The Voice

Sayeeda Sumayya The Voice | 2015-16

I PCMB ‘D’ Happiness is not an emotion,
Its’ something much more,

Like a treasure in the ocean

There are different meaning and words,

Content, humor, laughter and smile.

But all are same, just letters differ.

Happiness is eating dark chocolate in the night,

It may taste different but you

Enjoy like a kite in the sky.

I really want to be a comedian,

Who just spreads happiness like,

waves in the ocean.

Humorist, Gangster, Joker, funny man,

All are same,

Stimulating happiness like current in the rain.

Happiness isn’t money or power,

It’s something which makes your

Heart feel like a lover,

Which shines in the light and in the dark.

Happiness is what everybody already has,

It just takes a moment to stop and realize.

Someone you can believe in. Ulfath Joad
Someone who is there for you. 2nd PCMB ‘B’
Reminding you to have faith in yourself.
Someone who inspires you to 99
Follow your heart.
Someone who looks forward to
Spending time with you.
Someone who supports you and
Helps you achieve
So that you can spread your
Wings and soar.
Someone who offers you advice
Who gives you a piece of their mind
And a sense of pride.
Someone who will listen and help you
through hard times
During your tears , so that all your
Fears disappear into the night.
Someone who is always there for you.
And that Someone is ME!!

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Just Just imagine that a drop of the sun
IMAGINE Falls in the sea and makes it yellow- crimson,

By Sayeeda Sumayya And it shines in the night like a diamond
Which makes darkness disappear like rusting iron
I PCMB ‘ D ‘
Just imagine that all could fly,
And we could touch the clouds and play in the sky,

Zooming in and out of the sphere
Enjoying every aspect without any fear
Just imagine we could change the weather,

And make it snow every summer.
Snowflakes falls like feathers,

And kids make snowmen wearing boots of leather
Just imagine we could stop time,

And change things that taste like lime.
Bring back all that was lost and perished,

To present time, to laugh and cherish.
Just imagine that we all couldn’t do any wrong

And no one will ever frown.
There will be happiness that glows,

Like a crown on the old.

Women
Women, a magnificent creation
So enchanting, so pure Sayeeda Sumayya
You’re like belle in a ball I PCMB ‘ D ‘
Just wandering in and around.
You don’t need to grow your nails
Dye your hair or pluck your body hair
Your just perfect the way you look on a summer day
I think your lost and searching your way
Let me tell you,
I’ll show your way
You don’t need a makeover, you don’t need a change.
Your just gorgeous like the sun’s ray.
These colors which you use,
Make me very confused.
A drop of spectrum on your face
Like a mask on your image case.
Remove the veil that is hiding your smile,
Let me see your beautiful light.
The best picture, I have got of yours,
Is when you washed your face
And looked at the ocean.

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It’s time to wash The Voice | 2015-16
But the buckets are empty
And the taps dry Ritika
Don’t cry
Just stop and think I PCMB ‘ D ‘
How much you need
To brush your teeth JUST STOP
And how much you AND THINK
Let run, run and run
Just stop and think
Fellow being survive on drops
But you drop drums and drums
To wash your walls and lamps
Just stop and think
Nature is for all
Big or small
It is to share
It is to spare
It is to care
It is to beware
Lest the taps run dry.

Rashmi Kumar Gupta Gujarat for mills Kerala for spice
I SEBA ‘A’
Nagaland for hills Karnataka for rice
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Andhra Pradesh for Kashmir for looking
ships
Tamil Nadu for cooking
Sikkim for trips
Bengal for sweets
Rajasthan for sand
Punjab for wheat
Madhya Pradesh for
land Delhi for learning
Maharashtra for earning
Assam for tea
Uttar Pradesh for ghee Bihar for mines
Goa for wines
This is my India.

I am proud to be an Indian.

I love my India.

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Sabah Aslam
I PCMB ‘D’

I’m a Princess,
not because I have a Prince
but because my Dad is a King

When I was born, You are my Role Model, my Strength, my
I saw you smiling Smile
You were filled with happiness My Happiness and my Life.
And excited too as, you were a father now. Thanks for being there for me always and
You held my hand, Thanks for making me strong and
Taught me how to walk, independent,
I did fall many a times, but every time I cried That I can face all the problems by myself.
You were there to wipe the tears and bring You taught me to stand and face all the
back a smile on me. difficulties,
You made me strong, let me free, loved me You gave me all of you; you mean everything
immensely. to me,
Despite problems, you always tried to fulfill Without you I am nothing.
my needs. Please forgive me for my mistakes
You are just perfect, a masterpiece and the And please never leave me.
best too. As water is necessary for fishe to live,
Yes, I have hurt you, I am sorry for that. Love is necessary for life,
I have realized my mistake and also feel Oxygen is necessary to breathe and live,
Guilty to have put you down! Food is necessary for growth, just like these
I promise dad, My dad! You are necessary for my survival.
To remove all your worries and gain back your I love you Dad.
trust on me. Everyone’s dada is a hero and is so
I just want to see you smile and be proud of Special for them, but I am lucky to have
me, A Dad like you.
I want your head held high because of me. Lots of Love…
And I promise to make all this happen.
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Months ago, I moved into a new neighborhood. Maria Scolastica
Found you to be my neighbor, I PCMB ‘D’
One morning, I saw people flocking at your
house, An
Silence crept into the neighborhood.
Tragedy struck, a death blow for my friend, Unfortunate
You were no more, no more to be seen.
I was ashamed, so ashamed, Death
For not having made friends with you.
Though, so close we stayed
Yet, you were far from my heart.
Never did I venture to accept
You as a dear friend.

People of all walks of life
Come to bid you farewell!
Your family members too,
Shared grief and sorrow.
Preparation for the last rites began,
The hearse neared, coffin placed
Friends, well-wishers bidding farewell
Family weeping, the journey begins.
My head is low, no words to express
I walk behind like a coward.
The final destination approaches
The coffin is lowered.
I was speechless, for my shameful act,
Not able to express my grief and sorrow.
Learnt, life is just once and death knocks,
Slowly but surely.
Alas! I gave up myself
Myself to love a person.
I said, “Though we were good neighbor’s”
Never attempted to speak.
None was at the graveyard
When I found myself lonely,
I cried aloud
For that dear friend!

