shine. With a smile and lots of determination stepped into class 11th. Had so much to do. Had in my mind “ miles to go before I sleep”

Subtitle was‘‘read it when you’re seeking for an answer Coz u have miles to go before you sleep.” And next page it was remarked “good”. That was a copy I made in class 5 when I first got praised by Ajay Jha Sir. That day was an awesome one. I had decided that day that I would do something great. And see the irony the same copy motivated me to do something great again. I went through each and every single old copy. I Had it all. Abhilasha Ma’am, Roshi Ma’am, Lopa Ma’am and many teachers remarked my work as ‘good’ because they were excellent and I was good. And the Suby Roy got up. Cracked SAT with 2376/2400 and TOEFL with 148/150. And today her juniors are clapping for her again. I found myself. And happiness stopped playing hide and seek. I got it. I found happiness.

But the determination didn’t last for long. A girl who never lived with her parents started to miss them as she was failing. But no one could know the reason behind the failure. Everyone thought it was she who had stopped paying attention to studies. It was funny or should I say ironical that people thought a girl whose life used to lie within books had lost interest in studies because she was not Interested. But I knew what was going on with me and my life. But the emotionally tortured and morally broken girl couldn’t stand. She didn’t have the courage to get up and face the world. She tried to ignore everything. And concentrate on happiness. But happiness too hid somewhere in a corner. It was class 12 when she lost herself. She never went home directly after school was over. She used to roam around. She used to open the copy and

Thank you teachers for being so nice to me. For believing in me. I’m feeling emotional right now while writing. Sorry I wrote it so long. I love you teachers. Thank you mamma papa for being my parents (parents of an idiot girl). Thank you Gandhi Nagar and Principal Sir for making me a part of your journey. (Thank you Ronit Bro for being with me every time I needed and Thank you Vishal for the moral support. :-) Thank you Abhilasha Ma’am for discovering the talent I had in me. Thank you Sahu Sir for compelling me to study and sending me to SMPC for the debate competition for which I was not prepared yet you believed I would win. And see I have won somewhat. But, I won’t forget “I have miles to go before I sleep”. - Subi Kumari Batch (2013-14), Qualified for MIT, USA

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Dream Big! : Interview with an alumnus Shashank Shubhankar, IAS (Probationer)

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hashank Shubhankar, an alumnus of our school (Batch-2008, Science stream) has made us proud by securing Rank-60 in the prestigious Civil Services Examination 2013. He is one of the youngest IAS probationers presently undergoing training at LBS Academy of Administration, Mussoorie. He has been allotted the Indian Administrative Services Cadre of Bihar. The following is an extract of an interview that he e-mailed for the school magazine :

discussed earlier, school helped me in studies, personality building, and communication skills. How did you prepare for the Civil Services Examination? Which subjects did you choose for the optional papers and why? My preparation was based on three key points : a. Thorough study of every topic in the syllabus. b. Continuous writing practice. c. Always remaining updated with major developments around us.

Congratulations, Shashank for your splendid performance in the Civil Services Examination! Now tell me a little about your alma mater-DAV Gandhi Nagar.

My subject was Public Administration and this choice was based on interest in the topic and availability of guidance, though I now feel that it was not a very good choice.

Thank you so much Ma'am! D.A.V Gandhi Nagar is not merely a school for me. It is the place which gave me the strength to dream big and also helped in deciphering the path to realise those dreams. If every school serves this purpose for each of its students, half the problems of our country will be solved.

Who has been the greatest inspiration in your life? My father has been the greatest inspiration. He often tells me about how a willing civil servant can bring changes in the society, how much s/he can serve the people. My late grandfather also used to motivate me to study for knowledge, not for marks.

I studied here from class 4 to class 12 and thus owe a large part of my basic education and attitude to this institution. I also fondly remember the CCA (Co Curricular Activity) sessions which greatly helped in honing my personality, especially communication skills. The competitive environment at the school prepared me for the cut-throat competition of the world outside.

What advice would you give to the students of your alma mater? At the risk of being called too didactic, I want to give several pieces of advice :

What academic programme did you pursue after your school?

a. Stay away from smoking, alcohol, gutkha. b. Study for knowledge. c. Be aware of what is happening around you. Develop the habit of reading and regular writing. d. e. Stay away from excessive use of mobile and social media. f. Exercise and play to maintain good health.

After school, I did B.Tech. in Mechanical engineering from VIT, Vellore. When did the idea of joining Civil Services come to your mind? Since my childhood, I had a fascination for the Civil Services because both my grandfather and father have served in state government. The idea took concrete shape after class 12 when I started preparing for it.

I am presently on a 2 month all India tour, so sending this mail through my mobile. Thanks a lot for giving me the opportunity to contribute to the school magazine. Regards,

Did the school help you in any way in realising your dream?

Shashank Shubhankar, IAS (2014)

Higher a building, deeper should be the foundation. Success in life also needs a holistic formative education and I got such a base in DAV Gandhi Nagar. As I

- Lopamudra Mohapatra Teacher of English

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n o i t a r Inspi 1. Peace ends when you are emotionally involved in a situation. The practice of being a detached observer helps you stay stable and calm.

- Brahma Kumaris

2.

If we go deeper into our connection to God, we will find an inner reality so deep and satisfying that it lifts the consciousness.



- Radhanath Swami

3.

May we unite in our minds, unite in our purposes, and not fight against the divine spirit within us. Let not the battle-cry arise amidst many slain, nor the arrows of the war-god fall with the break of day.



- Atharva Veda

4.

Try not to become a man of success but a man of value.



- Albert Einstein

5.

To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first.



- William Shakespeare

6.

The tongue is like a sharp knife.... kills without drawing blood....



- Buddha

7.

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.



- Bernard M. Baruch

8.

A room without books is like a body without soul.



- Cicero

9.

Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.



- T.S. Eliot

10. When you read a great book, you don’t escape from life, you plunge deeper into it.

- Julian Barnes

11. Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.

- Nelson Mandela

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12. Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

- George Bernard Shaw

13. What lies behind you and what lies in front of you pales in comparison to what lies inside you.

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

14. Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.

- W.B. Yeats

15. Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it” .

- Rabindra Nath Tagore

16. Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

- Steve Jobs

17. Our prime purpose in this life is to help others. And if you can’t help them, at least don’t hurt them.

- Dalai Lama

18. Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because, they have to say something.

- Plato

19. A strong positive mental attitude will create more miracles than any wonder drug.

- Patricia Neal

20. Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable or happy and strong. The amount of world is the same.

- Francesca Reigler

21. In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.

- Robert Frost

22. When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.

- Helen Keller

23. Children must be taught how to think, not what to think.

- Margaret Mead

24. Education is not the learning of facts but the training of the mind to think.

- Albert Einstein

25. The biggest adventure you can take is to live the life of your dream.

- Oprah Winfrey Compiled by : S. Harsheeta, Sneha Choudhary IX 'B'

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KIDDIES ANNUAL FUNCTION

lEikndh;--fiz; ikBd!

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ekjs egf"kZ;ksa dh jfpr osnksa ds va'k us lIrjaxh bUnz/kuq"kh fdj.k osnka'k fc[ksjh gS] ftls vikj g"kZ ds lkFk eSa vkids le{k miLFkkfir djus dk iz;kl dj jgk gw¡A fdj.kksa ds lIrjax la'ys"k.k vkSj fo'ys"k.k izfØ;k }kjk fo'o ds pjkpj dks vfHkHkwr djrs gSa rks esjk osnka'k ekuo efLr"d dks lar`Ir vkSj larq"V t:j dj ik;sxkA rqylh ds ^^tkdh jfg Hkkouk tSlh] izHkq ewjr nsf[k; fru rSlh^^

ds vuqlkj osnka'k Hkkoukvksa dk lekos'k ls] vki tks pkgs ik ldrs gSaA osn dh _pk,¡ ok.kh dh ikourk] ekul dh xgjkbZ vkSj laLÑfr dh 'kkyhurk mRiUu djrh gS] rks osnka'k dh lwfDr;k¡] pqVdqys] igsfy;k¡ vkids eu eukst dks jaxhu t:j cuk,¡xsA osnka'k ,d ,slh dkSa/k gS] tks {k.k Hkj esa vkyksd QSykdj vkidks vkÑ"V dj ysxhA ;g Qwyksa ls ynh jtuhxa/kk dks pwedj cgus okyh ,slh enekrh c;kj gS] tks vkids ru&eu dks izQqfYyr gh ugha oju~ ekxZ n'kZu Hkh djsxhA ;g HkSjoh dh og var%Lif'kZuh rku gS tks lks, gq, nnZ dks Hkh txk nsxh] ,slh esjh vk'kk gSA ge ikBdksa dk lnk Hkyk ,oa ckSf)d fodkl dk 'kqHk fpard gS] =qfV;ksa ds fy, {kek izkFkhZ gSa ,oa vkids lq>koksa dk lnk dnz djrs jgsaxsA vkidk Lusgkdka{kh & f'ko dqekj iz- ^izHkkdj^ lgk;d f'k{kd ¼fgUnh½

fnekxh dljr

fctyh % D;ksa pedrh gS\

1- ;g ,slk vkfo"dkj tks fd lSd a M+kas lky igys fd;k x;k gS vkSj vkt Hkh bldk cgqr iz;ksx gksrk gSA bldh enn ls ykx nhokj ds vkj&ikj ns[k ldrs gSAa

ys&dkys cknyksa ds chp ,dk,d gh xM+xM+kgV ds lkFk pedrh fctyh dks ns[k ge vk'p;Z esa iM+ tkrs gSa fd ;g fctyh vkf[kj pedrh dSls gS\ ikuh dh djksM+ksa&vjcksa cwanksa ls Hkjs cknyksa ds chp ls tc gok xqtjrh gS rks muds chp fo|qr vkos'k ;k rks cknyksa ds chp gh ?kwerk jgrk gS ;k fQj /kjrh ij vkrk gS] vkSj vkus ds ckn ;g okil cknyksa ds chp gh ykSV tkrk gSA ykSVrs le; og ,dne ls ped iSnk djrk gSA blh dks ge fctyh dk peduk dgrs gSaA

dk

mŸkj & f[kM+dh

2- ;s vkids lkFk pyrh jgrh gS tc rd lwjt vkleku esa pedrh gSA ftl fLFkfr esa vki jgrs gS]a mlh fLFkfr esa ;g Hkh jgrh gSA ;g lcds ikl gSA mŸkj & vkidh ijNkbZ

3- rqe eEeh ds lkFk ?kweus x,A rqe eEeh ls vyx gks x,A cgqr nsj ls rqe mUgsa
& vgen jt+k [kku iape&v

mŸkj &
4- ,d pht gS tks flQZ rqEgkjh gS] ij rqels T;knk dksbZ vkSj mls bLrseky djrk gSA mŸkj & vkidk uke

& dqekj vk;q"k

HkbZ okg

"k"Be&c

rqe bUgsa Hkh tkuks

1- fdlh taxy ls ,d cPpk xqtj jgk Fkk] mlus ns[kk fd ,d lkai isM+ ij yVdk gqvk gSA

d- ,d LVªkWcsjh esa vkSlru 200 cht gksrs gSaA ;gh ,d ,slk Qy gS ftldh Åijh lrg ij cht gksrk gSA [k- euq"; dh ukd 5000 ls vf/kd fofHkUu xa/kksa dks lwa?k ldrh gSA x- cPpksa dk fodkl lky Hkj esa lcls T;knk fLizax lht+u esa gksrk gSA ?k- fgan egklkxj lcls xje egklkxj gksrk gSA bldh lrg dk rkieku 36-6 Mhxzh gksrk gSA ³- nfj;kbZ ?kksM+k ,d balku ls Hkh rst nkSM+ ldrk gSA p- vkWLVªfy;k gh ,d egk}hi gS ftlesa ,d Hkh Tokykeq[kh ugha gSA & lqgkuh



cPpk ¼lkai ls½ % ,sls isM+ ij yVdus ls dqN ugha gksxk] eEeh dks cksyks dEIyku fiykusA

2- pk; okyk % Hkksyh lh lwjr vka[kksa esa eLrh nwj [kM+h 'kjek,! vk; gk;!

yM+dh % dkyh lh lwjr gkFk esa dsryh nwj [kM+s fpYyk;s! pk;&pk;! & gf"kZr flag f}rh;&c

