I was on my way to my ex school to get a friend’s certificate and in the local bus, the seat in front of me caught my eyes. I had to wait for a stopover to get this picture!
It is such a big relief that it has started raining these days. With each of its drop descending, I could feel the tears of heaven do wonders on earth. Monsoon is undoubtedly a miracle after the sultry summer that would leave us pining for refreshment. The summer heat has troubling us pretty much with a stifling hot air and scorching sun. I guess the time is coming when we could finally bid goodbye to the hot, sultry summer and welcome the cool monsoon. Nature has truly been versatile in its own way and allowing us to enjoy its marvel!
With the rain hammering down, farmers would be glad to have their farms well-fed and smile at the assurance of a good year ahead. And for the school children, it means the of playing all wet, splash, slide and go completely soaked! And for the plants, it is time for a shower, dust off those dirt and get itself a new great green look. It is a rejuvenating force for them to heal the wounds from the summer sun that had bored them with its heat. After each downpour, the whole world would be different with al the soaring dust stamped down and the smell of the breath of the earth lingering in the cool air. It would sound like the usual chaos has come to an end with the blessings from above. No more sweats, no more sunglasses, go free enjoying nature’s true self!!!
Nothing is more depressing than knowing you have been wasting the blessing of your life, even though you have the innate potential to make a positive difference in their life. When we are totally engrossed in our daily works, we hardly get time to think over things that sweep by silently, things that actually need your concern, your help to make their life worth living. We are so much focussed in our daily matters that we lose the sight of the things that actually deserve our attention and time.
No wonder greed is one of the worst thing in our life that stops us from getting the wider prospect of things around us. We blindly beg our parents to get us the latest trends when someone else live in rags and bear the harsh wind and the scorching heat of the sun. We say we get bored with studying while someone out there writes on the dust with no roofs overhead, their eyes gleaming with unanswered questions, their faces reflecting utmost curiosity. Don’t you think you are really lucky? Don’t you think that you could do a lot that will matter a lot to others?
Many a times, we feel down and began thinking like ‘my life sucks.’ and ‘I am nothing’. And at such times, I think it would be a remarkable think for you to remember of those who are deprived of what you have in abundance and that you could make a lot of difference in their life. When we throw the leftover delicacies, we never even think that many people around the world go hungry to bed or queue up for a single meal or even feed on what is dumped in the trash.Why waste all these when all these could have been a sumptuous meal for those dying of starvation.There are people out there who don’t even get the kind of parents’ love that you now fuss about. Seeing them in such poverty will make you feel like there is nothing in your life to be so grumpy about. You might say that to live in such dire poverty is their fate, but then, remember, you could be the magic wand or the lucky spell which could bring an end to their tragic life and change the fate of their life. You could create a better life for them by giving clothes to wear, books to study, house to live in, food to eat and above all, love to share. You could do your bit by helping through an organisation that works for welfare of those in need.
So friends, your life compared to them is a heavenly bliss and enjoy the happiness in giving and making the world a better place to live in. There is so much in life to be thankful about than just complain about. I hope many people with have such noble thoughts and deeds and be a saviour for those who are in need of our support. Remember every selfless you do makes the rippling difference in people’s mind.
I wrote this essay back then in ninth grade or tenth after we were shown a video clip during the morning assembly by our computer instructor. Sorry that I failed to get the video clip and couldn’t share with you all.
Thanks for taking time to read this!
I have never liked the idea of my books getting withered and worn out. Though I lent my books to some friends, I always ask them to return back in good condition. I feel somewhat bad to see my books dog-eared, pages sticking out and looking battered. Whenever I see some shabby, overused books, I would promise to myself that I would take better care of my book as a sense of reverence and reciprocation for being my pillar of strength and knowledge. But I found myself on the wrong side when I was reading Paulo Coelho’s ‘Like the Flowing River’. A line in the chapter ‘Of books and libraries’ struck me: ‘I simply believe that a book has its own journey to make and should not be condemned to being stuck on shelf.’ I was wowed by this line.
I have been keeping my books so close to myself, well-kept and as good as it is newly bought believing I am doing the best for them. But I had no idea that i had been denying their journey, their strength and wisdom in making its way to the sea of humanity.
Just two days back, my friend returned few books I lent him and I was glad that these books made another journey though they look bit battered and pages stuck out. I was happy that my books had been a source of knowledge and inspiration not only to me but also to my friends as well. When I told him about my willingness to lend books more often, he came up with an idea of creating a page of FB and announcing my friends about my mini library opened at their service. I would be more than happy to lend if we share the taste in same kind of books!
This is yet another enthralling book by renowned writer Jean Sasson. Like most of her other books, Princess also never fails to touch the readers’ heart.
Princess, the first book of its trilogy, revolves around the life of Princess Sultana of Saudi Arabia. Through the best-selling author, Jean Sasson, Princess Sultana reveals the status of women in the patriarchal society and unveils the lives of Saudi Arabian women who have been silenced by their men for centuries. A rebellious child herself, Princess Sultana recalls her childhood mischievousness and her constant longing for her father’s attention and love which remain unfulfilled. Growing up in an overwhelmingly wealthy royal family, she realized of having everything except freedom. Being a rebel at heart, Princess Sultana continues to put an effort in seeking justice for women in a world where men rule completely. This real life story brings you the truth behind their veiled lives and would end up making you searching for the next book ‘Daughters of Arabia’.
This is one of those books that would leave you wanting for more….
Thanks to Jean for taking time to read this!
How does it feel to live the last day of your school life, to be the student in this uniform for the last day, to breathe the air of this environment for the last day?
In a way celebrating the last day in school means celebrating the beginning of another journey ahead. Here comes the day when you ought to beam with pride that you have faced the exams with deepest devotions to your study and that you are going to take another major step of your life. The whole journey of school life will somehow be just a distant past with fresh memories of cherished moments. End of school life may at this time bring you an inexplicable feeling of happiness that you will no longer have to follow the rules and regulations, or wear the uniforms or drag yourself to all the gatherings and classes. But as time sweeps by, I bet each of you will miss the school days from the days you used to play hopscotch on the squares of the pavement to the days when fashion, celebs, music and sports began to invade your mind. And even the much enjoyed Children’s day and talent nights will be badly missed.
The last day in school could be more of an emotional roller coaster rides with all those last minute good bye words with close friends and good luck wishes from the teachers. And there is one more important thing that you should not even dare to forget: confessions. I remember after the tenth grade graduation, I went to a friend whom I have been sulking with over a year for a small matter and apologized for my mistake. I am glad that we are still friends now and cherish those days . Don’t ever blow this now-or-never moment, you could confess what you have been hiding for so long in you, the thoughts that have kept nagging you on and on, you could pour out the things that has been whirling in your head so far. With this very thing done, you could have a guilty-free life ahead. Years later, you could have a flashback of your school life and say ‘I’m glad I did it’.
I hope each of you will have a fabulous future ahead. May the future hold lots of funs to be enjoyed, memories to be cherished and above all, wisdom to be gained with experience. May you reach for the best of your life with ever fiber of your being.
Have an incredibly wonderful graduation!
Wrote this for my school’s yearly magazine when I was in twelfth grade.
Thanks for reading,