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Samrutha S. GOLDEN LOCKS

I PCMB ‘ D ‘ “I will be back at 22:30pm, sound of utensils being
Rick and I have planned pushed from their places.
It almost changed my to go out for a movie She must be angry, maybe
life, drastically, it was today”, stepping outside Rick must have dumped her,
time to leave behind the threshold and she was I knew that he would leave
these haunting memories but gone. A complete sense of her.
my mind refused to do so. loneliness fell over me.
Each morning I woke up with I decide to console
a nightmare, even the day I began to prepare her, stepping off the bed,
seemed to be one. My spirit pancakes for myself and I suddenly pause, I halt
seemed to be dead though jumped on to the couch, my steps as a shadow is
my body refused to sleep. I switching onto America’s casted on the room door.
was no better than a living Next Top Model. I see Not Leah’s, surely. It was a
zombie. beautiful blonde haired shadow of a muscular man;
Three years back, was models walking down the I pray that it is not the serial
when I encountered with the ramp which reminded me killer.
worst possible nightmare, to colour my hair the first
imaginable. The whole thing in the morning. I’d miss I jump back on my
of Lang rove colony was having blonde hair, though bed, cover myself with the
threatened by a serial killer, for a short period. After the blanket. There was a small
who was plotting on blonde show, tele-advertisements hole from where I could see
haired beauties. I was one, followed. Its 23:05pm, Leah him.
too. My golden locks hanged did not return, it started to
till my waist, wavy and worry me. I went outside He enters, holding
beautiful. The police assured my house, I notice someone something, a hand, it
security but still I decided to loitering near the house that appears to be. It was Leah.
colour my hair. is three blocks away from Bloodstained. He drags her
“Which colour do you mine. Maybe it must be Mr. corpse and throws it on the
think? Chocolate brown! ”, Dickens. I think. chair placed at a distance
shooting towards Leah my from my bed. He stares at me
roommate, “these decisions I stepped inside, locked as I pretend to be asleep.
seem to kill me!” the door, anyways, Leah had
“Leave that to the serial spare house keys with her, He writes something on
killer”, turning her gaze at the she would open it herself. the wall with the blood, with
wall clock. I then, jumped on the bed Leah’s blood. I curse him
“Leave what?” and entered a sub conscious for writing something with
“The killing job, he surely world. Leah’s blood, I curse him for
does a clean work”, she says laying his hands on Leah, I
with a crooked smile at the A few minutes later, I can curse him for even thinking
end of her lips. Does this hear the squeaking sound of of killing Leah. A tear rushes
appeal to be amusing to her, the door, it must be Leah. A out from my eye. My gaze
I think. Why not? Her hair is breath of relief fled from my quickly catches his writing,
pitch black. No one will be lungs. I could predict that she which looks distorted but
after her life for that. And will quietly occupy the bed legible. I try to read it, to
me, I mean, I am the only beside mine and before that identify his message by
one with blonde locks in this she would throw her hands then he creeps underneath
lane! A part of her statement in front of my face to check my bed. I could hear his
is true; he surely leaves no whether I am asleep or not. I steady heart beats and felt a
evidences of his kill. would quickly respond. constant silence of hope.
“It’s not funny!” I say
demandingly. The living room lights, I try hard, and then, began
switched on, instead of her startled, as the words read, “I
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letting creatures to prance on with glee.
a mother is she who delivers life, Sharon Esther
by going through death’s misery. 2nd PCMB ‘A
But all such mothers are borne by she.
Magnificent isn’t she?! The Immortal
Just as a princess meets her prince to be; Splendor
so does she rendezvous the sun at sea.
Princess is she a divine beauty,
who is coroned with the septenary beams.
The moon, the stars, the heavenly streams
deck her motherly tresses, it seems.
To nourish her children ,
she offers her blood and body for free.
Magnificent isn’t she ?!
As dear as she nurtures her toddlers with please,
she never overlooks to discipline with ease.
Her anger burns, chokes, electrocutes;
her tears can sweep us off our feet,
and everything we hold sweet.
Calm stand the waters
under the grip of her reigns;
until they unleash her fury retrained
Magnificent isn’t she?!

Ramya Poem of
1st HEBA
When two hearts beat together, Love
The melody sounds so sweet
No greater tune can ever be heard
Than when two loving hearts meet.

Every note, strong together
Covers from both hearts devotion.
Creating a musical masterpiece,
Filled with so much deep emotion.

A love tune without an ending
As new notes are continuously played.
A beautiful melody from hearts in love,
Which together play a music for life.

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Huda Mohsina Quraishi
2nd PCMB ‘A’

The Most
Beautiful

Smile

Asmile that takes away all my sorrows, turned back expecting to see him and there
a smile that forces me to smile back, he was behind the tree. And when I looked at
a smile that lifts my heart up in the him his smile gave me relief. That smile I can
sky, a smile that shows all emotions at once, never forget, besides being alone and scared,
an innocent smile and the most beautiful he smiled because he knew that he would
smile I ever saw and this is my little angel’s make me smile too and he did. I ran towards
smile, my little brother’s smile .His smile him and hugged him tightly and took him
can express many feelings like love, home.
hidden sorrows, mischief, truth, lies,
happiness, sadness, anger and many Every person’s smile gives us happiness
others. The best thing about his but my angel’s smile gives me immense joy
smile is that he can make others than any other thing on earth . His smile is the
smile. most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen.
It was a nice sunny day and
we decided to visit my maternal
aunt. While all others were busy gossiping
among themselves, I was worried about my
little angel. He wasn’t seen anywhere. I asked
everyone about him but no one knew where
he went. I informed my mother about this
and she was very tensed. There was tension
all over and everyone started worrying about
this little one. While all others were thinking
of where he could be, I ran out and started
searching for him. My tears were flowing
profusely and I was shouting out his name
expecting him to reply from some where. I
asked every single person on the street but
there was no sign of hope. At last I lost hope
and started praying to the almighty. But then
I heard a scared , timid voice from behind. I

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Warming’ up for another day,
Same routine finds our way, Renee Tanya
Prayin’ deep for a different day. I PCMB ‘B’
One to two and three to four,
Days go by don’t wait for more, REALITY
And as I reach to shut the door,
Reality seeps in through the floor. Oh! what is that glam in your eyes?
Through the floor, it goes it goes! What is it that makes them smile?
Fills up from north to south and more.
Can’t ask for more I scream and shout. They twinkle brighter than those stars,
Alas! I wake up with a shock, Indeed they do leave their scar.
To find myself in broad daylight, Oh! What is that glimmer?
Reality’s back. You’re now his slave! Even when you look at me,
They make me quiver.
Ulfalt Joad Is it the fruit of your unsaid lies?