"k"B&l

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izÑfr ls tqM+h [kwclwjr txgsa tks yxrh gSa vfo'oluh; 1- ikdZ tgka jks'kuh ls pedrs gSa e'k:e % czkthy ds lkvks ikvksyks esa utj vkrk gS izd`fr dk ;g dfj'ekA ;gk¡ dh fjcsjk oSyh esa mxus okys NksVs&NksVs e'k:e 'kke ds oDr csgn [kwclwjr utj vkrs gSaA 'kke gksrs gh ;s pedus yxrs gSaA ;g utkjk vn~Hkqr gksrk gSA bu ck;ksbY;wfefulsaV e'k:e dks QkWDlQk;j dgk tkrk gSA bUgsa pedus dk ikoj isM+ vkSj xy jgh ydM+h ds dsfedy fj,D'ku ls feyrk gSA

DohUlySaM ds ikl gS cdZVkmuA flracj ls ysdj uoacj rd ;gka V~;wc ds vkdkj okys cknyksa dh yach drkjsa utj vkrh gSaA bls ekWfuZax Xyksjh dgk tkrk gSA ;s V~;wc ,d gt+kj fdyksehVj rd yacs gksrs gSaA ;s [kwclwjr ckny gokbZ tgktksa ds fy, cM+k [krjk iSnk dj nsrs gSaA exj XykbMlZ buds chp lfQZax djrs utj vkrs gSaA 4- Q~yksfjMk ds chp ij jsM VkbM % Q~yksfjMk ds xYQ dksLV ij cuk ;g chp fdlh gkWjj fQYe dk fgLlk yxrk gSA ;gk¡ VkbM dh otg ls ikuh dk yky jax esa cguk gSA ;g jax yksxksa dks vkdf"kZr djrk gS oSKkfudksa ds eqrkfcd tc ,Yth bruh ek=k esa iSnk gks tkrh gS fd gtkjksa eNfy;ka vkSj i{kh vius vki ejus yxrs gSa] rc bl rjg dk n`'; utj vkrk gSA

2- banz/kuq"k tSls jaxksa okys isM+ ds taxy % fQyhihUl ds feuMkuks }hi esa gS ;s [kwclwjr jaxfcjaxs ;wdsfyIVl ds isM+ tSls&tSls bu isM+ksa ij ubZ Nky vkrh gS buds rus dk jax cnyus yxrk gSA ;s xgjk gjk] uhyk] cSaxuh] xqykch vkSj var esa yky gks tkrk gSA blfy, mUgsa jSacks ;wdsfyIVl dgk tkrk gSA bUgsa ns[kus dh lcls vPNh txg gkuk gSA ;gka ,sls 600 isM+ gSaA ;s gj lky 8 QhV yacs gksrs gSaA budh Å¡pkbZ 243 QhV rd gksrh gSA

& ik:y dqekjh iape&l

3- bl 'kgj ds vkleku esa fMtkbu % vkWLVªsfy;k esa

pqVdqys 1- ikik % jkr esa eksckby Qksu dks pktZ er djks] ;g QV tkrk gSA csVk % fpark er djks] ikik eSaus cSVªh fudky yh gSA 2- fl)kFkZ ¼ekyh ls½ % ckgj cksMZ ij fy[kk gS fd tkuojksa dks ykuk euk gS] fQj ;g xk; dSls ;gk¡ gS\ ekyh % vjs HkkbZ] xk;ksa dks dgk¡ i<+uk vkrk gSA 3- ccyw ¼fdV~Vw ls½ % vjs! rqEgkjs nk¡r Cyw&Cyw dSls gSa\ fdV~Vw % rqEgsa ugha irk vkt CywVwFk dk tekuk gSA 4- ,d NksVk yM+dk ,d ?kj dh Mksjcsy ctkus dh dksf'k'k dj jgk Fkk] ij Mksjcsy rd igqp ¡ ugha ik jgk FkkA

5-

mls ns[k ,d vkneh vkdj cksyk] ^^eSa rqEgkjh enn d:¡^^\ yM+dk % gk¡ csy ctk nhft,A vkneh % yks] ctk fn;kA yM+dk % vc vki Hkh esjs lkFk Hkkfx,A Vhpj % lksuw] rqe jkst u;s&u;s diM+s dSls igu dj vkrs gks] rqEgkjs ikik D;k cgqr vehj gS\ lksuw % ugha eSe] oks yk¡Mªh esa dke djrs gSaA & lqgkuh "k"B&l

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lqfDr;k¡

ns[kks gal u nsuk

1- lQyrk esjs gkFk esa ugha gS] ysfdu mlds fy, MVs jguk rks esjs gkFk esa gSA

,d vkneh vius nksLr ds ?kj x;k vkSj njokts dh ?kaVh ctkbZ % fMaxMksax] fiaxiksaxA ,d cPpk ckgj vk;k % D;k ckr gS vady\ vkneh % csVk] ikik ?kj ij gSa\ cPpk % vady] ikik rks vkWfQl x, gSaA vkneh % cPps] cM+s HkkbZ dks cqyk nksA cPpk % og rks fØdsV [ksyus x;k gSA vkneh % Bhd gS] eEeh rks gksxh ?kj ij\ cPpk % og rks cktkj xbZ gSA vkneh ¼xqLls esa½ % rks rqe ?kj ij D;ksa cSBs gq, gks] rqe Hkh dgha pys tkrsA cPpk % th] vady eSa Hkh rks vius nksLr ds ?kj vk;k gqvk gw¡A

& fyadu

2- ifo= vkSj n`<+ bPNk loZ'kfDreku gSA & foosdkuUn

3- ifjJe og lqugjh pkHkh gS] tks [kqn fdLer ds QkVd [kksy nsrh gSA & pk.kD;

4- euq"; gh ,dek= tho gS] tks g¡l ldrk gS] ogh ,d ,slk tho gS ftl ij g¡lk tk ldrk gSA & xzfs cy

5- tks euq"; 'kq) eu ls cksyrk rFkk dke djrk gS] vkuUn mlds ihNs&ihNs Nk;k dh rjg pyrk gS] vkSj mlls dHkh Hkh vyx ugha gksrk gSA

& fgrsu nkl

& egkRek cq)

f}rh;&l

6- ges'kk [kq'k jgks] blls fnekx esa vPNs&vPNs fopkj vkrs gSa vkSj rfc;r usdh dh rjQ yxh jgrh gSA

izÑfr ds jax jax ls Hkjk thou] laqnj nqfu;k gekjh] pedrk lwjt vkSj eanean gok dh [kqekjh uhys vkdk'k esa if{k;ksa dk mM+uk] gjh gjh ?kklksa ij frrfy;ksa dk Qqnduk Ldwy ds cPpksa dk ihyh VkbZ esa ?kweuk] vkil esa ,d nwljs dk g¡luk g¡lkukA cQZ ds jus] lkxj es rSjrh lqugjh eNfy;k¡] jaxhu ia[kksa esa ?kwers rksrs vkSj eksj] izÑfr dh jaxksa ls [kqf'k;k¡ QSyh pkjksa vksj

& johUnzukFk VSxksj

& jf'e oekZ ¼f'k{kd½

ijh{kk [ksy&dwn vc NksM+ks ykyA vk;k fudV ijh{kk dkyA i<+ks feys tc Hkh vodk'kA ftlls rqe gks tkvks iklA ;fn ;g le; djksxs u"VA vkxs ikvksxs cgqr rqe d"VA g¡lh mM+k;saxs lc yksxA ;fn ikyksxs vkyl jksxAA tks dqN i<+ks le> yks ykyA vk;k fudV ijh{kk dkyAA

& izÑfr JhokLro "k"B&v

& vfLerk r`rh;&c

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crkvks rks tkus 1- crkvks og dkSu&lk 'kCn gS ftls gj fdlh us xyr fy[kkA

7- og ugha gS iwM+h fQj Hkh dgykrh iwM+hA

& xyr

& Hksy iwjh

2- crkvks og dkSu&lk isM+ gS ftlesa Qy vkSj iRrs rks gSa ij ydM+h ugha gS\

8- og dkSu&lh dyh gS] tks f[kyrh ughaA & fNidyh

& dsys dk isMA+

9-

3- crkvks og dkSu&lh pht gS tks gksrk gS NksVk ij dgykrk gS cM+kA & ngh cM+k

4- og D;k pht gS ftlls lc fp<+rs gSa ij xys esa iguuk ilan djrs gSa\

& dspa v q k

10-

& gkj

5-

dkB dk ,d ?kj cuk;k ty esa fn;k mrkj] lc dks vius fny esa cSBk;k] dj fn;k lc dks ikjA

djrk gS og iSjksa&esa Hkkstu ij 'kh'k uokrk vkleka dks Fkdk&ekank dksbZ Hkh vk,] gok 'khry nsrk lHkh dksA & o`{k

11-

& uko

6-

vkdkj gS esjk /kkxs tSlk] ekVh esa esjk oklA gkFk ls Nqvk rks Mj tkš] ued eq>s u vkrk jklA

uk esjs ia[k gS] uk gS esjs iSj] fQj Hkh eSa djrh gw¡] vkleka dh lSjA

yky lQsn gw¡ eSa yktokc lc dksbZ djs okg! okg! Nqjh] pykus okys dks :yk,¡ QSyh tSlh vQokgA & I;kt

& vkfnR;

& irax

"k"B&v

nqfu;k ;g nqfu;k gS fdruh lqanj] fdruh I;kjh] jax&fcjaxh gS gfj;kyh [ksr [kfygku gS fdruh I;kjh ;g nqfu;k gS fdruh lqanj fdruh I;kjh jax&fcjaxh frryh ;gk¡ ij] laqnj&lqanj ioZr ;gk¡ ij]

;g nqfu;k gS fdruh lqanj] fdruh I;kjhA uhys uHk esa fpfM+;k mM+rs] lqanj&lqanj dfy;k¡ f[kyrs >we&>we dj ;s Hkh xkrs] ;g nqfu;k gS] fdruh lqanj] fdruh I;kjhA & ekuoh prqFkZ&c

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vkt dk ekgkSy

xk¡/kh uxj Ldwy gekjk

;g ns'k ogh gS tgk¡ xk¡/kh us lius u, ltk, tgk¡ cq)] ukud egkohj vxznwr cu vk, txr xq: us fy;k irkdk uo tkxj.k djk;k tgk¡ 'kghnksa us osnh ij p<+dj izk.k fcNk;k vkSj ogh ;g ns'k tgk¡ xaxk us uhj cgkbZA ij gk;! fgUn vc rsjh dgkuh gS cscl ,d vcyk&lh ;g [ksy gS ,d f?kukSuh&lh ukjh gS pht f[kykSus&lh mtM+s gq, peu esa vc cgkjsa fQj ltk, dkSu\ vfLerk yqVrh gS dksfM+;ksa ds eksy fdls dgsxh og j{kd vkSj Hk{kd dkSu\ dc rd O;fDr&O;fDr ls gh lgek&lgek jg tkrk ;w¡ /keZ ds uke ij dc rd eafnj efLtn rqM+ok,xk dHkh fgUnw rks dHkh eqfLye ds ygw ls gkFk jaxokvksxs bu vaf/k;kjs xfy;kjksa esa ,d nhi lgh tykvksxs] bl pØO;wg dks rksM+ dc rqe vfHkeU;q dgykvksxsA

xk¡/kh uxj Ldwy gekjk lkjs Ldwyksa ls ;g U;kjkA gekjs vknj.kh; izkpk;Z] nsrs gS ge lcdks Nk;kA f'kf{kdk,¡ ;gk¡ dh cM+h U;kjh] lkjs tx ls gSa ;s I;kjhA vknj djuk /keZ gekjk ,slk I;kjk Ldwy gekjkA vPNh ckrsa ;s fl[kykrha] HkVdksa dks ;g jkg fn[kkrha] i<+uk gS mn~ns'; gekjk] ,slk I;kjk Ldwy gekjkA vPNh ckrsa gesa fl[kkrk] ubZ Å¡pkb;ksa ij ys tkrkA jk¡ph ds Ldwyksa ls U;kjk ,slk I;kjk Ldwy gekjkA & vukst;k prqFkZ&c

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galrh xqfM+;k

eu] eafty] eqdke dks tks ns u;k vk;ke gksrk gj egd dk ifj.kke egd ds dbZ :i gSa] lc vyx vkSj [kwc gSaA cgdrk gS HkVdrk gS] gj lk¡l is pgdrk gSA izÑfr dh nqvk gS] tks lc [kq'kcqvksa ls tqnk gSA gj dksbZ tgk¡ tkrk gS Bgj] ;s gS Qwyksa dh egdA

jax lyksuk ,slk tSls] f[kyrh gqbZ lqcg dh /kwiA dksey fpduh ,slh tSls] nwc ij iM+h gh vksl dh cw¡nA cksy cksyrh ,sls ehBs] dks;y dh gks tSls dwdA galrh vkSj galkrh xqfM+;k] lqanj eu vkSj lqanj :iA & lqtkrk dqekjh prqFkZ&v

