The Great Indian Hero!

You are my hero-

You are Netaji!

You fought bravely

To get Mother free.

You asked for ‘blood’

To give us ‘freedom’;

To keep your promise,

It was a great wisdom.

Uniting the whole nation

You made an ‘army’,

Together they fought

And, thrown out the enemy.

You were brave,

You were great.

You are not there-

Thus, we regret –

My Experience in the previous class! (269 words)

Last year when I was promoted to class VI from V, I was really sad. My most memorable class was class V and I really enjoyed in that class. But as all good things should come to an end, I had to leave class V.

 As soon as I entered the class, I was shocked to know that our class teacher was Sanjay sir! But I tried my level best to adjust and soon, I got habituated to this class. For some reason, my place was shifted. At first, I was really uncomfortable with my new bench-partners, Vishaka and Astha.

Then, after a few weeks, we three, me and my two bench-partners, got quiet friendly. We started enjoying with each other. We had a great time sitting together. And more interesting, our row was filled with all the friendly girls of our girls.

 These are the good experience. Now comes the bad ones. I was really sad to know that my all the friends are in the other class. I became really lonely. First day I got a bad scolding from my class teacher, it was really the worst thing to happen.

 I also had some fight full days. But, I made a few good friends in my class too. I learnt a lot of things in my class. I learnt how to share. I had both good and bad experience in my class and soon had to leave this class too.

 I really enjoyed class VI more than I had expected and I really miss and cherish its memories after being promoted to the next class, i.e, VII!

A Day I Like To Forget….!

There are certain days in every ones life which are very memorable. Some of the days we would like to cherish and some are so awful that we just want to forget. If we can’t eliminate from our head, we don’t understand how to react. And, gradually we do forget about it.

    

In my life the most horrible day was 18^th of September’2011. It was an occasion of “Vishwakarma Puja”; everyone was busy from the morning. It was raining outside. None had the idea of what is going to happen.

 

Most importantly, next day was my examination and I had to prepare myself, so I did. But I didn’t even guess that what was coming next. 

It was about 6 o’clock in the evening. My parents were up on the terrace. Suddenly, I felt a jolt and the study table shook a bit. I thought it might be my imagination. But again the same happened. Slowly, it started shaking violently and I thought that now it can’t be taken lightly anymore and it was nothing but the thing I dreaded _ ‘EARTHQUAKE’!

My parents were up on the terrace, and I in the room, suddenly I fell from the chair! Then I heard mom calling from outside, somehow I went out of the room and then down stairs.

We were all safe, but many lives went. It was a ghastly experience for one and all, and I definitely like to forget.