II PCMB ‘B’ Are you making lost souls seek paradise?
Is it the touch of your lips?
A twinkling A new conspiracy,
eye can A new heart in an eclipse?
mean
many things Oh! They make luna erractic,
For they burn brighter than her,
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They are so very ecstatic.
They light up the night,
They rage in the dark,
With all their might.

Your lovers praise of their bravery
Of their gram they sing lullabies,

But do they know of your prophesies?
Do they know that your twinkling eyes;
Are the very same ones that destroy galaxies,

That tear down our skies?

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FAITHOF
Sarah Joseph
2nd PCMB ‘A’ Renee Tanya

TENDER I PCMB ‘D’
SOLES
Caught up in chains of insanity
Delicate and supple, Hope, it fades away.
her feet touch the ground, Drowning under the depths of reality,
for the very first time. The very truth pricks right through your
the warmth of the carpet embraces her toes. unprepared soul.
inquisitive, she takes a step forward, While you try to escape the pain,
and another, and another. Fantasing on the things that will never be
unsteady as she is, she falls; yours.
for the first time As reality reaches into your veins,
but not the last. It leaves you in a daze of hopelessness.
Supported, she stands up And yet, a “Spark of Faith”,
this time stronger. Is enough to break the fireball of strength
bold and fearless, she strides ahead; lying deep within you,
confident of her gait. To push yourself through these days of
Misguided, she treads on a perilous path, tremor.
stepping on broken glass, Someday, we’ll all perish
she cuts her feet. Gaining peace and freedom with us.
blood, fresh blood trickling down, Victims of evil have we been,
staining the sparkling snow. Or mere vicious sources of evil.
refusing to admit defeat, Waiting for that hint of “spark”?
she carries on, Through your thirst for freedom
till she reaches the refreshing streams, Along with the calamities of pain,
the cold water rejuvenates her sole. You carry that “spark”, to head the Utopia
Accidently threading on hot coals, You’ve been waiting to take.
she shrieks in pain, Having none beside you, none to lean on
becoming conscious of the agony. Know that your spark of faith,
burnt and blistered, yet she perseveres. The one which is lying hidden deep
As she walks ahead, within
the cool marble soothes her soles; The only emotion, the only pearl,
she attains the strength to carry on. That’s hidden within a shell for quite too
one step at a time, her pace quickens, long now,
‘till she is oblivious of her surroundings. Waiting to awake and thrive in your life
her feet are now fatigued and calloused. Slowly bringing multicolored springs…
though the pain has vanished, Into your life.
the scars remain forever, Of Black and White.
the marks of her journey.
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2nd PCMB ‘A’ Life is a song,
learn to sing it well.
- A SONG maintain your tempo
for running away leads to great distress!
sing your joys in high pitch
and your sorrows in low pitch.
sing as you want what you want!
but make sure it is melodious.
don’t fall into the risk of going off-track
enjoy what you sing,
for the lyrics are written long before.
accept the lyrics and see the beauty in it.
love the lyrics and strive to sing it well.
though there are thorns sing them as if

they are roses.
let your singing not go in vain,
by singing throughout the song of pain.

A sprinkle of pixie dust, Saalima Syeda
to flying on a broom. 2ND PCMB ‘A’
from making wicked multicolored portions,
to seeing the Greek mythology come true.
Riding a unicorn across the sky,
to gulping fire without burning intestines.
or just small little things,
like falling off from twenty stairs,
yet landing safe without broken bones.
The rising and setting of the sun and moon in one sky.
the million stars that twinkle in the sky.
The blooming bud and the little butterfly.
ants communicating with each other,
as they go in and out of their tiny anthills,
in perfect straight lines.
The beautiful smile that I bring to people’s face
the creation of God that I see in my own image
is all what magic means to me!

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Nature Sarah Joseph
It’s a new day, it’s a new dawn.
Dew drops speckle the sun kissed lawn 2nd PCMB ‘A’
A beautiful earth with a beautiful view,
I am blessed to be one of the few,
To witness this spectacle,
Of creation so sensational.
Nature has enlightened me,
To perform my sacred duty,
Of preserving this wondrous beauty.
But on my part, I paid no heed,
And gave into my monstrous greed.
Choking the graceful rivers with poison
Slaying wildlife for no good reason.
The forest ,begging for help in desperation.
Our answer being deforestation.
The beauty ,the wonder, the sun kissed lawn,
Destroyed, slaughtered, burnt, all gone.
Night begins to fall, with darkness all around
Shrouding this burial ground.

Diksha Jain Music is life, it feels so nice
I SEBA ‘C’ Like water turning into ice

110 It flows with such grace
That even the swans stop in gaze.

The violin is played as
confusingly as a maze
While all people stare amazed
The rabbits stop burrowing
The squirrels stop nibbling
And the concert goes with a lot of tingling.

I stop and wonder,
What’s there in music
That makes us feel so enthusiastic
For every time some music is played
The music shines like a bright ray.

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Monisha A. The Voice | 2015-16
II SEBA A 111

A

GIRL

IN TEENS

When a girl steps into her teens,
She is neither a princess nor a queen.
Looking at the mirror she admires umpteen,
Doesn’t want to follow any custom or routine
Friends feature at the centre of life screen
WhatsApp and Facebook are the means to gleam.
Elders and parents appear to be mean
Plans her things and doesn’t want anybody to intervene.