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u;k losjk vk;k

gksyh dk gqMn~ xa

tkxks mBks ns'kokfl;ksa u;k lcsjk vk;k xjhc dk csVk uk;d cudj ns'k pykus vk;kA mn; gqvk lwjt NaVk va/ksjk Nk;k u;k mft;kjk fodkl dh u;h c;kj cgkus pk; okyk eksnh vk;kA mBks tkxks--- u;k lcsjk vk;kA eksnh dh lqukeh us ,slk dgj cjik;k] m[kM+ x;k dkaxszl dk racw foi{k dk dqlhZ Hkh ugha cpk ik;kA jkgqy&fiz;adk] dstjh&lksfu;k lcdks lcd fl[kk;kA gkFkh&lkbZdy] ykyVsu&rhj lc x;k xM~
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& f'koe dqekj r`rh;&c

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Hkw catj gks tk;sxhA dSls Hkw[k feVk,xk rw\ nqfu;k fQj D;k [kk;sxh\ rsjk thou bl /kjrh ij ,d cks> cu tk;sxkA vHkh le; gS vHkh laHky tk] ojuk fQj iNrk;sxkA & uferk esgrk prqFkZ&c

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ehBs gksrh gS e/kq&feljh] eksnd lcdks I;kjs yxrsA [kM+h] pepe] cQhZ] gyok ehBs yxrs tc Hkh p[krsAA

dgha [kks u nsa ge] izÑfr dh 'kq) gokvksa dks xq.k fufgr feV~Vh dh {kerkvksa dks] ufn;ksa dh ygjkrh /kkjkvksa dks] ekuo fgr ds fy,] dgha bUgsa [kks u nsa geA lqfo/kkvksa dh ge nqfu;k esa 'kgjksa ds QSyko esa] lM+dksa dh pkSM+hdj.k esa] m|ksxksa ds fuekZ.k esa] izÑfr dh xksn esa] dgha [kks u ns isM+&ikS/kksa dks] vkdk'k esa mM+rs if{k;ksa dks] taxyksa dh 'kksHkk c<+krs thou dks] ty esa cls yk[kksa izkf.k;ksa dks] ekuo fgr ds fy, dgha bUgsa [kks u nsa geA

tks fny ds Hkhrj ls fudys og izse pk'kuh esa idrh] ,slh ehBh&ehBh cksyh lcdks Hkkrh] ehBh yxrhA

jksVh dk og lw[kk VqdM+k rqedks Qhdk&lk fn[krk gS] ij eq>dks ek¡ ds gkFkksa ls og lcls ehBk yxrk gSAA

ek¡ dk pqacu I;kjk yxrk] /kedkuk Hkh U;kjk yxrk] mldh xksnh ds vkxs rks flagklu Hkh gkjk yxrkAA & :ie Bkdqj

& f'kokaxh feJk

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ty gh thou gS ikuh gS xq.kksa dk [kkuA ikuh gS rks lc dqN gSA ikuh gS /kjrh dh 'kkuA i;kZoj.k dks uk cpk;k x;k rks og fnu t:j gh vk,xk] tc /kjrh ij gj balku cl ikuh&ikuh fpYyk,xk] :i, iSls /ku nkSyr dqN Hkh dke uk vk,xk] ;fn balku blh rjg /kjrh dks u"V djrk tk,xk] vkusokyh iq'rksa dk

dqN rks ge djs [;ky] ikuh ds cxSj Hkfo"; Hkyk dSls gksxk [kq'kgky\ & izhrh dqekjh "k"B&l

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firk

firk

ek¡ ?kj dk xkSjo gS rks firk ?kj dk vfLrRo gksrs gSaA ek¡ ds ikl vJq/kkjk gS rks firk ds ikl la;e gksrk gSA nksuksa le; dk Hkkstu ek¡ cukrh gS rks thouHkj Hkkstu dh O;oLFkk djus okys firk dks ge lgt gh Hkwy tkrs gSaA dHkh yxh tks Bksdj ;k pksV rks ^^vks ek¡^^ gh eq¡g ls fudyrk gS] ysfdu jkLrk ikj djrs le; dksbZ Vªd ikl vkdj cszd yxk;sa oks ^^cki js^^ ;gh eq¡g ls fudyrk gS] D;ksafd NksVs&NksVs ladVksa ds fy, ek¡ gS ij cM+s ladV vkus ij firk gh ;kn vkrs gSA firk,d oV o`{k gS ftldh 'khry Nk¡o esa lEiw.kZ ifjokj lq[k ls jgrk gSA

firk thou gS] lacy gS] 'kfDr gS firk l`f"V dh fuekZ.k dh vfHkO;fDr gS firk vaxqyh idM+s cPps dk lgkjk gS firk dHkh dqN [kV~Vk dHkh [kkjk gS firk ikyu gS] iks"k.k gS] ifjokj dk vuq'kklu gS firk /kkSal ls pyus okyk izse dk iz'kklu gS firk jksVh gS] diM+k gS] edku gS firk NksVs ls ifjans dk cM+k vkleku gS firk viznf'kZr vuar I;kj gS firk gS rks cPpksa dks bartkj gS firk ls gh cPpksa ds
& ekuoh prqFkZ&c

& losZ'k izlkn prqFkZ&c

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f'k{kk cgqr t:jh lkjs voxq.k pkgs ftruk dHkh u iwjh f'k{kk ikdj gh curs gSa] usrk vQlj] oSKkfud] eU=h] O;kikjh] ;k lk/kkj.k j{kdAA dŸkZO;ksa dk cks/k djkrh vf/kdkjksa dk nsrh KkuA

ok

gS f'k{kk] /kksrh f'k{kkA i<+ys ge ij] gksrh f'k{kkAA

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esjh uSuhrky ;k=k

f"kZd ijh{kk ds mijkUr eSa viuh eEeh&ikik ds lkFk uSuhrky ;k=k ds fy, x;hA

f'k[kj ij x,A jkLrk nqxZe Fkk ijUrq g¡lrs&xkrs fdlh rjg ge lc f'k[kj ij igq¡p x,A ;g pkSM+h leqnz rV ls 2]400 ehVj Åij gS] ;gk¡ ls >hy Li"V fn[kkbZ nsrk gSA

Hkkjr ds mŸkj izns'k ds dqek;w¡ izns'k esa uSuhrky uke dh ,d lqUnj uxjh clh gSA ;g i;ZVdksa dk LoxZ gSA ;g leqnz rV ls 1500 ehVj ÅpkbZ ij gSA NksVh&cM+h dqy feykdj blesa iUnzg >hysa gSaA uSuh >hy ds fdukjs clh gksus ds dkj.k bl uxjh dk uke uSuhrky iM+ x;kA bl >hy dk vkdkj u;u tSlk gSA dgrs gSa bldk lEca/k ekrk ikoZrh ds u;uksa ls gSA blds fdukjs uSuk nsoh dk izkphu eafnj Hkh gSA

;gk¡ ds fuoklh ljy] bZekunkj vkSj lh/ks gSaA Ny&diV rks mUgsa Nw rd ugha x;kA ;gk¡ vkl&ikl FkksM+h&FkksM+h nwjh ij Hkherky] uDdhrky tSls je.khd fidfud LFky gSA ekse ls cuh fofHkUu vkdkjksa dh jax&fcjaxh eksecfŸk;k¡ ;gk¡ dh fo'ks"k oLrqvksa esa ls gSaA bl uxjh dh 'kksHkk dk [kwc vkuUn mBkdj vkSj bldh Nfo dks ân; esa vafdr djds ,d lIrkg ckn ge vius ?kj ykSV vk,A & lkfu;k

uSuhrky igq¡prs gh geus viuk lkeku ,d gksVy esa j[kk vkSj py iM+s uSuh >hy esa ukSdk fcgkj ds fy,A ,d fnu geus ioZrkjksg.k dk dk;ZØe cuk;kA ge yksx phukihd

prqFkZ&v

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jGi;s dk lQjukek

H;rk ds 'kq:vkrh nkSj esa yksx vius mi;ksx ls vf/kd mRikfnr oLrqvksa dks nwljs dks ckaV nsrs FksA vkSj mlds cnys esa [kqn ds t:jr dh phtsa gkfly djrs FksA izkjaHk esa NksV& s NksVs jkt Fks tgk¡ oLrq fofue; vFkkzrZ ~ ,d oLrq ds cnys nwljh oLrq dk vknku&iznku laHko FkkA tc cM+s jkT;ksa dk fuekZ.k gqvk rks ;g iz.kkyh /khjs&/khjs [kRe gks xbZ vkSj blh deh dks iwjk djus rFkk fHkUu&fHkUu oLrqvksa dk ewY; fu/kkZj.k djus ds fy, ,d ekud dh t:jr eglwl gqbZ vkSj blh t:jr dks iwjk djus ds fy, eqnkz dk tUe gqvkA

;g ,d ikmaM LVfyZxa dk 1@5 Hkkx FkkA igys :i;s ¼11-66 xzke½ dks 16 vkus ;k 64 iSls ;k 192 ikbZ esa ck¡Vk tkrk FkkA Hkkjr esa :i;s dk n'keyohdj.k 1957 bZ- esa gqvkA bl izdkj Hkkjrh; :i;s dks 100 iSls esa ck¡V fn;k x;kA Hkkjr esa iSls dks igys ^^u;k iSlk^^ uke ls tkuk tkrk FkkA ns'k esa Hkkjrh; fjtoZ cSd a }kjk eqnkz tkjh dh tkrh gSA cSd a ksa us tkjh fd;k cSd a uksV % Hkkjr esa eqnkz dks fu;af=r djus okys Hkkjrh; fjtoZ cSd a dk xBu 1935 bZ- esa gqvkA o"kZ 1770 bZ- esa ^^cSd a vkWQ fgUnqLrku^^ uke ls ,d futh cSd a us cSd a uksV ¼tks :i;s ds rkSj ij izpfyr 'kCn gS½ tkjh fd;kA 1770 ls 1935 ds chp dbZ futh cSd a ksa us ns'k esa cSd a uksV tkjh fd;kA iwohZ Hkkjr esa caxky cSd a ] dydŸkk cSd a ] dkef'kZ;y cSd a ] ;wfu;u cSd a vkfn ize[q k futh cSd a ksa us uksV tkjh fd;sA blh rjg ls nf{k.k Hkkjr esa dukZVd cSd a ] ,f'k;kfVd cSd a ] xouZeVas cSd a ] cSd a vkWQ enzkl vkfn] rFkk if'pe Hkkjr esa Hkh cSd a vkWQ cacbZ] vksfj,aVy cSd a ] dkef'kZ;y cSd a vkWQ bafM;k vkfn ize[q k cSd a ksa us cSd a uksV tkjh fd;k FkkA

izkphu Hkkjr esa eqnkz vksa dks jktlŸkk dk izrhd ds :i esa le>k tkrk FkkA gkykafd bldk tUenkrk O;fDr vFkok laLFkk dkSu Fkk] bl ckjs esa lVhd tkudkjh ekStnw ugha gSA crk;k tkrk gS fd O;kikjh oxZ us vknku&iznku dh lqfo/kk gsrq lcls igys flDds rS;kj djok;sA laHkor% izkjaHk esa jkT; blds izfr mnklhu Fks] ysfdu /khjs&/khjs flDdksa ij jkT; dk iw.kZ fu;a=.k LFkkfir gks x;k FkkA dkSfVY; ds vFkZ'kkL= ls Kkr gksrk gS fd eqnkz fuekZ.k ij iw.kZr% jkT; dk vf/kdkj FkkA

'kq: esa futh cSd a ksa }kjk cSd a uksV tkjh fd;s tkus ds Øe esa :i;s dgus dk vFkZ lksuk ;k pk¡nh dk flDdk FkkA ,d rksyk pk¡nh ls cuk flDdk ,d :i;k vkSj ,d rksyk lksuk ls cuk flDdk ,d eksgj dgykrk FkkA lksus dh ,d eksgj dk ewY; lksyg :i;s FkkA vFkkZr~ lksus ds ,d flDds ¼eksgj½ ds cnys pk¡nh ds lksyg flDdksa ¼:i;ks½a dk ysu nsu FkkA

