Class 1 to Class 2

I am really going to miss Class I
Because in this class, I had so much fun
Shalini Mam, Chering Mam, Kanika Mam I will miss you
But I am also very happy that I am going to a class so new
I will try to come and meet you all every day
And now comes my journey to go a long way

Barfeelee Antarctica बर्फ़ीली अंटार्कटिका

This poem is really special for my parents and me because it got nominated in a writing competition on Antarctica and I got a chance to meet Mr. Robert Swan. Mr. Robert Swan is a polar explorer, an environmentalist and the first person to have walked both the North Pole and the South Pole unsupported. In fact, I was the only one to write a poem in Hindi and it was specially translated for him to know my thoughts :)  Thank you Shri Ram School for this opportunity!

   बर्फ़ीली अंटार्कटिका

क्यों अंटार्कटिका  को चूर- चूर कर रहे हो ?
क्यों अंटार्कटिका  को खुद से दूर कर रहे हो?
हमें अंटार्कटिका  को बचाने के लिए कदम बढ़ाना होगा,
वरना हम इंसानों के लिए, गलत रास्ता ही बनेगा!
ओज़ोन लेयर में छेद, हो रहा है बड़ा,
अभी भी समय है, चलो हो जाएँ खड़ा!
चलो अब छोड़ो, दुनिया क्या करे,
अंटार्कटिका को बचाओ, और करो जो दिल कहे!

I'm ready for a change. Are you?

These are some changes,
In my school I would like to make,
But I don't mean to say,
My school's not nice,' for heaven's sake'!
I wish horses in school I could ride,
And by the speed limit, I didn't have to abide!
Break-time on the backfield bars, I'd love to spend,
To the break, I'd like no end!
I wish I had more sleepovers in school,
And the places for picnics could be more cool!


Now that you've read about my views,
I hope you'll understan',
In place of these new things,
Some other things I'd like to ban!
I wish I don't have to practice with dumb bells,
And look like a dumb bell,
I wish I could run away from the Sports day drill,
And shut myself away in a shell!

Dear Water....we will save you

I wrote this poem as class work in Grade III

Water, Water, Water,

Are you in a scatter?

'Sorry', I say, from everyone's side,
But I don't want, a day when you died,
As you are used for work and fun,
You wash clothes that dry, under the sun,
From the clouds you plip,
From the clouds you plop,
I'm sure it hurts,
When you drop!! :(
But now we will, take care of you,
We will give you all our love,
So fun and work you'll make us do! :)

Ghadiyaal Babu

घड़ियाल बाबू

घड़ियाल बाबू हो तुम,
समय दिखाना तुम्हारा काम,
समय हमें पता चलता,
जैसे हम लेते तुम्हारा नाम!
हर घर में ज़रुरत पड़ती,
तुम्हारे बिना बात आगे न बढ़ती ,
तीन  सुईयाँ है, तुम्हारे अंदर,
तुमसे बड़ा न हो सकता बंदर!

मेरे प्यारे आज़ोबा

I wrote this poem on 9th September, 2009 for my Azoba (Grandfather)


आप हो इस दुनिया के,
आज़ोबा सबसे अच्छे,
मेरे साथ खेलते हो तो,
बन जाते हो बच्चे,
आप मुझे मम्मी-पापा की,
डांट से बचाते हो,
मेरे पास ही रहो,
बॉम्बे  क्यों चले जाते हो?
यहाँ पर मैं  आपको,
करती हूँ बहुत MISS,
पापा के साथ भेज रही हूँ,
बहुत सारी  KISS.

Common Wealth Games 2010

यह कविता कॉमन वेल्थ गेम्स के १० दिन पहले लिखी थी

     क्या यह ठीक हो रहा है?

 

७० हज़ार करोड़ रूपया, खर्च  हुआ इस पर,

सारा टैक्स  इस्तेमाल  कर लेंगे, तो क्या आम जनता का चलेगा घर?

खेल शुरू होने में दिन रह गए  हैं  दस,

पुल गिरने के बाद भी, सरकार  नहीं हुई टस  से मस,

फ़िर अखबार में  घबर आई,

हमारे भारत की हुई बुराई,

गेम्स विलेज के बिस्तरों को, कुत्तों ने किया ख़राब,

अब हमें शर्म आ रही है, उतर गया हमारा नकाब,

तय्यारी में लगा रही है,

दिल्ली अपना सारा दम,

फ़िर भी मैंने सुना है,

खिलाड़ी आ रहे है थोड़े कम,

अब तो मैं  बस यही दुआ करती हूँ,

कि भारत को और शर्म न आये,

इस साल के कॉमन  वेल्थ गेम्स,

बिना मुश्किल के गुज़र जायें !

Joy of Giving

Poor by the road,
Sadness in their mind,
They hope somebody comes,
And gives them something to cover their forward and behind,
Along comes a girl,
To give the poor things,
The girl feels happy, because of her distributing,
This is what is called, the Joy of Giving.

Suhanee is our Pearl

Meher wrote this poem for Suhanee on 22nd September 2010 for her birthday

Our dear Suhanee is now turning seven,
I want her to get, lots of blessings from heaven,
Shyness and naughtiness, is present in this girl,
She's never in a muddle, she's clear like a pearl.

I've always seen her happy, sad very less,
From my side, I'd say, she may always get success,
Like a crystal, her eyes are,
If she gets happy, she won't let you go far!!

Happy Birthday Suhanee, lots of wishes you may get,
I am sure for this day, you were ready and set!!

Book Review - George's Marvellous Medicine by Roald Dahl

This review was written during my summer holidays - June 2009, while I was in Grade II.

This is a story of a boy named George who lives with his parents and grandmother on a farm. His grandmother is very very wierd and like other grandmothers is not sweet and kind. She used to keep shouting without no reason. One day his parents had gone out and his grandmother asks for her medicine. George thinks let me have some fun. NOW THE FUN BEGINS IN THE STORY!!! So he gets a big pot and goes in the whole house looking for stuff he can mix together and give to grandma instead of medicine. So first the bathroom he goes to. From there he takes the shampoo, and squeezes the whole bottle in the pot. The he did the same thing with the liquid soap, toothpaste, oil, body wash etc. Next, the garage. From there he took grease, petrol, diesel etc. Next, the farm. From there he took pig pills and more farm animal medicines. Then, the store. From there he took brown paint. He mixed these in the pot on the gas. As soon as Goerge's medicine was made, grandma shouted "George get my medicine! Its 11O'clock." As soon as she took the medicine grandma bounced in the air and was all around the room left, right, up, down. George bursted out laughing. Grandma started growing taller, taller and taller. She became so tall that she hit the ceiling and popped up on the first floor. The she grew taller and broke the ceiling and came out of the roof. At that moment, Geoge's parents came back. His father said, Oh my God George!" Let's make some more medicine and give it to all our farm animals and make them big. But George had forgotten some things so the medicine they made was a failure. The they tried once more by mixing some more things and gave it to another hen. This time hen became tall and last time became small! Now George remembered everything he had put in the medicine. This time when they tried it on the hen it worked! The hen became big and fat. Then George and his father gave the medicine to all the farm animals. George's mother suggested that they should make grandma sleep int he hay barn as she was too tall for her bed. The next day when George went to feed the animals he realised that he had forgotten a goat. He was about to give medicine to the goat when grandma came and snatched the cup of medicine from George thinking it was her tea.She drank it. She started shrinking, and became smaller than an ant. Then she became invisible. That was the end of grandma!!!


I liked this book because it was full of imagination. In real no grandma is like this. I did not feel like putting the book down even for a second.