She is eager to grow and fly in the time machine
Wants to be free like a fish marine.
Always eager, twitchy and keen,
To explore the world in her lighting McQueen
As she steps into adolescence with dreams,
She is worried about the future unseen
Realizes that life is not easy, all sheen.

Now is the time to take the decision of life,
What is wrong, What is right?
She is hanging in between.
It’s an age to discover the world,
Enjoy this phase of life with, heart and mind clean.
Being in teens has all the basic colours –
Red, blue and green.

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A relation of care II SEBA ‘A’
With her I share,
She makes my day bright A friend of mine
And I share my ideas with her without fright.
She gives me confidence
She teaches me self-defence,
Her words are like steel
Just for me, makes me feel.
She makes me strong,
Corrects me when I am wrong,
She is pure, a pure bliss,
A true friend she is.
There is no girl like her
Nothing I can do is enough for her,
Because she loves me unconditionally,
Understands but never judges
And tries to support, standing by my side Always…

Sneha S. Gift Her smile was bright
1st PCME Her face was glowing

Even at sad times
Her tears were not flowing
They did not have much
But she did not mind
It never mattered that her things were not
The fanciest kind.
Even as she celebrated her special day
Her parents were enough to fill her heart
In a way that expensive things never would
It was like her tender heart understood
That a true smile cannot be bought
Its nurtured with care and kind thought
It is so rare to see such a sight
And this small act has so much might
For who will truly say
That they are happy with what they have been given
That is why I found this smile so memorable
It shows pure satisfaction
Other children ask for a lot
Expect more for birthdays than what they have got
But this little girl needed nothing more
Than her parents so she could love.

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Long back, may be a decade ago. Saalima
I was sowed as a little seed,
Not knowing the world outside me. II PCMB ‘A’
Embedded in earth, deep and down;
Protected and put to sleep. WHAT DOES
Untold was the harsh reality. A
Yet the eagerness to feel the warmth of sun sprout within me.
TREE SAY
One fine day I was woken by the warm smiling sun.
I opened my eyes and let my tiny leaves free,
To feel the cool breeze and see the butterflies welcome me.
The grasshoppers saluted me as they hopped away,
And the birds chirped cheerfully.
My heart jumped with glee to see the world around me.
As time passed, months and years went by,
I grew up to be a tree.
With my branches spreading out high up in the sky,
It is so joyful to see creatures benefit from me.
It takes much to be a tree.

But to destroy me it just takes a minute!
Remember killing me is not just killing me!
I may bleed and die,
But it is you who won’t survive.
Dead and gone we will be,
Leaving the earth bare and dry.
Now you may not pay any heed to me,
But I warn, future without me
Is the worst dream you will see
So let me live and let yourselves live with peace,
And I will provide you with all your needs,
For I have none for your greed!

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MY COLLEGE J. Rincy Marina
I SEBA ‘A’
I love my college
We do not have any frightening rule Navya V.
My teachers here are kind I PCMB ‘B’
But wrong doings they do mind A teacher is like spring
Such a lovely atmosphere, Whose new green sprouts
Where can you find? Encourage them
Inculcated into us, not in fear Whenever they have doubts…
As they believe to a student A teacher is like autumn
College days are very dear Whose sunny weather
Studying in this college is not just a pleasure Makes studying a pleasure
It’s truly a lifetime treasure… Preventing discontent…
A teacher is like fall
MY SEASONAL With methods soup and clear
Lessons of bright colours
TEACHER And a happy atmosphere…
A teacher is like winter
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Keeps students comfortable
As a warm and helpful guide…
Teacher you do all these things
With a pleasant attitude
You are a teacher of all seasons
You are a teacher of all reasons
And you have my gratitude…
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Sahrish Mahmood Syed ANSDHETDHEINED
I PCMB ‘A’

The darkness had in my first class - criminal ID and asked the inspector
started to fade away, psychology. to let me investigate the
the sun was at the matter. I knew the inspector
horizon. The friendship struck off so the convincing part didn’t
The nearby was alive with almost immediately. We were take much time but the
the twittering of different completely different people, investigation part the task.
birds, asking the start of a we had different tastes in
new day. As I got out of bed, almost everything, but our The only object we could
I heard the newspaper bang goals and ambitions were depend on for evidence was
the gate as it fell into the similar - to make this world a her mobile phone. It had
compound. I sighed. Another better place. been completely wiped but
day had already begun and so was everything else too.
I just couldn’t seem to get As years passed, we grew
enough sleep. closer and started sharing I knew Preethi was a
I get up yawning and every problem, every idea. cleanliness freak, she would
grumbling and walked always keep thing clean and
towards the door, to get the Years flew by and we tidy, not a speck of dust
morning news paper. As I hit graduated. We carved a niche would she spare.
the door, cool breeze hit my for ourselves and worked on
face, making me much more it. I joined a detective agency In her call log, there were
alert. and she became a counsellor these continuous line of calls
I picked up the at a hospital. Even during from few unknown numbers.
newspaper, walked in and work, we found time to meet At that moment, holding the
sat down on the recliner up. But now… she was dead. phone in my hand, it struck
with a cup of warm coffee me that she had mentioned
in my hand. But as soon as This news struck me like a something about mysterious
I opened the newspaper, I thunder clap. How could this calls but I hadn’t paid
almost dropped the cup as happen? Is it even true? much attention when she
my heart skipped a beat. mentioned it. It had been a
It felt as though it was just She never told me vague reference after all.
yesterday when I met Preethi. anything but it was right
It was the start of a new high there. The newspaper said We tried calling the
school year and walking into in bold and clear – PREETI numbers but they were all
those gates was probably JONES, A COUNSELLOR, unreachable.
the most uncomfortable FOUND HANGING IN HER
feeling I had ever felt. But as APARTMENT. The news A few days later, I was
fate would have it, I found further said that the suicide sitting in a coffee shop,
my seat right next to her was suspected to be a cause feeling dejected and
of blackmailing. frustrated at the fact that
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I quickly dressed up, got I kept staring at the list of
into the car and drove to the unknown numbers aimlessly,
police station. I flashed my
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any calls from the customers. spoke to the frauds involved.
trying to think of some We then tracked the number Since their kingpin was dead,
possibility and right then and caught most of them it didn’t take much time for
I saw it… The 4th digit of involved but couldn’t get them to confess that it had
each number was the same hold of the main person and been Preethi all this while,
and the last 3 digits kept with time, the case faded who led them all.
alternating – 123, 456, 123, away.
456 … It is true when people say
We disable the number that we never know what the
It reminded me of another just yesterday when one of other person is like.
case I investigated a few our employees was cleaning
months back, an online the office. (No wonder it was As Bernard Shaw had
shopping portal scam. The unreachable.) once said, “The single
criminals had tried their best biggest problem about
to hide their identity but Could this be it? Had we communication is the illusion
seemed to lack common found the kingpin? My heart that it has taken place.”
sense. They had written their was literally thumping. I Can we ever trust anyone?
own number on the website,