Hkkjr esa :i;s dh 'kq:vkr % :i;s 'kCn dk iz;ksx loZiFz ke 'ksj'kkg lwjh us Hkkjr esa vius 'kkludky ¼1540 bZ- ls 1545 bZ- rd½ ds nkSjku fd;k FkkA ekuk tkrk gS fd bl le; dk :i;k ,d pk¡nh dk flDdk FkkA bl flDds dk otu 178 xzus ¼rdjhcu 11-534 xzke½ FkkA 'ksj'kkg lwjh us rk¡cs vkSj lksus dk flDdk Hkh pyk;kA rk¡cs ds flDds dks ml le; nke vkSj lksus ds flDds dks eksgj dgk tkrk FkkA 'ksj'kkg lwjh ds 'kklu dky ds nkSjku pyk;k x;k :i;k vkt rd izpyu esa jgkA bl nkSjku bldk otu 1166 xzke FkkA vkSj blesa 91-7 izfr'kr rd 'kq) pk¡nh FkhA mUuhloha 'krkCnh ds var esa :i;s izFkkxr fczfV'k eqnkz fofue; nj ds vuqlkj ,d f'kfyax vkSj pkj isl a ds cjkcj FkkA ogha

uksV ;kuh fyf[kr ok;nk % uksV ,d vaxt zs h 'kCn gS ftldk vFkZ ^^fyf[kr ok;nk^^ gksrk gSA blesa fy[kk gksrk gS fd eSa /kkjd dks brus :i;s vnk djus dk opu nsrk gwA¡ ;g fyf[kr ok;nk vFkkZr~ uksV fy[k dj dksbZ cSd a tc fdlh fu/kkZfjr ewY; ds :i;s Nki dj dkxth :i;s tkjh djrk gS rks cSd a }kjk tkjh fd, x;s mu dkxth :i;s dks vaxt zs h esa cSd a uksV dgk tkrk gSA :i;s ds /kkjd dks bls vnk djus dh cSd a dh opuc)rk ¼fyf[kr ok;nk½ cSd a uksVksa dh igpku gSA & fuiq.kZ lIre&v

99

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is'a ku

fj'k vHkh Fkeh gh FkhA Nr ls ikuh fxj jgk FkkA mldh Vi&Vi vkokt 'kkafr dks Hkax dj jgh FkhA ij blh 'kkafr esa o`) vk¡[kksa esa cspSuh mRiUu gks jgh FkhA o`) dh vLoLFkrk mlds psgjs ls ugha tk ldrh FkhA dkairs :g esa >wfjZ;ksa ls Hkjk psgjk thou ds izfr FkdkoV dk fpUg~ izdV dj jgh FkhA ml grk'k eq[k ds lkeus vpkud FkjFkjkrs gkFkksa esa Xykl fy, cqf<+;k vkbZ vkSj mls Fkek fn;kA o`)k Fkdh gkjh&lh ekSu [kM+h FkhA mlds eq[k] mls dqN dgus ij foo'k dj jgs Fks dh o`) us dgk] ^^bl eghus 'kk;n fQj dqN xokuk iM+sxk] isa'ku rks vkus ls jgh^^A eq¡g vM+krs gq, o`)k us dkairs gksBksa ls dgk] ^^vkSj cpk gh D;k gS x¡okus ds fy,A mij ls lqLr ljdkj] cq<~ys dks f'k{kk dk lgkjk ns dj ckdh lius ml ij Fkksi fn,A nksuksa cguksa dh 'kknh cM+h eqf'dy ls gqbZ vkSj rc ls mUgksaus ek;ds dk psgjk ns[kuk t:jh ugha le>kA blh chp ea>ys csVs us Hkh 'kknh dj yhA cq<+s jkeukFk dh vk'kk,¡ vc ea>ys vkSj NksVs csVs ij fVdh gqbZ Fkh] ij HkkX; us le; ds lkFk D;k jax cnyk dh mUgsa Hkh lkalkfjd eksg ek;k us ugha NksM+kA ^^'kknh vkSj isa'ku ,d tSlh gS] nksuksa esa gh eqf'dy vkrh gSA^^ jkeukFk us ;g dg dj [kqn dks laHkkyk vkSj ,d >qBh galh gal nhA rc rd cqf<+;k vius thou ds vafre v/;k; fxu vkg Hkjus yxhA cq<+s jkeukFk ds fnekx esa vc dbZ loky Fks] ^^esjs ftank gksus ls 'kk;n isa'ku dh jQ~rkj /kheh gSA dk'k eSa ugha gksrk rks HkkX;orh dks bruk d"V u lguk iM+rkA^^ vc jkeukFk 'kk;n gkj x, FksA csVks ls Hkh dksbZ mEehn ugha FkhA Fkh rks flQZ iRuh ds fy, lgkuqHkwfrA vc rks cspus vkSj x¡okus ds fy, flQZ ,d pkjikbZ cph FkhA vpkud ckfj'k us u;k iSxke yk;kA /khjs&/khjs ikuh dh cw¡ns 'kksj epkus yxhA vkaxu esa cSBs jkeukFk >ksiM+h esa /kheh&/kheh lk¡ls Hkjrs pys x,A vkt dqN Fkd x, FksA dqN cksys ughaA VwVs&QwVs pkjikbZ esa tk dj ysV x, vkSj lkspus yxsA 'kk;n os vc thou ds 'kq:vkrh iy ;kn dj jgs FksA dSls ek¡ ds vk¡py esa Nqis] fd'kksjkoLFkk dh galh fBBksyh] viuk fookg] cPpksa dh fdydkfj;k¡A var esa viuh cnulhch dks dkslrs gq, mudh vk¡[ksa can gks xbZA cq<+k jkeukFk] Hkyk vkneh Fkk cspkjk] u vius csVksa dks ns[k ldk vkSj u gh isa'ku [kk ldkA & vkdk'k ;kno v"Ve&c

100

n`f"V dk ojnku bu vk¡[kksa dk egRo os ugha le> ikrs ftuds ikl vk¡[ksa gksrh gSaA cfYd bu vk¡[kksa dk egRo rks mUgsa ekywe jgrh gS tks bu vk¡[kksa dh n`f"V ls oafpr jg tkrs gSaA

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esa ekuo us bl nqfu;k esa cM+s gh Qqjlr ls cuk dj Hkstk gS ijUrq vxj blh Hkxoku us gesa bl n`f"V tSlh ojnku u iznku fd;k gksrk rksA ge rks fcuk n`f"V ds viuk thou O;rhr djus dk lksp Hkh ugha ldrsA bl n`f"V ds dkj.k gh ge vkt bl izkÑfrd lkSan;Z dks ns[k ,oa eglwl dj ldrs gSaA vkt bl nqfu;k esa ge ftrus Hkh dkfcy cu lds gS mlesa dgha u dgha bl n`f"V dk Hkh gkFk gSA vkt gekjs ikl lc dqN gS blfy, ge bu n`f"V tSlh ojnkuksa dks dgha u dgha Hkwyrs tk jgs gSaA vkt gekjs ikl vk¡[ksa gksdj Hkh ugha gSA vkt ge brus Hkz"V gks pqds gS fd vkt ge gekjs vkl&ikl esa gks jgs vijk/kksa dks Hkh u ns[k ik jgs gSaA vkt ge bl n`f"V tSlh ojnku dk ykHk ugha mBk ik jgs gSA vr% ;g Hkh lR; gh dgk x;k gS fd& gels rks vPNs mu ifjUnksa dh tkr gS ftuds ikl n`f"V u gksdj Hkh og ml dkfcy gS fd bl nqfu;k dks og ,d lgh vkSj ubZ jkg ij ys tk ldsA vr% gesa bl nqfu;k esa ekrk&firk ds ckn tks lcls cM+k rksgQk feyk gS oks n`f"V gh gSA vkt bl n`f"V

gksus ds dkj.k gh eSa ;g lc dqN fy[k ik jgh gw¡A vr% vkt vxj gesa vius lekt ls vU;k; dks gVkuk gS rks gesa bu n`f"V tSlh ojnku dk iz;ksx djuk gh gksxkA vjs gels rks vPNs os yksx gS tks viuh e`R;q ds ckn vius vk¡[kksa dks nku djuk gh viuk vafre mn~ns'; j[krs gSA eSa rks mu yksxksa dks lj xoZ ls mBk dj lykeh nsuk pkgw¡xh muds bl Hkys dke lsA ,sls gh yksxksa ds dkj.k vkt cgqrksa dks bl lqanj izÑfr dks ns[kus dk ekSdk feykA vr% eSa var esa ;gha fy[kuk pkgw¡xh fd bl n`f"V tSlh ojnku dks dHkh u Hkwy mudk flQZ lEeku dj] lEeku dj vkSj lEeku djA & lk{kh dqekjh n'ke&c

ge uUgsa lSfud rS;kj cksys t;&t; Hkkjr t;&t; Hkkjr HkkX;&fo/kkrk] ck¡/ks feydj ,d drkj] ge uUgsa lSfud rS;kjA tkxs&tkxks izgjh tkxks Hkkxks&Hkkxks nq'eu Hkkxks] lquks frjaxs dh yydkj] ge uUgsa lSfud rS;kjA

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t tc eSa vius chrs iyksa dks ;kn djrh gw¡ rks eq>s yxrk gS fd gekjk fo|ky; fdu Å¡pkb;ksa dks Nw jgk gSA ;g lksp dj esjk eu Hkko&foHkksj gks mBrk gSA eSua s 13 Qjojh 1984 dks f'k'kq fogkj esa ,d f'kf{kdk ds :i esa dk;Z 'kq: fd;kA rc gekjs fo|ky; esa cPpksa dh la[;k yxHkx lkS ;k Ms<+ lkS Fkh vkSj vkt gtkjksa esAa ;gk¡ rhljh] pkSFkh d{kk rd dh i<+kbZ gksrh FkhA ;gk¡ ds i<+k, gq, cPpksa dk nkf[kyk izk;% vPNs Ldwyksa esa gqvk djrk FkkA ;gk¡ ml le; ek= lkr vkB f'kf{kdk,¡ cPpksa dks i<+k;k djrh FkhA

jhtuy Mk;jsDVj dk dk;ZHkkj Jh ,y-vkj-lSuh th us laHkkykA mUgksua s Hkh gekjs fo|ky; rFkk jkaph tksu esa 'kS{kf.kd o v'kS{kf.kd dk;Z dks c<+kok fn;kA bu fnuksa twfu;j foax dh d{kkvksa dks ltkus laokjus ,oa 'kS{kf.kd dk;ksaZ dks c<+kok nsus esa Jherh 'kdqUryk lSuh eSe Hkh ihNs ugha jghaA bUgksua s Hkh bl Ldwy ds dk;Z{ks= dks cgqr c<+kok fn;k ftldk ifj.kke gS fd vkt os Mh-,-oh- uhjtk lgk; mPp fo|ky; dh iz/kkuk/;kfidk ds in ij dk;Zjr gSA vkt gekjs fo|ky; esa fdlh Hkh phtksa dh deh dk u gksuk lh-lh-,y- ds vf/kdkfj;ksa dks tkrk gS D;ksfa d fcuk buds lg;ksx ds gekjk fo|ky; v/kwjk jg tkrkA gekjk fo|ky; vkt fnu nwuh jkr pkSxuq h rjDdh dj jgk gS bldk lkjk Js; orZeku iz/kkuk/;kid Jh ,l-ds-flUgk th dks tkrk gSA vkt muds rFkk lqijokbtjh gsM Jherh xqt a u cSty eSe ds iz;klksa ls gh ge lHkh f'k{kd&f'kf{kdk,¡ esgur yxu vkSj I;kj ls lHkh cPpksa dks f'kf{kr dj jgs gSAa vkt gekjs fo|ky; ds lHkh f'k{kd&f'kf{kdkvksa ds vFkd ifjJe dk gh Qy gS fd bl fo|ky; dk fjtYV 'kr&izfr'kr gksrk gSA gekjk fo|ky; i<+kbZ ds lkFk&lkFk [ksy&dwn izfr;ksfxrk gks ;k lkaLÑfrd dk;ZØe gj {ks= esa lnk vkxs jgrk gSA

gekjs bl NksVs ls fo|ky; us cM+s ls fo|ky; dk :i /kkj.k rc fd;k tc ;g ^f'k'kq fogkj^ u jgdj 1990 esa ^^f'k'kq fogkj Mh-,-oh-^^ gks x;kA gekjs bl Ldwy dks vkxs c<+kus esa jhtuy Mk;jsDVj LoxhZ; ukjk;.k nkl xzkos j th dk cgqr cM+k gkFk FkkA ml le; gekjs bl fo|ky; ds izFke iz/kkuk/;kid Jh fgeka'kq dqekj eksgUrh th FksA vkt os mM+hlk esa jhtuy Mk;jsDVj ds in ij dk;Zjr gSA mUgksua s gh mPp fo|ky; dh uhao Mkyh vkSj Ldwy dks vkxs c<+kus esa viuk ;ksxnku fn;kA buds ;ksxnku ds lkFk lkFk Jherh Jhnsoh uk;j eSe ,oa gekjs lh-lh-,y ds vf/kdkfj;ksa us Hkh bl fo|ky; dks vkxs c<+kus esa cgqr cM+k lg;ksx fd;kA

