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Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
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Sunday

Assignment Pain

Half awake for the whole night,
Searching, hunting with all might,
The search seems like its infinite,
The assignment pain really gives me a bite!
A student's life is full of plight,
we have to battle as if it's a bullfight,
Let me get back 2 work, alright!
Hope the outcome would be bright :)

-Ankit Bhatia, 14 Jan, 2011

Friday

CAT Fiasco Song

Before reading further please read disclaimer.
Disclaimer: The following line(s) do not intend to harm or denigrate the reputation of any organization(s) or individual(s), the sole purpose is humour.

Tirkintana,tirkintana,tirkintana...CAT CAT
tirkintana,tirkintana,tirkintana...CAT CAT
Hai chancellor, Hai counsellor, Popular, hai annular...annular annular
IIM maths mein tez hai, IIM ka students mein craze hai...IIM banata MBA, IIM lagta hai tez hai.
Prometric ke sath alliance hai...pattern online walaaa,
but IIM can't conduct s**la, but IIM can't conduct s**la,
haan IIM conduct nahin kar sakta.
tirkintana,tirkintana,tirkintana...CAT CAT
tirkintana,tirkintana,tirkintana...CAT CAT
paida IIM hua to kismatein chamki...uske muh mein thi Government ki subsidy,
hey, ye, ye... IIM ke paas hai paisa...haathon ke mail ke jaisa,
IIM students ka idol hai... aim hai, target hai,
but IIM can't conduct s**la, but IIM can't conduct s**la,
haan IIM conduct nahin kar sakta.
Coachings kehtein hain bada naam karega, IIM to aisa kaam karega,
IIM ke paas hai MBA, hai ye MNC's ka Gateway,
hey, ye, ye... IIM fests karata hai, jahan jata hai chah jata hai,
but IIM can't conduct s**la, but IIM can't conduct s**la,
haan IIM conduct nahin kar sakta.



PS: Consider Annular=yearly, it was rhyming good so I used it although it means 'Shaped like a ring'.

Wednesday

TRUE FRIEND

True is the saying:-
A friend in need,
Is a friend indeed.
He is the one whom we can trust,
And he comes to help us first.
Having a friend is a must,
But be sure that he is just.
A selfish friend comes and goes in a gust,
The friendship thereafter has no value and changes to dust.
And here I say not to make a mistake,
To join with anyone’s friendship which you feel is fake.
Choose a friend not by his looks,
But choose him definitely if he is good.
A friend will share everything with you,
Your things, your dreams and even your blues.
He can change your character and personality,
He could even shape up your mentality.
On having a friend the feeling is so nice,
Everything appears as cool as ice.
And now its time when I should go,
But be sure what I told, you follow.
In short I should say:-
If I am your true friend,
If you are my true friend,
This will be a great partnership,
Or I may rather say this is a true friendship.




This Poem was written in 2001 when I was studying in 9-A of St. Fidelis College. In the evening time, I was just having some lines going in my mind and thought to scribble up on paper. I sat in the verandah on a chair and just went on with the thoughts. This poem is personally very dear to me as I dedicate this poem to all my "true friends"

Saturday

लाजो रानी

लाजो रानी बडी़ सयानी,
करती है अपनी मन्मानी;
सामने ईनके जो भी आता,
पल भर में पानी-पानी हो जाता;
अंग्रेजी मे इन्होने की है पी-एच-डी,
हर शब्द की बनाति हैं खिचडी़;
शैम्पूँ इन्का लग्ता बडा़ असरदार,
खुजली कराता इनसे बार-बार;
इनसे चोंच लडा़ना नहीं है आसान,
क्योंकी ईनकी ज़बाँन बहुत है बलवान


Artist takes out revenge from any person in his art. This is true for me too. This one was written maybe in 2003 or 2004 while I was in 12th class. We had chemistry practicals in our college(St. Fidelis College). Some Students were told about the date of practicals in her tuition(teacher's) class. Most other students came to know about this by their friends who attended the tuition classes. Because I didn't join her tuitions and nobody told me about the due date of practicals I didn't bring the necessary things on the d-day. Though in the morning I came to know by a friend of mine that she declared the date of practicals in her tuition classes