NuhaFathima DENTIST
I PCMB ‘C’ DISASTER

“The dentist?” I was I had an bad swelling and cry out instantly. I would
horrified even at in my gums which was rather deal with the pain than
the thought of caused because I over ate go to the dentist!
visiting a dentist! My mother my favourite chocolates
had a grin on her face when as I was so obsessed with Oh those terrifying
she broke out the news to them that even the thought needles, even the thought
me. We had an appointment of someone else having a of them makes me shudder!
with the dentist today, at 6 glance on them would get I lay back on my bed and
o’clock sharp. my blood boiling. stared at the roof. Random
Oh how I cursed those thoughts and ideas came
delicious chocolates for My favourite tooth was into my head and I got
rotting my favourite tooth! I targeted and had turned carried away with them.
had an anxiety attack. I hated blackish brown now.
going to the dentist. “Evlyn!” Screamed my
It was only 11 in the I then went up to my mother. “Wake up before
morning and my mom had room and starting thinking things get bad!”
told me before hand, so of the various excuses I could
I could mentally prepare use or things I could do to I woke up with a jolt and
myself for it. But I just miss my appointment. was puzzled as to wWhat had
couldn’t. happened over there. When
All of a sudden, a my senses came back, I sat
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“Get ready, right now!” 5. Now I am 15 and still hate wanted to run away and so I
My mother’s words were it. I lay down and the familiar did, right after thanking him.
lost to my fear. I started face gave me a smile. I didn’t He smiled back.
sweating. My body became bother to learn his name.
numb and my mind went When I had almost
blank. I couldn’t move an He said, “Good evening stepped out, he said, “Well,
inch. Evlyn. How are you doing?” maybe you could have an
It was 5:30pm and the ice-cream for now.”
worst time of my life. I had I mumbled something
overslept and regretted even I couldn’t understand. I turned and looked at him
doing so. My mother shook And he understood that I was and gave him a big smile.
me and shoved clothes scared. He knew about it and After the disaster I had been
into my hands and said grinned. through, I had ought to get a
something I could not relief! So I merrily walked out
understand. I dragged myself “Don’t worry, its not as to grab an ice cream.
across the room, changed bad as you think it is, I’ll just
into different clothes and pull out the bad one in a My mother told me, “I too
before I knew it, we were at jiffy,” he said. had a root canal and still I
the reception already. would give up on ice creams
“Evlyn Mathew,” said I closed my eyes and to which I was stunned.”
my mother, verifying the breathed heavily. He began
appointment we had there. his work as my mother No wonder it hurt so bad,
The receptionist asked us to waited outside. I thought and I took an oath
go straight ahead and into that day, that I would, maybe
the doctor’s room. I moaned in agony and not give up but at least cut
The hospital was right just when I could take it no down on the quantity of
across the street and remains more, he said, “There. All chocolates I would eat.
to be my stop for dental done. Don’t eat too many
check-ups, right since I was chocolates or you’ll end 117
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I grinned at thought of it.
I had a ball of cotton in my
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Sarah Joseph
II PCMB ‘A’

This was Angela’s very beauty, with one hand remembered Mona Lisa
first trip abroad. She grasping her mother’s and from a chapter in her history
couldn’t contain her the other holding on to her textbook. “I really want to see
excitement as she waited at favourite teddy bear, Pierre. Mona Lisa, mummy.”
the airport. “We’re going to
France! I cannot wait to see At the hotel room, But there was a long
the Eiffel Tower! Mommy, do Angela was bouncing off the queue and Angela managed
you think I will be allowed to mattress, out of excitement. to get only a glimpse of the
climb all the way to the top? She couldn’t wait to get most famous painting by
Oh I cannot wait to see Mona to go sight-seeing. As she Leonardo Da Vinci.
Lisa, isn’t she beautiful?” gobbled down her lunch, she
Angela was springing all didn’t forget to share some Disappointed, she
over the place. Her mother with Pierre, who she claimed trudged out. They heard
giggled, “Calm down dear, loved French cuisine. The an announcement saying
we will be there soon.” first stop was the beautiful that the museum would be
Angela gazed longingly museum, The Lourve. It is closing soon.
out of the airplane, “How one of the biggest museums
much longer?” Her seat belt in France, unfortunately, they As they neared the exit,
was off even before the only managed to reach there Angela froze. She had
airplane touched the ramp at 4pm while the museum dropped Pierre.
and she sprinted to the door, would close at 7pm. “Don’t
waiting for it to open. Her worry Angela,” said her “Mummy, I cannot leave
mother clasped her hand mother, “We will try to cover Pierre behind.” And she
tight, “Don’t be in such a as much as we can.” rushed off without another
hurry dear.” word. She ran as fast as she
Angela stepped out of As they were strolling could. Suddenly, she heard
the pane in awe of France’s around, looking at the sounds of the shutter closing,
beautiful sculptures the museum was locked.
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tapped on her shoulder, she Angela stammered,
turned behind to look, it was into her ear. As Angela left
Mona Lisa! “Thank you, could you please the building, she waved
help me get out of here?” goodbye and ran into her
“Are you searching for mother’s arm.
something?” She asked. Mona Lisa smiled her
famous smile, took Angela’s “You will not believe me
Confounded, Angela hand and led her out. Mummy!” She exclaimed.
pinched herself, not able to
believe what she was seeing. Before leaving, Angela “I’m just glad that you
Was this really Mona Lisa, turned and asked her, “What are safe,” he mother smiled
she thought to herself. The is the secret of your smile?” and they walked back to the
lady held out Pierre, and hotel.
Mona Lisa whispered it