vkt gekjs i<+k, gq, cPps MkWDVj] bathfu;j] ih-vks- vkSj vkbZ-,l- rd cu pqds gSAa vkt eSa bu i<+k, gq, Nk=&Nk=kvksa ds cPpksa dks Hkh f'kf{kr dj jgh gw¡ eq>s bl ckr dk cM+k xoZ gksrk gSA gekjs bl fo|ky; esa ukedj.k ds fy, yksxksa esa gksM+ yxh gksrh gSA

vc eSa mu fnuksa dh ;knsa vki lHkh dks crkuk pkgrh gw¡ tc gekjs LoxhZ; ,u-Mh-xzkos j th fo|ky; esa vkSpd fujh{k.k dj cPpksa dh d{kk Hkh fy;k djrs vkSj muls dbZ rjg ds iz'u iwNdj mUgsa tkudkfj;k¡ Hkh fn;k djrs FksA os lnk cPpksa dks Kkuizn fdrkcsa lekpkj i= i<+us rFkk nwjn'kZu ,oa jsfM;ks ij lekpkj lquus ds fy, izfs jr fd;k djrs FksA tc xzkos j th us iVuk tksu dk deku laHkkyk rc jk¡ph tksu ds

vkt lh-ch-,l-lh- us Hkh gekjs fo|ky; dks ,d vPNs Ldwy dh ekU;rk nh gS] ;s ge lHkh ds fy, xoZ dh ckr gSA gesa bl ckr ij cM+k xoZ gksrk gS fd gekjs iz/kkuk/;kid egksn; ds iz;klksa ls gekjk fo|ky; bl >kj[k.M esa viuk uke mTToy fd, gq, gSAa & Jherh pUnk jkuh f'kf{kdk

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ikojksVh esa jRu mlus egkRek ds psgjs ij ,d /kwr& Z g¡lh Hkh ns[khA cs'kd egkRek us ;g lkspk gksxk fd mlus mls vk/kh lsd a h ikojksVh nsdj ew[kZ cuk;k gSA

d jktk Fkk tks ;g tkuus ds fy, mRlqd Fkk fd yksx HkkX; [kqy tkus ij mldk mi;ksx dSls djrs gSa\ ,d fnu mlus 'kkgh ukuckbZ dks nks [kwclwjr ikojksfV;k¡ cukus dks dgkA muesa ls ,d rks lk/kkj.k gks ;k cM+k vkSj [kks[kyk gks vkSj nwljh esa jRu Hkjk gksA

blls jktk dh bPNk vkSj c<+ xbZA mlus rqjUr vius nks xqIrpj vf/kdkfj;ksa dks dgk fd os mu nksuksa dk ihNk djsa vkSj crk;sa fd mu nksuksa us ikojksfV;ksa dk mi;ksx dSls fd;kA mls 'kke dks [kcj fey xbZA ml egkRek us viuh >ksiM+h esa tkdj viuh nk<+h vkSj pksxk mrkjk rFkk vU; ,df=r HkksT; lkexzh ds lkFk ikojksVh Hkh [kk yhA fQj mlus nk<+h yxk;k vkSj egkRek dk pksxk igu fy;k vkSj cktkj esa Hkh[k ek¡xus fudy iM+kA

,d iqjkuk njckjh lIrkg esa ,d ckj izkr% [kSjkr ck¡Vk djrk FkkA jktk us mls fo'okl esa ysdj fo'ks"k ikojksVh ds ckjs esa dgk] ^^nksLr bls ,d ,sls O;fDr dks nsuk tks blds ;ksX; gksA nwljh ikojksVh fdlh dks Hkh ns ldrs gks tks rqels Hkh[k ek¡xus vk;sA izkr% dky mlds ikl nks O;fDr vk,A ,d dh yEch nk<+h Fkh vkSj og [kkl jax dk yEck pksxk igus Fkk] ftlls og egkRek tSlk yx jgk FkkA nwljk O;fDr ekewyh fHk[kkjh FkkA njckjh us jRu;qDr ikojksVh njos'k dks ns nh vkSj ekewyh ikojksVh fHk[kkjh dks nhA

fHk[kkjh us viuh >ksiM+h esa igqp ¡ dj ikojksVh dks dkVk vkSj mlesa jRu ns[k dj gSjku jg x;kA mldh iRuh [kq'kh ls mNy iM+h vkSj mlus vius fy, ,d d.Bk cukuk pkgkA ysfdu fHk[kkjh us dgk] ^^njckjh O;fDr ds }kjk Hkxoku us bls ,d egkRek dks fn;k vkSj egkRek us eq>s ns fn;kA ;g esjs tehj dk bErgku gSA igys eq>s njckjh egksn; ds ikl tYnh tkdj ;g irk djuk pkfg, fd ;s jRu dgha vutkus esa rks ikojksVh ds vUnj ugha jg x;sA pksj us njckjh ds ?kj ls pksjh djds jRuksa dks ikojksVh esa fNik fn;k gksxkA og 'kk;n bls lqjf{kr ?kj ys tkuk pkgrk gksxk fdUrq volj ugha feyk gksxkA fdUrq ;fn njckjh dks bldh tkudkjh Fkh vkSj mlus tku cw> dj egkRek dks mlds fgr ds fy, fn;k Fkk] rc bls egkRek ds ikl gh ykSVk nsuk Bhd gksxkA vU;Fkk] ge bls dqN vius fy, vkSj dqN t:jreUn iM+kfs l;ksa ds fy, mi;ksx esa yk ldrs gSAa ^^

jktk us vius egy ds NTts ls ;g ns[kkA mlus ns[kk fd egkRek ikojksVh ds otu dks ,d gkFk ls nwljs gkFk esa ysdj eglwl dj jgk gSA mlus Li"V :i ls ;g fu'p; fd;k fd ikojksVh Bhd ls lsd a h ugha xbZ gSA ^^esjs nksLr] ;g ikojksVh Hkkjh yxrh gSA blesa rqEgkjh ikojksVh ls vf/kd lkeku yxrk gSA eSa mruk Hkw[kk ugha gwA¡ geyksx bUgsa D;ksa u vny&cny dj ys\a ^^ mlus fHk[kkjh ls iwNkA fHk[kkjh us fcuk ,d 'kCn cksys viuh jksVh mlls cny yhA jktk us vius vki ls dgk] ^^Hkxoku vius vuUr Kku esa ugha pkgrs fd egkRek jRuksa ds eksg dk f'kdkj gksA os ugha pkgrs fd og vehj cu tk;sA^^

vkSj 'kh?kz gh fHk[kkjh jRuksa dks ysdj njckjh ls feyus pyk x;kA mls jktk us cqyk dj u dsoy mu jRuksa dks vius ikl j[kus ds fy, dgk] cfYd mldh vkn'kZ bZekunkjh ds fy, mls iqjLÑr Hkh fd;kA ^^fo/kkrk us bls ml /kks[ksckt ls >iV fy;k tks egkRek cuus dk s tks f'k{kk feyh gS] og cgqeYw ; gSA ;fn ikojksVh ds vny&cny ds fo"k; esa eSa viuh O;k[;k ls lUrq"V jgrk] rc eSa lR; tkuus ls oafpr jg tkrkA

jktk bl ?kVukØe dh viuh O;k[;k ls lUrq"V FkkA ysfdu

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Vuk mUuhloha 'krkCnh ds nwljs n'kd dh gSA baXySaM ds ,d dLcs Jwlcsjh esa lw;Z
xzwl us Hkh ml ckyd dh e/kqj eqLdqjkgV dk tokc eqLdqjkgV ls fn;k rFkk ckyd ls dsd dh dher ikus dk bartkj djus yxsA ckyd us iSls ugha fn, vkSj ihNs eqM+ x;kA feLVj xzwl us lkspk 'kk;n og ihNs j[kh dksbZ vkSj oLrq ilan djuk pkgrk gSA os vius LFkku ij [kM+s 'kkyhurk ls ckyd dks fugkjrs jgsA ij ckyd nqdku ds njokts ds ikl x;k rFkk ckgj fudy x;kA feLVj xwl z gSjku jg x, fd ;g D;k gqvk\ mUgsa rqjra gh le> vk x;k fd ckyd fcuk iSls fn, gh dsd dks ys tkus dh fu;r ls gh nqdku esa vk;k FkkA dkmaVj NksMd + j xzl w idM+k& s idM+ks dh vkoktsa yxkrs ml ckyd ds ihNs nkSMk+ ] rks mlus dsd ogh Qsd a k vkSj rsth ls nkSM+ fy;kA feLVj xwl z us igys rks dsd dks vius dCts esa fd;k fQj nkSMr+ s ckyd dh vksj ns[kk] tks xyh ds eksM+ ij tkdj vk¡[kksa ls vks>y gks x;k FkkA vc mUgsa ;kn vk;k fd csdjh [kqyh iM+h gSA ckyd dks idM+us ds iz;kl esa cM+h gkfu gks ldrh gSA og cM+cM+krs gq, viuh nqdku ij ykSV x,A

ml fnu Hkh feLVj xzwl nqdku esa FksA rHkh 7&8 lky dk ,d yM+dk mldh csdjh esa ?kqlkA mlus ,d vthc lk gSV igu j[kk FkkA feLVj xzql vius yxHkx lHkh xzkgdksa dks igpkurs FksA og ckyd feLVj xzql dks u;k yxkA feLVj xzwl ml u, xzkgd dk Lokxr djrs] mlls igys gh ml ckyd us viuk gSV ,d fo'ks"k vankt esa mrkjk vkSj ,d ?kqVuk tehu ij fVdkdj mudk vfHkoknu fd;kA feLVj xzwl ds fy, ;g ,d u;k vuqHko FkkA mUgksaus dqN eqLdqjk dj rFkk dqN >qddj ckyd ds vfHkoknu dk mÙkj fn;kA ckyd us b/kj&m/kj ?kwedj csdjh ls j[kh oLrqvksa dk fujh{k.k fd;kA dqN nsj ckn mlus ,d dsd dh vksj b'kkjk fd;kA feLVj xwzl us dsd dks dkxt ds fyQkQs esa can fd;k vkSj ckyd dks idM+k fn;kA dsd gkFk esa ysdj ckyd eqldk;kA feLVj

ckyd dks tc yxk fd vc dksbZ mldk ihNk ugha dj jgk gS rks mlus nkSM+uk can dj fn;kA og ,d vksj fNidj foJke djus yxkA rHkh fdlh us ml ckyd ds da/ks ij gkFk j[kkA gkFk dk Li'kZ ikdj ckyd ,dne pkSad iM+kA

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mls yxk fd vc og idM+k x;kA exj eqM+dj ns[kk] rks mldk cM+k HkkbZ ,jkEel Fkk] D;k gqvk pkyhZ\ bl rjg nkSM+dj ;gk¡ D;ksa fNis gks\ ,jkEEl us tkuuk pkgkA exj pkyhZ us tokc ugha fn;kA pqipki cM+s HkkbZ ds lkFk ?kj ykSV vk;kA ckyd dk iwjk uke pkYlZ MkfoZu FkkA mlds firk Jwlcsjh ds ,d izfrf"Br MkWDVj FksA os vius cPpksa dks Hkh i<+k&fy[kkdj vkxs c<+kuk pkgrs FksA pkYlZ MkfoZu dk cpiu Hkh 'kjkjrh gksus ds dkj.k ?kjokyks ds fy, fljnnZ cuk jgrk FkkA mldh Nfo ,slh cu xbZ Fkh fd ?kj esa dksbZ Hkh xM+cM+ gksrh] rks uke pkYlZ dk gh uke vkrk FkkA izkjaHk esa mls i<+kus dh ftEesnkjh mudh cgu djksfyuk dks lkSaih xbZ Fkh] exj pkYlZ MkfoZu us i<+us esa eu ugha yxk;k] rks ikl gh ikB'kkyk Fkh ftlesa mUgas HkrhZ djk;k x;kA pkYlZ MkfoZu d{kk esa lqLr] exj ckgj eSnku esa pqLr utj vkrk FkkA rst nkSM+us rFkk nwj iRFkj Qsadus dh {kerk dh vksj vU; cPpksa dk /;ku [khapus dks lnk ykyf;r jgrk FkkA pkYlZ MkfoZu dk ?kj izÑfr dh xksn esa fLFkr FkkA ?kj ds lkFk lVk NksVk exj lqanj cxhpk FkkA cxhps esa miyC/k Qwyksa dh fofo/krk us mls cgqr izHkkfor fd;k FkkA ?kj ds vanj jgus ds ctk; cxhps esa jguk mls vPNk yxrk FkkA cxhps ds dq,a ij pyrs jgV dh [kV~V&[kV~V dh vkokt mls e/kqj laxhr dk lq[k nsrh FkhA [kfut] dhV] flDds] Mkd fVdV rFkk ,slh gh vU; oLrqvksa dk laxzg og cpiu esa gh djus yxk FkkA dqŸksa ds lkFk [ksyuk rFkk ?kj ds fiNokM+s esa cgusa okyh unh esa eNfy;ka idM+uk mls lqgkrk FkkA pkYlZ MkfoZu dks cpiu ls gh lSj&likVk djus dk 'kkSd FkkA muds cpiu dh vf/kdka'k xjeh dh NqfV~V;ka mŸkjh osYl esa chrhA ;g {ks= izkÑfrd n`f"V ls cgqr le`) FkkA