I am of the types that would not see the elderness of a person but if any person is 'wrong', he is 'wrong'. She didn't allowed me to attend the practicals. I launched myself into arguments with her. At last when she was going away upstairs I shouted loudly "Ma'am aap mera practical lengi ki nahin" "ma'am will you take my practicals or not??", I was brimming with anger, days after that anger was transformed into this poem!!, I remember one of copies of tis poem was kept with one of my classmate and I always thought she would cut my marks of exam if she came across that. Anyway marks were surely less in exams.

Friday

NEW COLLEGE, NEW WORLD

Here I come to a whole new place,
The life of college again showers herald;
Good friends and new teachers will surely be a milestone,
All of us will work together and none will feel alone;
It seems life these four years will stay up cool,
Like the tranquil water of a sky blue pool;
The nostalgia of passing 12th is soon gone,
All sadness and boredom is quickly torn;
I hope if we friends will never indulge in fighting,
Then life here will prove to be ever ever exciting.


This was written in very 1st semester of NIEC. This Poem was written as a matter of necessity rather than emotions. Our class teacher Mr. R.N.Tripathi was taking introduction of every student and his/her hobbies too. When my turn came I replied my hobby as poetry. Now he asked me whether I can prove it with an example. So in that class period I was busy completing this one. I payed more attention in this rather than what he taught us in that period. But thankfully It was completed till the end of the lecture.

SONNET: POWER OF KNOWLEDGE

Knowledge is like a string,
You can stretch it like a spring.
Do you know you can find,
It is present in your mind.
If you eat it like a food,
You’ll be good in your mood.
You can share it with your friend,
It is the most popular trend.
It can be increased by your will,
Nobody asks for any bill.
You’ll be good in your thought,
And get ideas very lovely and hot.
It greatly increases your power,
One day you’ll shine like a star.


This was my very 1st poem. Though I don't remember the exact date of writing but it was published in hindustan times school times on tuesday december 5, 2000. I feel a hidden inspiration from the last line of this poem "one day you'll shine like a star". I thank to my class-teacher in St. Fidelis College, Mrs. Pinky Ma'am. If she hadn't asked the students to try writing a poem I wouldn't have ever discovered this talent of mine!

EXAMS

Exams, the word itself fills me with great fear,
One day before it the mind becomes clean and clear,
It feels scary, the tension is high,
My parents surround me and say do or die.
I feel very weak, I have no strength,
But my parents constantly say common its 10’Th.
It seems the whole world is looking at me,
My heart says lets hide anywhere or flee.
Can you tell me why exams come?
Why does it make us deaf and dumb?
It seems there’s no answers to these questions I plot,
O teacher please put to these exams a big FULL STOP.


This one was written on 10/10/2001 when I was in 10th standard( in St. Fidelis College) and the board exams were due to take place. My parents were keeping an eye on me and were after me to force me to keep studying

TEACHER-(Dedicated to: Digvijay sir)

Knowledge is valuable,
knowledge is infinite,
The person who attains it maximum,
works at the speed of light.
Knowledge is like a medicine,
knowledge is like an elixir,
The person who preaches knowledge,
is none,but the teacher.
I have a good class teacher who teaches us computer,Mr. D.N.Rai,
And often I find my marks in computer flying high.
He is jolly, he is smart,
And pushes us to success like a dart.
Teacher gives precious knowledge which never turns old,
Respect and listen to him and he will help you to grow bold.
Saying sincerely we like the rest,
But sir, you are the best.

Was written for our dear D.N.Rai(Digvijay Nand Rai) Sir while I was in 9-A (2001) of St. Fidelis College. I really got good marks in Computer Science(The subject that he taught us) that I thought of gifting him with this poem of mine. It is another matter that I fared badly in the board exams!!. He was the most happening teacher as far as my school life was concerned.
 


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