Alamelu S. A Miracle
1st PCMB ‘C’

Madumita was shell the food had turned charcoal message of Christ and
shocked when black sending strong burnt Christmas. They started to
the doctor had odour in the place. She sing the song ‘silent night,
spoken these words “you immediately turned off the holy night’ and being a
or the baby will survive, not stove and remembering the lover of melodies Madumita
both.” She was too disturbed knock went to see who it listened and swayed to the
to even remember that the was. rhythm. Suddenly hearing
food she had been preparing the words ‘Christ was born’,
was burnt. Being a widow, It was the Christmas she sat upon the floor with
she had counted on the child choir that went to people’s flashbacks of the doctor’s
to be her strength but now… houses spreading the
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ringing in her ears, tears
were welled up in her
already swollen eyes that
had become puffy due to
the amount of tears she had
shed. She wanted the baby to
survive but what help would
it be when it would see the
world with open eyes and
search for someone without
knowing that its mother had
gone to eternal sleep so that
it could open its eyes.
There was a sudden knock
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cabin coming to her. very timid and shy. Today she be looked after well by her
The nun who had been ventured courage and told in-laws.
them good morning with
the leader and had arranged a bright smile. She noticed The delivery day arrived,
the choir, immediately went that everyone reciprocated she had prayed to the god
to her and asked her what it. Then she understood what that the child should come
had happened. the nun had told her ‘it is out to this world safely
how we see and take it that and grow well with its
Madumita broke down matters.’ grandparents. After a long
and narrated to the nun all time her in-laws got the news
that had happened, ‘she She then went that very that she and her child were
being widowed and the minute to her in-laws whom safe.
shocking news’. The nun she had not met since her
listening to her replied in a husband’s death. Going Waking up again was a
kind but a firm voice that there, she apologised for not shock for Madumita. After a
would make the listener visiting them before. They week she went and consulted
follow it, “god works in had known that she couldn’t the same doctor who had
different ways he will meet them as it always given her the news. Imagine
perform miracles.” She gave reminded her of their son. the shock when the doctor
a lot of advice and had told her that by mistake her
somehow instilled a little She moved into their reports had been mixed up.
faith in Madumita. in-laws house and was But this had a good effect
overjoyed to see the care too, now she had a family
The next day Madumita with what they looked after who cared for her and her
went to work as usual where her and her unborn child. child.
she met her colleagues Then her faith rose. She knew
whom she had never spoken that after her the child will
to. Being a person who is

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Enthe

Mrs . Josephine Devotta Keralam

Counsellor yethara sundaram

Iwas looking forward a complete discotheque The show was for about an
to this novel exciting, effect on our trip to Munnar. hour. Muscular young boys
experience of travelling We were dancing and in red and black traditional
with 91 STUDENTS and 9 playing loud Hollywood, attire, were literally flying
staff, getting away from Kollywood and Tollywood around with swords, knives
home, not doing my daily music. Munnar is a town and fire on a sand laden hard
chores and just being and hill station, located in floor. The performance was
carefree. Yaayyyyy !! the Idikki district around spectacular and we couldn’t
We left Bangalore on the 1,600 meters above sea level. stop applauding them for the
10thof October 2015 by the Though it was a good long entire show.
Kochiveli Express. The train 5 hour journey the drive up
journey was interesting with the scenic roads was breath The next day, we went to
all kinds of people coming taking. There was greenery Alappuzha, also known as the
in and getting out of the everywhere and nature was “Venice of the East”. We then
train, all through the night. preserved in every nook went on a house boat and it
Some of them even kept and corner. We saw small was awesome.Alappuzha is
sleeping in our reserved beautiful streams of water best known for houseboat
sleepers and I was almost through all the mountains. It cruises along the rustic
giving up on sleeping but did was quiet but we could hear Kerala backwaters, a network
manage to sleep for a couple the birds chirping with the of tranquil canals and
of hours. water gushing down. lagoons. We also had some
We arrived at Aluva early lively entertainment from
We checked into our Tom and Jerry with karaoke
in the morning, the next day. hotel, had breakfast and singing and their voices were
Aluva is one of the most went sightseeing to visit a absolutely brilliant.
important railway stations tea factory but unfortunately
in Greater Cochin situated the factory was not working The next day, we went
in Ernakulam district. When and so we went to Mattupetti to Cochin in a house boat
we arrived, we boarded a Dam and the Echo point. and ate traditional yummy
couple of buses equipped Here, we made our vocal deep fried fish in coconut oil
with strobe lights and fans cords reach out to the
with fire effects, giving us mountains opposite to us with matta which many of us
about a kilometre across a were tasting for the first time
lake and it was amazing that and two teaspoons could
we could clearly hear our fill an entire stomach. Then
echoes.

In the evening we
experienced a traditional
Kathakali or “Kalaripayattu”
show.Kathakali is a martial
art which originated in Kerala
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The Voice | 2015-16 bananas sliced and dipped in a lot of movies have been
we visited the Dutch palace. dough and fried in “coconut filmed such as Raavanan and
The Palace was built and oil”. Yummmmmy!! Baahubali. The sign boards
gifted by the Portuguese as a scared us when we read
present to the Raja of Cochin After that, we went to Lulu “75 people had committed
around 1555. international shopping mall, suicide here.” The bratty
one of the biggest malls in monkeys had a gala time
After that we saw the India and we shopped till we snatching all the snacks away
Chinese fishing nets. They dropped. The mall was so from us.
are fixed land installations, huge that anyone who went
which are used for a very in not knowing where they It was time to get back
unique and unusual method were going would be lost to busy Bangalore, so we
of fishing. Operated from forever. headed back to the station
the shore, these nets are and the train stopped
set up on bamboo and teak We then went to St. only for two minutes and
poles and held horizontally Francis church which is successfully we all jumped
by huge mechanisms, which one of the oldest European into several compartments
lower them into the sea. churches in India, and one of *oof!!!* What a thrilling
They looked somewhat the world’s greatest explorers experience and we arrived in
like hammocks and were Vasco De Gamma was Bangalore the next day.
counter-weighed by large buried here. We learnt a little
stones tied to ropes. known fact that there were I would love to go back
still 6 Jewish families left in to Kerala, because the trip
We then went to Cherai the Jewish synagogue and was an amazing experience
beach and played for a they have their service every and I will cherish each and
Sunday. The architecture was every moment of it all my
long time like kids in the absolutely extravagant. There life. Kerala is truly God’s
rough waves where we had were lamps and Chandeliers country!
crispy palampuri, a delicacy brought from Italy which is
in Kerala, ripen enthram safely maintained to date.