MkfoZu xehZ;ksa esa fnu Hkj izkÑfrd utkjksa dks ns[kus ds fy, ?kwerk jgrkA Ldwy dh i<+kbZ esa pkyhZ dk eu fcYdqy Hkh ugha yxrk FkkA Ldwy esa HkkbZ rFkk cgu dh rqyuk esa mls cgqr de vad izkIr gksrs FksA bl dkj.k firk th ijs'kku jgrs FksA mudh n`f"V esa ckyd pkyhZ 'kjkjrh] QwgM+] vkylh rFkk csdkj HkVdus okyk FkkA ;nkdnk viuk xqLlk og pkyhZ ij mrkjrs jgrs FksA blh dkj.k mldh cgu rFkk HkkbZ dk ;g iz;kl jgrk fd pkyhZ dh dksbZ f'kdk;r firk ds ikl uk igqapsA ml fnu Hkh cM+s HkkbZ us cgu djksfyuk ds vfrfjDr fdlh dks dqN ugha crk;kA tc cgu djksfyuk us ?kVuk ds fo"k; esa tkap djus ds mn~ns'; ls dgk& pkyhZ vHkh rd rks rqe ?kj esa gh 'kjkjrs djrs FksA ?kj ds cxhps ls Qy pqjkrs FksA D;k vc ckgj Hkh pksjh djus yxs gks] tks nkSM+dj rqEgsa vkuk iM+k\ cgu dh ckr lqu dj pkyhZ eqLdjk fn;kA fQj cksyk& ckr 'keZ dh rks gS exj oSlh ugha] tSlh rqe le> jgh gksA pksjh djus dk esjk dksbZ bjknk ugha FkkA ?kj esa 'kjkjr t:j djrk gw¡ bldk ;g vFkZ ugha fd eSa okLro esa [kjkc gw¡A Ldwy dh i<+kbZ esa esjk eu ugha yxrk rks eSa D;k d:¡\ njvly g¡lh rks eq>s bl ckr ij vkbZ fd guh us eq>s csodwQ cuk;k vkSj eSa cu Hkh x;kA mlus eq>s ,d gSV fn;k vkSj crk;k fd gSV igudj fdlh Hkh nqdku esa tkvks vkSj fo'ks"k vankt esa >qddj nqdkunkj dk vfHkoknu djks] rks nqdkunkj fdlh Hkh oLrq ds iSls ugha ysrkA eSa guh dh ckr dks Vªk; djus ds fy, gh feLVj xzwl dh csdjh esa x;k FkkA Hkxoku dk 'kqØ gS] tks cp x;kA ojuk cgqr egaxk] iM+rk eqQ~r dk dsdA nksgjh ekj iM+rh ogk¡ feLVj xzwl dh vkSj ?kj esa firkth dh vyx lsA cPpksa] vki bruk esa le> gh x, gksaxs fd ;g pkYlZ MkfoZu Fks ftUgksaus vkxs tkdj viuk uke fo'o ds egkure oSKkfudksa dh lwph esa ntZ djk;kA & Lokrh n'ke&n

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ladYi

o ladYi nwljksa ds dY;k.k ds fy, ladYi ysus dh ijEijk gekjh _f"k ijEijk jgh gSA osnksa esa blds lwDr feyrs gSa ftuesa f'ko ladYi lwDr gSA mldk igyk ea= gS& ^^rUes eu% f'ko ladYieLrq^^

ladYi mls dgrs gSa tc ge vius y{; dks izkIr djus ds fy, n`<+ fu'p;h gks tkrs gSaA vkSj fu'p; dks okLrfodrk esa ifjofrZr dj nsrs gSaA ladYi dh 'kfDr dYiukrhr gSA ladYi og 'kfDr gS ftlesa ls miyfC/k;ksa dk cht vadqfjr ,oa fodflr gksrk gSA ladfYir O;fDr vius le; dh cckZnh ugha djrkA deZ ,oa iq:"kkFkZ ls vius ladYi dks iwjk djrk gSA fcuk lkgl ,oa fgEer ds ladYi ugha gksrkA lkgl ,d ,slk vuwBk xq.k gS tks lQyrk rd igq¡pus dh {kerk j[krk gSA ,d dfo us Bhd gh dgk gS& dne pwe ysrh gS [kqn c<+ dj eafty vxj eqlkfQj fgEer u gkjsA 'kfDr dk L=ksr ladYi gS vkSj ladYi dh ij[k foifŸk esa gksrh gSA eu dk ladYi vkSj 'kjhj dk ijkØe fdlh dke esa yxk fn;k tk; rks lQyrk feyuk fuf'pr gSA /khjt /kjksA u /ku ls dke gksrk gS] u cy ls dke gksrk gSA u uke ls dke gksrk gS u ;'k lsA oju ladYi dh dfBukb;ksa dh laxhu nhokjksa dks rksM+dj viuk jkLrk cuk ysrk gSA usiksfy;u cksukikVZ ds ckjs esa dgk tkrk gS fd og Hkh ladYi dk /kuh FkkA mlds 'kCndks'k esa vlaHko 'kCn flQZ 'kCndks'k esa gksrk gS ysfdu dksbZ dke vlaHko ugha gksrkA usiksfy;u dks vkYIl ioZr ikj djuk FkkA ioZr ds uhps cSBh cw<+h vkSjr ls usiksfy;u us iwNk& ^^ek¡] eSa bl ioZr dks ikj djuk pkgrk gw¡^^ rks cw<+h vkSjr us dgk& ^^rw ikj ugha dj ldsxk^^A iwNk D;ksa\ rks cksyh& vkt rd dksbZ ikj ugha dj ldkA rks usiksfy;u us dgk& ^^eSa rks ikj djds jgw¡xk^^A rks ml cw<+h vkSjr us dgk& rw ikj gks tk,xkA usiksfy;u us iwNk] fd ^^vHkh rks rw dg jgh Fkh fd ikj ugha dj ldsxk vkSj vc dg jgh gS fd ikj dj tk,xk^^A cw<+h ek¡ us dgk] vHkh rd fdlh us ugha dgk fd eSa rks ikj djds jgw¡xkA rw igyk O;fDr gS ftlus dgk ikj djds jgw¡xkA rks ikj djus dk ladYi dj ysxk rks ikj gks gh tk,xkA vkSj ,d fnu usiksfy;u us vkYIl ioZr ikj dj fy;kA ;g gS ladYi 'kfDr dk dekyA Lokeh foosdkuUn dgrs gSa& ^^,slk dHkh u dguk fd tks bPNk gksxh ogh dj ldrs gks] rqe loZ'kfDreku gks^A fdlh Hkh O;fDr ds usd ea'kk ds lkFk&lkFk blesa mlds ladYi dk tqM+k gksuk ije vko';d gSA D;ksafd thou esa ladYi ds vkrs gh O;fDr ÅtkZ ls vksr&izksr gks tkrk gSA vkSj ;g ÅtkZ mls mlds y{; rd igq¡pk dj gh fojke ysrh gSA var esa eSa ;gh dguk pkgw¡xh fd ;gh ladYi gekjs ekxZ dks iz'kLr djrk gS vkSj gesa ges'kk vkxs c<+us dh izsj.kk nsrk gSA & e/kq 'kekZ fgUnh f'kf{kdk

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Hkk

dHkh u cSBas HkkX; Hkjksls

X; og fny:ck gS ftldk lkFk gj dksbZ pkgs] dHkh g¡lk;s] dHkh ;s :yk;sA

ds cy ij lqfuf'pr dj ldrs gSaA Hkwrdky esa ?kfVr ,sfrgkfld ?kVukvksa ij ;fn ge izdk'k Mkysa rks ge ik;saxs fd HkkX; lnSo mlh dk lkFk nsrk gS tks ifjJe djuk tkurk gSA ;fn HkkxhjFk HkkX; ds Hkjksls cSBs gksrs rks 'kk;n xaxk dk vorj.k /kjrh ij ugha gksrk vkSj muds oa'k dk m)kj ugha gksrkA ;fn lkfo=h HkkX; ds Hkjksls cSBrh rks 'kk;n mldk ifr iquthZfor ugha gksrkA

HkkX; og vuns[kh vatkuh lh igsyh gS] ftldh xqRFkh lqy>kus dk nkok dksbZ Hkh Hkfo";oDrk ;k thfor egkiq:"k ugha dj ldrkA vDlj dgk tkrk gS& Hkfo"; fdlh us ugha ns[kkA ;g dFku vius vki esa lkFkZd gS] dy fdlus ns[kk\ ysfdu vkus okys dy ds fy, ge ltx gksdj esgur ds cy ij dy dks l¡okj ldrs gSaA vkus okys dy dks HkkX; ds Hkjksls u NksM+dj mls ifjJe

c

vr% gesa gj igyw dk ewY;kadu djds ml ij fopkj djds dk;Z djuk pkfg,A fQj ge ;g dgus ls rkSck djsxa & s dHkh u cSBs HkkX; ds HkjkslAs & lquhrk flUgk f'kf{kdk

ew[kZ T;ksfr"kh

gqr le; igys dh ckr gSA ,d vkneh Fkk dh rkjksa dh enn ls yksxksa dk Hkfo"; crkrk FkkA og dkQh i<+k&fy[kk FkkA og ;g Hkh tkurk Fkk fd rkjksa vkSj xzgksa dh ,d fo'ks"k fLFkfr gksrh gSA og vkneh vius vki dks T;ksfr"kh ;k Hkfo";oDrk dgrk FkkA

,slk yxk fd vc dqN le; ckn nqfu;k u"V gks tk,xhA ;g lksprs&lksprs vpkud gh T;ksfr"kh ,d dhpM+ ls Hkjs xM~
jkr ds le; og vkleku dks ns[krkA mldk v/;;u djrk vkSj fQj Hkfo"; esa gksus okyh ?kVukvksa ds ckjs esa lgh&lgh crk nsrk FkkA rkjksa dh xfr ds v/;;u ls og ;g rd crk nsrk Fkk fd vc vkxs D;k gksus okyk gSA bu lc ds ckotwn T;ksfr"kh dkQh HkqyDdM+ balku FkkA og cgqr lkjh ckrsa Hkwy tkrk FkkA ,d 'kke dks T;ksfr"kh vius ?kj dh vksj ykSV jgk FkkA lM+d ds fdukjs&fdukjs pyrs gq, mldks

f'k{kk % dksbZ Hkh O;fDr Hkfo"; ds ckjs esa lgh&lgh ugha crk ldrkA & iz.k; ?kks"k prqFkZ&v

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fi

firk vkSj iq=

rk vius iq= dks xksn esa fy, cSBk FkkA dgha ls ,d dkSok mM+dj muds lkeus [kijSy ij cSB x;kA

