A little personal lounge of 8 students. Welcome to the humble abode of our ponderings, doodles and perhaps a few photographs here and there. Hope you enjoy your stay! And please do leave your valuable comments.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
revised intro
Hi....this is our blog; the blog of the children of a school in NEW Delhi, Mirambika. For those who know this school, we are Integrity group(2008).
This blog has our has our thoughts, our expressions....it will tell you what kind of people we are.....the blog is...us.
for people who want more information on this school, please visit www.mirambika.org
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Monday, April 13, 2009
NO WAR...
NO WAr
There was no war, nor was there a need.
Death rose every day and aimed
Through the window,at the people
Who walked by,..... then lowered the rifle.
And laughed at us……….
Death rose every day and aimed
Through the window,at the people
Who walked by,..... then lowered the rifle.
And laughed at us……….
-barkha
DEATH
death
death is a god
walks on water
flies with the wind
can't tell the difference
between a poor or a rich man
and does not care much
and comes to all.........
-barkha
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
rumi's poem
you left and i cried tears of blood.
my sorrow grows.its not that you left.
but when you left my eyes went with you.
now,how can i cry?
RUMI
guys this is a famous persian poet...remember kavi B was talkin abt him
my sorrow grows.its not that you left.
but when you left my eyes went with you.
now,how can i cry?
RUMI
guys this is a famous persian poet...remember kavi B was talkin abt him
Monday, April 6, 2009
New Intro.
Hi....this is our blog; the blog of Integrity group(2008) of Mirambika. It has our thoughts, our expressions....it will tell you what kind of people we are.....the blog is...us.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
DEATH AND LIFE
ALL THAT BLISS WAS BY MAGIC,
BUT THE STORY ENDED WITH A TRAGIC.
WHEN HE GAVE HIS LAST SMILE
AND WENT AWAY THOUSAND MILES.
WHEN THE SUNLIGHT SHONE ON HIS DEATHBED,
HIS SOUL WAS TAKEN FOREVER.
THAT WAS THE END OF HIS IMMORTALITY,
AS HE GAVE IT UP FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE.
AS HE WENT UP HE THOUGHT HIMSELF,
WHEN WAS I ACTUALLY LIVING?
DEATH IS WHEN THE SOUL’S AWAKENED
AND THEN STARTS THE REAL LIFE…
-aabu
BUT THE STORY ENDED WITH A TRAGIC.
WHEN HE GAVE HIS LAST SMILE
AND WENT AWAY THOUSAND MILES.
WHEN THE SUNLIGHT SHONE ON HIS DEATHBED,
HIS SOUL WAS TAKEN FOREVER.
THAT WAS THE END OF HIS IMMORTALITY,
AS HE GAVE IT UP FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE.
AS HE WENT UP HE THOUGHT HIMSELF,
WHEN WAS I ACTUALLY LIVING?
DEATH IS WHEN THE SOUL’S AWAKENED
AND THEN STARTS THE REAL LIFE…
-aabu
Friday, April 3, 2009
its us!!! again... but this time we are human
for the blog members
hey guys,
the blog discription probably needs some updating...
please feel free and post the new discriptions as post. We will collectively decide and the one we like the most will become our new blog description!!!
so get down to it!!
THE TIME OF CHANGE
I know I'll be fine,
It's just a matter of time.
Leaving a place I loved so much,
A place with a spiritual touch.
A place which was my home,
Where everything was my own.
I love my awesome folks,
With whom I shared my feelings and jokes.
My diyas, who didn't teach me but helped me learn,
So that I could earn;
Not money, but knowledge and wisdom.
My sorroundings were like a carefree kingdom.
I am going to miss all of it,
My family which is so closely knit.
Because from a place where I used to learn,
I've come to a place where I'm being taught.
I'm feeling like a banana which is going to rot.
Things are so much different here,
It's like going from the first to the the fifth gear.
I'm not liking it very much right now,
I've kind of stopped saying "wow."
I'm feeling strange,
This is the time of change.
I know everything will be fine,
It's just a matter of time.
-Prerna
It's just a matter of time.
Leaving a place I loved so much,
A place with a spiritual touch.
A place which was my home,
Where everything was my own.
I love my awesome folks,
With whom I shared my feelings and jokes.
My diyas, who didn't teach me but helped me learn,
So that I could earn;
Not money, but knowledge and wisdom.
My sorroundings were like a carefree kingdom.
I am going to miss all of it,
My family which is so closely knit.
Because from a place where I used to learn,
I've come to a place where I'm being taught.
I'm feeling like a banana which is going to rot.
Things are so much different here,
It's like going from the first to the the fifth gear.
I'm not liking it very much right now,
I've kind of stopped saying "wow."
I'm feeling strange,
This is the time of change.
I know everything will be fine,
It's just a matter of time.
-Prerna
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