We walked down the
streets shopping and we
saw the world’s largest Uruli.
After that we experienced
the Niagara Falls of India,
the Athirapally falls. There
were 4 different drops where

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Ar t Gallery

Badhavi G, II SEBA ‘C’

Kavya Gowthami, I PCMB ‘B’ Akshaya

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Nuha Fathima, I PCMP ‘C’ Sabah

Nuha Fathim, I PCMP ‘C’ Sabah

Tanushree Dev, I PCMB ‘A’ Ritika, I PCMB ‘B’ JAykoshtiayNai.vNa,sI HPEUBACollege

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Elvita Lobo,
II PCMB ‘B’

Une Mémoire de

Mon Enfance!

Chaque hiver, je passe lac et plus tard, je me suis avant partir, il a dit que nous
mes vacances avec rendu compte qu’il ne devrions regarder dehors
mon meilleur ami savait pas nager. Quand la pluie de météores cette
dans sa maison du lac. nous sommes arrivés, nous nuit. J’ai hoché la tête et
L’oncle Kevin nous a avons mis en place nos nous avons gardé la voiture
averti de n’y pas aller affaires pour s’installer. pour passer chaque vacance
cette fois, comme c’était Cette maison est très grande d’hiver ici. Je ne sais pas ce
la semaine des pluies de et belle. Toutes les nuits, lui qu’a exprimé le souhait. Nous
météores. Nous n’avons et moi nous regardions le sommes arrivés à la maison
pas entendu ce qu’il a dit ciel, en attendant la pluie de à midi et nous avons
et y sommes allés de toute météores (ce qui n’est pas demandé l’oncle Kevin la
façon. Quand nous avons arrivé encore), mais aussi raison de son avertissement.
atteint l’endroit, j’ai rappelé dans la crainte de s’interroger Il a souri et a dit-qui sait
beaucoup de souvenirs sur la mise en garde de où les météorites peuvent
d’enfance comme lorsque l’oncle. Nous avons passé frapper .Nous avons eu un
j’ai tout d’abord heurté mon cette semaine, nous nous bon rire. O! J’ai oublié de
genou contre une pièce de sommes amusés pendant la vous dire que c’était un rêve.
bois où quand j’ai poussé journée, mais craignions tous
mon meilleur ami dans le les nuits. Enfin, il était temps 125
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Shefali,
I HEBA

La cuisine Française est très populaire dans
le monde. Les français sont passionnés sur
l’art de gastronomie. La principale nourriture
des français consiste en pain et fromage
avec du vin.
L’ordre d’un repas français est
Apéritifs :

Escargots, Ragout, Ratatouille, foie gras
Les plats de fruits de mer sont poisson grillé,
bourride de fruits de mer
Le fromage :

Vin, Jus de fruits de saison, kir, champagne.
Crème de cassis
L’entrée :

Le dessert :

Pâtes, soupe, salade niçoise, charcuterie Bûche de noël, Croquembouche, Eclair,
Le plat principal : macarons, Mille-feuilles, mousse au chocolat,
Les plats de viande sont le bœuf madeleine, soufflé
bourguignon, steak aux frites, coq au vin
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Les quatre repas des français sont le petit-
déjeuner, le déjeuner, le goûter, et le dîner.
Le Guide rouge Michelin qui donne les étoiles
michelines aux meilleurs restaurants est un
guide français.
La cuisine française est l’une des célèbres
cuisines dans le monde.

MesSuzanne Sarij,
Vacances2 PCMB ‘C’
Mes vacances d’été sont sans doute
le période la plus heureuse de ma
vie. Car c’est le temps que je peux
passer avec ma famille. Nos vacances ont
commencé le 28 mars et ont duré deux mois.
Mon père et moi sommes allés au nord
de l’Australie. Nous avons quitté Bangalore
le 29 mars et nous avons atteint notre
destination, Mt Hagen le 31 mars à midi. Mt
Hagen est une ville située dans le nord de
la Papua (Guinea) ou l’occupation principale
est l’agriculture. Cet endroit est également
célèbre pour le thé et les plantations de café.
Dès que j’ai mis le pied hors de l’avion, je
pouvais voir ma mère qui attend nous avec des oiseaux de paradis une célèbre variété
impatience. Nous étions tellement heureux d’oiseaux qui se trouve seulement dans
de voir nos parents après un assez long ce pays. Nous sommes également allés à
moment. Nous avons eu beaucoup d’histories d’autres endroits pour faire du tourisme et
à partager. Nous avons également décidé sur de la randonnée avec nos amis. Ces vacances
les différents lieux que nous devions visiter m’ont appris beaucoup de nouvelles choses
et les activités que nous voulions faire. Pour et j’ai aussi eu la chance d’améliorer quelques
moi les vacances sont comme une pause des – uns de mes passetemps. Le temps des
horaires des collèges dans un environnement vacances a enfin pris fin. Il était temps pour
où vous pouvez sentir la brise fraiche, respirer nous de revenir en Inde. Quittant mes
l’air frais et voir la verdure partout. Cette fois parents était difficile. Lors d’un voyage en
nous sommes allés à une station située sur arrière, je me souvenais de tous les doux
une colline. De là, nous pouvions voir toute souvenirs de vacances et attende que mes
la ville en dessous de nous. Nous sommes parents reviennent.