,d fnu firk pVkbZ ij cSBs FksA ?kj esa dksbZ mlds iq= ls feyus vk;kA firk us iwNk& ^dkSu vk;k gS\^

iq= us firk ls iwNk & ^;g D;k gS\^ firk & ^dkSok gSA^ iq= us fQj iwNk& ^;g D;k gSA^ firk us fQj dgk& ^;g dkSok gSA^ iq= ckj&ckj iwNrk Fkk& ^D;k gS\^ firk Lusg ls ckj&ckj dgrk Fkk& ^dkSok gSA^

iq= us uke crk fn;kA FkksM+h nsj esa ?kj esa dksbZ vkSj vkneh vk;k firk us fQj iwNkA bl ckj fpYykdj dgk& ^vki pqi&pki D;ksa ugha jgrsA vkidks dqN djuk&/kjuk rks gS ughaA dkSu vk;k\ dkSu vk;k\ ;g Vk¡;&Vk¡; fnuHkj D;ksa yxk, jgrs gSa\ firk us yach lk¡l [khaph gkFk ls flj idM+kA cM+s nq%[k Hkjs Loj esa dgus yxk& ^esjs ,d ckj iwNus ij rqe Øks/k djrs gks vkSj rqe lSdM+ksa ckj iwNrs] ;s ;g D;k gS ,d gh ckr& ^;g D;k gS\^ eSaus dHkh rqEgsa f>M+dk ughaA eSa ckj&ckj dgrk dkSok gSA

dqN o"kksZa esa iq= cM+k gks x;k vkSj firk cw<+k gks x;kA

vius ekrk&firk dk frjLdkj djus okys ,sls yM+ds cgqr cqjs ekus tkrs gSaA gesa lnk bl ckr dks /;ku esa j[kuk pkfg, fd ekrk&firk us gekjs ikyu&iks"k.k esa fdruk d"V mBk;k gS vkSj gels fdruk Lusg fd;k gSA & lqnh"V dqekj >k r`rh;&c

l

vehj dkSu j ,d di nw/k feysxk D;k\ 6 ekg ds cPps dh ek¡ us QkboLVkj gksVy eSustj ls iqNk---! eSustj gk¡ 100 :- esa feysxk---! Bhd gS ns nks efgyk us dgk--- tks fidfud ds nkSjku bl gksVy esa Bgjh Fkh] lqcg tc xkM+h esa okil tk jgh Fkh rks cPps dks fQj Hkw[k yxh] xkM+h dks VwVh >ksiM+h okyh iqjkuh lh pk; dh nqdku ij jksdkA cPps dks nw/k fiyk dj 'kkar fd;k---! nw/k ds iSls iwNus ij cw<+k nqdku ekfyd cksyk& vjs] chVok rw dk gedk ;gk¡ iki p<+kus okLrs vkbZ gS] cPpk rks ^cky xksiky^ dk :i gksor gS] ,sls nw/k ds iSls ysds gesa jktk cuuk Hkh eatwj ukghA ^^cPps dh ek¡ ds fnekx esa ,d loky ckj&ckj ?kwe jgk Fkk fd vehj dkSu\ Qkbo LVkj gksVy okyk ;k VwVh >ksiM+h okyk\ & oSHkoh f}rh;&c

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ekrk&firk gekjs izFke xq:

ek

rk&firk dk gekjs thou esa cgqr egRo gksrk gSA os gekjs izFke xq: vkSj ekxZn'kZd gSA ,slk dgk tkrk gS fd ek¡ dh xksn esa izFke ikB'kkyk vkSj firk ds da/kksa ij izFke ekxZ gksrk gSA

ds lkFk&lkFk ;knxkj iy fcrkuk gS rks mudk lEeku izFke nkf;Ro gSA & fj;k dqekjh prqFkZ&l

cPpksa ds izfr muds ekrk&firk dk I;kj vkSj yxu muds [kq'kgkyh thou ds fy, cgqr vko';d gksrk gSA Hkxoku ges'kk gekjs lkFk ugha jgrs gSaA blfy, mUgksaus ekrk&firk dks cuk;k gS rkfd oks gekjs lkFk jg lds gekjk /;ku j[k lds gekjh j{kk dj ldsA fQj Hkh dqN cPps ,sls gSa tks vius ekrk&firk dk bTtr ugha djrs gSaA csotg ijs'kku djrs gSaA vius ekrk&firk

Hkxoku ds Mkfd,

cw>ks rks----

i{kh vkSj ckny ;s Hkxoku ds Mkfd, gSa] tks ,d egkns'k ls nwljs egkns'k dks tkrs gSaA ge rks le> ugha ikrs gS exj mudh ykbZ fpfV~B;k¡ isM+ ikS/ks] ikuh vkSj igkM+ cpkrs gSaA ge rks dsoy ;g vk¡drs gS fd ,d ns'k dh /kjrh nwljs ns'k dks lqX/k Hkstrh gSA vkSj og lkSjHk gok esa rSjrs gq, if{k;ksa dh ik¡[kksa ij frjrk gSA vkSj ,d ns'k dk Hkki nwljs ns'k esa ikuh cudj fxjrk gSA

1-

chp cktkj esa lkeus lcds] FkSyk ysds vk;k pksjA can nqdku dk rkyk [kksyk] lkjk eky ys x;k cVksjA mŸkj % Mkd ys tkus okyk

2-

ugha eSa feyrk ckx esa] vk/kk Qy gS] vk/kk QwyA dkyk gw¡ ij ehBk gw¡] [kk ds u ik;k dksbZ HkwyA mŸkj % xqykc tkequ

3-

ftruh T;knk lsok djrk] mruk ?kVrk tkrk gw¡A lHkh jax dk uhyk&ihyk] ikuh ds lax Hkkrk gw¡A mŸkj % lkcwu

& yDdh dqekjh

& flztk lkgk

v"Ve&v

lIre&v

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,

ukjh dh egRrk d ugha nks&nks ek=k,¡ ^uj* ls c<+dj **ukjh^^ ;g 'kk'or lR; gSA ;gh dkj.k gS fd gekjs /kkfeZd xazFkksa esa Hkh ukfj;ksa dks LFkku fn;k x;k gSA

;Fkk& lhrk&jke] jk/kk&Ñ".k] y{eh&ukjk;.kA ;gk¡ lhrk] jk/kk ,oa y{eh dks izkFkfedrk nh x;h gS ,oa jke] Ñ".k ,oa ukjk;.k dks f}rh; izkFkfedrk nh x;h gSA vr% ;g Lo;a fl) gS] ,d ugha nks&nks ek=k,¡ uj ls c<+dj ukjhAA O;kdj.k dh n`f"V ls Hkh uj 'kCn esa nks ek=k,¡ gSa] ,oa ukjh 'kCn esa pkj ek=k,¡ gSaA blls Hkh izekf.kr gksrk gS fd uj ls ukjh Js"B gSA ;gh dkj.k gS dh /kkfeZd xzaFkksa esa mn~ ?kks"k.kk dh x;h gSA ^^;= ukjfLrq iwT;Urs jeUrs r= nsork^^AA vFkkZr~ tgk¡ ukfj;ksa dk lEeku gksrk gS] ogha nsorkvksa dk fuokl gksrk gSA ukjh ekr` 'kfDr gSA vr% gesa ges'kk ukfj;ksa dk lEeku djuk pkfg,A & nh{kk 'kekZ ckjgoha&l

D;k fy[kw¡

ftUnxh vkSj ekSr

Ldwy eSxthu Nius dk feyk gesa lekpkj Vhpj us dgk fy[k Mkyks vkfVZdy rqe nks pkj dfork fy[kw¡] dgkuh fy[kw¡ fy[kw¡ ys[k ;k lekpkj D;k fy[kw¡\ D;k fy[kw¡\ lkspdj gqvk fnekx [kjkcA nks rhu fnu chr x,] rks Vhpj us ek¡xk ys[k] eSaus dgk & eSe eSxthu Nius esa vHkh gS nsjA^^ le; feyk fQj FkksM+kA fy[k Mkyh ;g dforkA lkspdj fd g¡lsaxs lHkhA ikBd vkSj ikfBdkA

ftUnk Fks rks fdlh us ikl fcBk;k ugha] vc [kqn esjs pkjksa vksj cSBs pys tk jgs gSaA igys fdlh us esjk gky u iwNk vc lHkh vk¡lw cgk;s pys tk jgs gSaA ,d :eky Hkh HksaV ugha fd;k tc ge ftUnk Fks] vc 'kkWy vkSj diM+s Åij ls vks<+k;s pys tk jgs gSaA lcdks irk gS fd 'kkWy vkSj diM+s fdlh ds dke ds ugha exj fQj Hkh cspkjs nqfu;knkjh fuHkk, pys tk jgs gSAa dHkh fdlh us ,d oDr dk [kkuk rd u f[kyk;kA vc nslh ?kh eq¡g esa Mkys pys tk jgs gSaA ftUnxh esa ,d dne Hkh u lkFk py ldk dksbZ] vkSj vc Qwyksa ls ltkdj d¡/ks ij mBk;s pys tk jgs gSAa vkt irk pyk ekSr ftUnxh ls csgrj gS] ge rks csotg gh ftUnxh dh pkgr fd, tk jgs gSaA & vkLFkk tk;loky

& fleju v"Ve&c

uoe&c

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oS

'kc&,&cjkr ¼nqvkvksa dh jkr½

ls rks eqLyekuksa ds lcls cM+s R;ksgkj ds :i esa bZn euk;k tkrk gS ij 'kc&,&cjkr dk ,d vyx egRo gSA 'kc&,&cjkr ds fnu gekjs vkus okys ,d lky dk ys[kk&tks[kk gksrk gS fd gesa vkus okys lky esa D;k [kk,¡xs] D;k fi,¡xs] D;k igusaxs] fdrus usd dke djsaxs vkSj fdrus cqjsA bl fnu ;g Hkh r; gks tkrk gS fd dc dgk¡] fdl oDr cPps dk tUe gksxk ;k fdlh dh e`R;qA ;w¡ dgsa rks gekjh fdLer fy[k nh tkrh gSA ij vYyk ikd dk dguk gS fd oSls rks gekjh fdLer fy[k nh xbZ gS ij ge gekjs ifjJe vkSj [kqnk ls ek¡xh nqvkvksa ls mls cny ldrs gSaA 'kc&,&cjkr dks NqVdkjs dh jkr Hkh dgk tkrk gS D;ksafd bl fnu yksx vius fd, x, xqukgksa dh ekQh ekaxrs gSaA dgk tkrk gS fd bl fnu la/;k ls Hkksj gksus ds le; rd esa ,d dksbZ ,slk igj gksrk gS tc vkidh lkjh nqvk,¡ dqcwy gksrh gS blfy, yksx jkr&Hkj uekt+ks vkSj nqvkvksa esa e'kxwy jgrs gSa D;ksafd fdlh dks ml igj ds ckjs esa tkudkjh ugha gS fd nqvkvksa ds dqcwy gksus okyk dkSu&lk igj gSA bl ykHk esa ;s Hkh ekU;rk gS fd bl fnu tks yksx xqt+j x, gSa mudh :g ¼vkRek½ vius ?kjksa dks vkrh gSA ;s ckr vyx gS fd vke yksx mlls :c: ugha gks ldrsA & lkfnvk bjQku ckjgoha&l

iRFkj fny 'kh'ks ds gSa] egy ;gk¡ muesa iRFkj fny okys jgrs gSa vlyh ckr fNikdj fny esa] tqcka ls dqN vkSj gh dgrs gSa 'kh'ks ds gSa egy ;gk¡ muesa iRFkj fny okys jgrs gSa mu egyksa ds lkeus dqN Hkys yksx Hkh jgrs gSa lqukbZ u ns mudk jksuk blfy, egyksa esa t+ksj ls g¡lrs gSaA 'kh'ks ds gSa egy ;gk¡ muesa iRFkj fny okys jgrs gSa :[kh lq[kh [kkdj xjhc

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fQj pSu dh uhan lksrs gSa [kk&ihdj cxZj&Mkslk oks egyksa esa jkr dks jksrs gSa 'kh'ks ds gSa egy ;gk¡ muesa iRFkj fny okys jgrs gSa egy okyksa ds vk, [kjksap gj iy lqf[kZ;ksa esa oks jgrs gSa vkSj xjhc xqtjs] gj nq[k ls ij cl g¡lrs g¡lrs lgrs gSaA 'kh'ks ds gSa egy ;gk¡ muesa iRFkj fny okys jgrs gSaA & eksfu"kk jkuh lIre&l