allés pour la randonnée et l’observation des
oiseaux au cours de laquelle nous avons vu

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Anwesha
2 PCMB ‘A’

Mozart l’Opéra Rock est un spectacle public avec leur jeu et leurs voix.
musical français, avec un style Chansons comme “Le bien qui fait mal” et
gothique. Il suit l’histoire de la vie
de l’éminente légende de la musique du 18 “L’assasymphonie” donnait bien les colères
eme siècle, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, dans de Salieri vers Mozart. “L’assasymphonie” a
une manière unique avec chansons du genre même gagné le prix “La Chanson française de
Rock, costumes élégants et paroles pleines de l’année” NRJ.
sens. Les caractères ont été bien dépeints par
les acteurs et actrices. On peut entendre les luttes de Mozart
Les caractères soulignés sont Mozart joué dans sa vie sur des chansons comme “Je dors
par Mikelangelo Loconte, Constanze Webber sur des roses”, “Place je passe”, “Comédie-
- la femme de Mozart - joué par Diane Tragédie”, “J’accuse mon père” et “Penser
Dessigny et Antonio Salieri - le rival de Mozart l’impossible”
- joué par Florent Mothe. Tous ont ravi le
C’est un musical merveilleux à voir.

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Super

Sharon Esther Héros!

2 PCMB ‘A’
Qui sont les super héros?
Quels sont leurs pouvoirs ?
Sont-ils les hommes et femmes extraordinaire avec des super pouvoirs
naturels?
Un enfant rêve d’être un super héro,
Parfois avec le pouvoir de voler, créer du feu, avoir la force, aussi être
riche, beau, célèbre et adoré par le monde entier.
Est-ce ce qu’ils sont tout ça ?
Dites-moi, alors qui sont ceux qui se sont battus dans les frontières
Pour notre bien ?
Sont-ils les personnes âgées qui font cela pour l’honneur?
Ou sont-ils les jeunes qui sont frais et nouveaux comme les fleurs?
Ils sont les lances et flèches brisées.
Ils se réveillent chaque matin au jour qui peut être leur dernier jour.
Ils aussi ont l’amour, la famille, la relation amicale.
Et pourtant, ils sacrifient leur vie, même si c’était pour sauver la vie
d’un petit enfant.
Pour nous, ils donnent leur vie.
Ainsi laissez-nous au moins faire
Pour notre bien.
Le minimum en répondant à une simple question!
“Qui sont les véritables super-héros?”.
-une dédication aux soldats du
monde.

L es Nouvelles Sarah Joseph,
Technologies 2 PCMB ‘A’
Depuis 50 ans, la technologie peut faire mieux des
a beaucoup évolué et son travaux, sans erreur
usage devenant de plus orthographique. Mais les
en plus quotidien. Elle nous permet de sources de ces informations
faire les choses plus rapidement et plus puisées sur internet ne sont pas toujours
efficacement. Mais le monde virtuel est exactes. En revanche on peut communiquer
devenu la réalité des personnes qui a travers le monde entier et abolir les
semblent y être branchées. En effet, distances au moins virtuellement.
certaines personnes deviennent esclaves
des machines. Les consommateurs s’attendent à ce que
le futur soit connecte. Et la réalité rattrape
Les personnes délaissent l’utilisation des déjà la fiction.
livres pour la technologie. Avec cela, on

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PourMMaère Préfère II SEBA ‘C’

Il y a plus de fleurs En Inde, les films jouent un rôle très
Pour ma mère en mon Cœur important. L’inde est célèbre pour son
Que dans tous les vergers industrie cinématographique. Ils sont
Plus de mer le -rieurs divisés en de nombreux films de Bollywood,
Pour ma mère en mon Cœur sandalwood etc faites dans une telle manière
Que dans le monde entier que les personnages inspirent les personnes dans
Et bien plus de baisers la bonne voie. Les personnages sont joués par
Pour ma mère en mon Cœur les gens appelés acteurs et chaque acteur indien
Qu’on ne pourrait en donner a ses propres supporters. De la même façon,
pour ma mère. je suis un grand fan d’un Acteur de l’industrie
du film tamoul nommé “VIJAY” aussi appelé
“Illayathalabathi“. it est né le 22 juin ,1974. Je
l’aime parce qu’il semble bon et agit bien. C’est
une très bonne personne qui aide les pauvres. Je
continue à recueillir des nouvelles et des photos
de lui c’est le premier acteur dans l’industrie
cinématographique tamoul qui a gagné pour
son film le « block buster ». “GILLI” et 100 crores
pour le film “THUPPAKI” il a totalement contribué
beaucoup pour les comités d’acteur tamoul
<<Vijay est comme un soleil Personne ne peut
le toucher et ses fans sont comme des étoiles
qu’on ne peut pas compter >>.

V. Meghana ,
1 SEBA ‘A’

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140 Jyoti Nivas PU College

Golden Jubilee Prayer
Creator God,
You have brought us together,
Rejoicing, as we celebrate the
Story of Your merciful and bountiful love towards
Jyoti Nivas College for the
Past 50 years of its journey.

We remember with gratitude,
The countless many,

Those living and those now in glory,
Who established and fostered
Jyoti Nivas College since 1966.

By your grace, Almighty God,
May this Jubilee Year be for all of us

A time of deep conversion
And joyful return to you

With renewed hope and vigour.

Fill us with your grace, Loving Father, as
We commemorate this Golden Jubilee

As one vibrant family and
Continue to remind us that all that we

Celebrate during this year and
All that we accomplish in our life may be
Towards the pursuit of truth and for the

Service of the entire humanity.

Bless our sacred abode of learning
As we strive to offer holistic education

To the young women of our nation.
Eternal Father, lead us to be instruments

That promote our vision of
Communion, Excellence,
Service and Relevance

So as to foster unity among people

The Editorial Committee wishes to express its gratitude to

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RCIFUL LIKE THE FAJohn 3:16 “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten
Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting
MElife.” Jesus became an epitome of God’s mercy for us. Therefore we are

called to be merciful like the Father.

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