,

xqfM+;k fdldh\

d ckj pkj nksLr ,d lkFk ns'kkVu ij fudys FksA pkjksa nksLr esa ,d c<+bZ] ,d lqukj] ,d nthZ vkSj ,d czkg~e.k 'kkfey FksA pyrs&pyrs taxy vk;k vkSj jkr gks xbZA taxy esa vanj tkdj dksbZ ladV u vk tk,] blfy, pkjksa nksLrksa us ogha jkr fcrkus dk eu cuk fy;kA lHkh ckjh&ckjh ls igjk nsus ds fy, jkth gks x,A jkr ds igys igj dk igjk c<+bZ dks nsuk Fkk] lks oks tkxrk jgk vkSj ckdh lks x,A le; fcrkus ds fy, ikl iM+h ydM+h dks oks rjk'kus yxk vkSj rjk'kus ds ckn ,d [kwclwjr lh xqfM+;k cuk nhA

vkHkw"k.k iguk fn,A vkHkw"k.kksa dh otg ls xqfM+;k dh 'kksHkk vkSj c<+ xbZA vc pkSFks igj esa czkg~e.k igjk nsus ds fy, tkxkA tc mldh ut+j lth&laojh xqfM+;k ij iM+h] rks mlus vius ea= 'kfDr dk iz;ksx fd;k vkSj mlesa tku Mky nhA oks dkB dh xqfM+;k tc ,d ltho L=h esa ifjofrZr gqbZ rks pkjksa vksj laxhr ygfj;k¡ lqukbZ nsus yxhaA laxhr dh vkokt+ ls ckdh ds nksLr Hkh tkx x,A os pkjksa nksLr ml lqUnj L=h ls fookg djuk pkgrs FksA vc pkjksa bl lqUnj L=h ds vfLrRo esa vkus dk Js; Hkh [kqn dks nsus yxs vkSj ml ij [kqn dk vf/kdkj Hkh trkus yxsA

vc nwljk igj 'kq: gksrk rks c<+bZ us nthZ dks txk fn;k vkSj Lo;a lksus py x;kA vc jkr dk igj vkSj dksbZ Hkh vkl&ikl tkxk gqvk ugha FkkA le; fcrkus ds fy, b/kj&m/kj dqN ns[kus yxkA rHkh mldh utj c<+bZ }kjk cukbZ xbZ xqfM+;k ij iM+hA bruh I;kjh xqfM+;k dks ns[kdj mlds fy, oL= cukus dk eu fd;kA lks nthZ mlds fy, diM+s cukus yxkA

pkjksa dks >xM+rs ns[k oks L=h cksyh ^:dks] yM+ks erA eq>ls fookg dkSu djsxk\ bldk fu.kZ; ifj;ksa dh jkuh djsxhA^ mlus vius gkFk Åij mBk;k vkSj rHkh vkleku esa ,d ijh izdV gqbZ iwNk] vki pkjksa blls fookg djuk pkgrs gSa\ pkjksa us ,d Loj esa dgk ^gk¡---A^ ifj;ksa dh jkuh cksyh c<+bZ] vkius ydM+h ls bl xqfM+;k dk fuekZ.k fd;kA 'kjhj dks rjk'k dj mls :i nsuk ijes'oj dk dk;Z gksrk gS] rks vki dSls blls fookg djsaxs\

xqfM+;k ds fy, oL= flyrs&flyrs tkus dc nwljk igj chr x;k] ekywe gh ugha pykA tSls gh rhljk igj vk;k nthZ lksus pyk x;k vkSj lqukj igjk nsus yxkA

c<+bZ lksp esa iM+ x;kA ijh us czkg~e.k ls iwNk vkius bl xqfM+;k esa izk.k QwadsaA bldk eryc vki bl xqfM+;k ds firk gq,A bl fLFkfr esa vki Hkh blls fookg ugha dj ldrsA^ ijh nthZ dh vksj eqM+h vkSj cksyh& ^vkius bls oL= fn, gSA oL= nsuk HkkbZ dk drZO; gksrk gSA HkkbZ&cgu dk fookg dSls gks ldrk gS\^

lqukj dh ut+j tc ml lqUnj lh xqfM+;k ij iM+h rks mlus mls

ckr lqudj nthZ Hkh lksp esa iM+ x;kA ijh var esa lqukj dh vksj eqM+h vkSj cksyh ^vkius bldk Ük`axkj fd;kA Ük`axkj djuk ifr dk dk;Z gksrk gSA blfy, vki gh blls fookg djsaxsA^ pkjksa nksLr ijh dh bl ckr ls lger gq, vkSj lqukj ls mldk fookg lEiUu gqvkA & mTToyk flUgk "k"B&c

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Staff Details (Senior Wing) Sl. No. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 38.

Name of the Employee Mr. Sunil Kumar Sinha, Principal Dr. Ramakant Sahu Mr. Nirakara Acharya Mr. Pushp Kumar Jha Ms. Purnima Mitra Mr. Amit Dutta Dr. Manoj Kumar Mr. Ajay Jha Dr. Arti Saxena Mr. Ajay Kumar Singh Ms. Bithi Ganguly Ms. Sharmila Sinha Ms. Vineeta Nand Ms. Lopamudra Mohapatra Mr. Prasant Kumar Ghosh Mr. Sheo Kumar Prasad Prabhakar Mr. Subodh Kumar Gupta Mr. Ganesh Prasad Mishra Ms. Kavita Mukherjee Mr. Mithilesh Kumar Pandey Mr. Paritosh Kumar Ms. Roshi Wadhwani Ms. Jyotiprava Sarangi Mr. Govind Jha Mr. Krishna Kumar Prasad Ms. S.M. Vasudha Mr. Deepti Kumar Sinha Ms. Sandhya Rani Panda Ms. Kishori Reena Mr. Puran Chand Arya Ms. Kanti Dubey Mr. Prem Prakash Ms. Jaya Jaiswal Mr. Amit Kumar Ms. Abhilasha Mr. Ajay Jha Mr. Bhavesh Kumar Pathak Mr. Rama Kant Tiwari

Qualification M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed., Ph.D. M.Sc. (Phy.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. M.A. (Eco.), B.Ed. M.C.A. M.Com., B.Ed., Ph.D. M.A. (Eng.), PGDTE (CIEFL), Hyderabad M.A. (Eng.), Ph.D., B.Ed. M.Sc. (Phy.), B.Ed. M.A. (Geo.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Zoology), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Botany), B.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), M.Ed., PGCTE (CIEFL) Hyderabad, PGJMC (IGNOU) M.Sc. (Maths), M.Sc. (Statistics), B.Ed. M.A. (Hindi), B.Ed. M.C.A., Phy. (Hons.) M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Biology), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), B.Sc. B.Ed., IM (System) M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. B.P.Ed. B.F.A M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A. (History), B.Ed. M.A. (History), M.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A., B.Ed. M.A. (Pol. Sc.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. B.Sc. (CBZ), M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed.& HRD M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. M.A. (Hindi), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Phy.), B.Ed. M.A. (Hindi), B.Ed.

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Staff Details Sl. No. 39. 40. 41. 42. 43. 44. 45. 46. 47.

Name of the Employee Ms. Soma Ghatak Ms. Lakshmi Kumari Mr. Amar Nath Shaw Mr. Kunal Kishor Ms. Sneh Kumari Mr. Lalita Mohan Tripathy Ms. Jyoti Mishra Dr. Sachidanand Jha Mr. K. Nalini (Librarian)

Qualification M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A. (Sanskrit), Sangeet Prabhakar M.A. (Hindi), B.Ed. M.P.Ed., B.P.Ed. M.A. (Eco.), B.Ed. M.A. (Sanskrit), B.Ed. M.Com., B.Ed. M.A. (Sanskrit), B.Ed., Ph.d. M.A. MLIS, CTE, (IGNOU)

Junior Wing Sl. No. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26.

Name of the Employee Ms. Gunjan Baijal Ms. Poonam Singh Ms. Minakshi Neogi Ms. Renu Dutta Ms. Jauli Sen Ms. Veena Kumari Ms. Rashmi Verma Ms. Preeti Kumari Ms. Nidhi Sihna Ms. Chanda Rani Ms. Anima Singh Ms. Rasika Singh Ms. Rajni Singh Ms. Madhu Sharma Ms. Nitu Bhalla Ms. Anjana Bala Ms. Lekha Mazumdar Ms. Nisha Verma Ms. Sadhana Jha Ms. Satabdi Chatterjee Ms. Megha Anand Ms. Poonam Priya Ms. Kusum Jha Ms. Ragini Singh Ms. Seema Jain Ms. Sunita Sinha (Asst. Librarian)

Qualification M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A. (Philo.), B.Ed., Sangeet Prabhakar in Vocal M.A. (Geog.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. M.A. (Pol. Sc.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Maths), B.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. B.A. (Eco.), B.Ed. B.A. (Hindi), B.Ed. M.A. (Hist.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. M.A. (Hindi), B.Ed. M.A. (Pol. Sc.), B.Ed. B.Sc. Bot. (H), B.Ed. M.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. B.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. B.Sc., B.Ed. B.A. (Eng. Hons.), B.Ed. B.F.A. B.Sc. (Chem. Hons.), B.Ed. B.Sc. (Chem.), B.Ed. M.A. (Pol. Sc.), B.Ed. B.A. (Eng.), B.Ed. M.A., B.Lib., PGDRD (IGNOU)

130

Staff Details (Office) Sl. No. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7.

Name of the Employee Mr. Pramod Kumar Sahay Mr. Shambhu Narayan Singh Mr. Mahesh Singh Mr. Jitender Kumar Mr. Bhupendra Kumar Pandey Mr. Sant Kumar Mr. Dharmendra Kumar Singh

Qualification M.A. (History), DCA B.Sc. (Physics) B.A. (Geo.) B.Com. B.A. (Sanskrit) Intermediate Intermediate

Supporting Staff Sl. No. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15.

Name of the Employee Mr. Rameshwar Gope Mr. Baleshwar Malakar Mr. Sharwan Kumar Mahto Mr. Kundan Kumar Mr. Rajpati Mahto Mr. Sanjay Kumar Verma Ms. Mangari Devi Ms. Sushila Singh Ms. Jitan Kumari Munda Ms. Sunita Kumari Ms. Geeta Kumari Ms. Meri Kumari Mr. Ishwar Ram Mr. Rajan Kumar Mr. Rajendra Hadi

Qualification

Bus Staff Sl. No. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10.

Name of the Employee Mr. Madhu Oraon Mr. Mangal Chanran Kachhap Mr. Rajesh Tirkey Mr. Jay Govind Mishra Mr. Nand Kumar Prasad Mr. Suresh Kachhap Mr. Laxmidhar Rout Mr. Arvind Kumar Srivastava Mr. Anuj Kumar Sinha Mr. Subhash Kumar

Qualification

131

Creativity corner

Md. Shaz Akhtar, Std. II 'A'

Jay Kumar, Std. II 'B'

Ashish Nayak, LKG 'B'

Mayank, Std. II 'A'

Bushra Anjum, Std. IV 'C'

Anjali Divya, Std. I 'B'

Snehan Banerjee, Std. IV 'B'

Anushka, Std. IV 'B'

Sneha Suman, Std. IV 'A'

Yash Raj, Std. xx 'x'

Parul Kumari, Std. III 'A'

Shishir Sarkar, Std. IV 'A'

Sagnik Bose, Std. II 'C'

Vinit, Std. II 'C'

Sneha Suman, Std. IV 'A'

15th Nov. 1923 – 6th Feb. 2008 ‘Man becomes great exactly in the degree in which he works for the welfare of his fellow men’ – Mahatma Gandhi Shri Narayan Das Grover was an extraordinary human being. He adopted the life membership of D.A.V. movement in 1957. He even went to jail for participating actively in Hindi Satyagraha led by Shri Bhagwan Das, the then Principal of DAV College, Ambala. He became the founder Principal of D.A.V. College, Abohar in 1960. He took up the challenge of establishing the chain of DAV Institutions in Eastern India in 1982.He was a man of grit, undaunted courage, untiring zeal and non-exhaustible energy. This ‘Karmyogi’s farsighted vision ensured education being spread in both urban and rural areas fulfilling the motto of Dayanand Anglo Vedic Institution, ‘Lead from darkness to light’. Today more than 200 DAV educational institutions are running in collaboration with various public and private undertaking along with the schools directly managed by DAV College Managing Committee, New Delhi. He was not only an educationist par excellence but also a social reformer, who strove throughout his life to uplift the standard of the poor and the downtrodden of the society. Towards the twilight years of his life he spent more time at Khunti in Jharkhand serving the tribal people there. He relentlessly worked in Naxal corridors and eventually earned their respect and admiration. He was lovingly called ‘Jholewala Baba’, a simple yet determined man marching towards his goal despite hindrances. He left for his heavenly abode on 6th February 2008 at Chandigarh after a brief illness. It was the end of a remarkable era that saw a simple and modest man, a real ‘Karmyogi’ working selflessly and attaining the ultimate title of sainthood, ‘Mahatma’ after his death.

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