How your relationship with your parents has evolved with time ? - Saikiran Sahu

 

"A father's goodness is higher than a mountain. A mother's goodness deeper than a sea."
-Japanese Proverb

Every child has an extraordinary bond with his/her parents. Even if they scold, punish, or even sometimes ignore you for teaching you a lesson, they do this for our betterment. I have loving parents, who I sometimes want to get away from, but I know they will always be in my heart and soul.

When I was a baby or even when I was a toddler, what I could remember, they used to get me a lot of gifts and toys for me to play with. They used to coddle me a lot, and even now, as circumstances have changed as I have grown up and have a lot of burden for my studies, they have always given me what I want and shown support for every decision I made. I have many loving relationships, like with my mother and my grandparents, but the one I have an extraordinary place in my heart is of me and my father's relationship. My bond with my father is very unique. We are called a fantastic duo in our family. His opinions have always mattered to me a lot. My father rarely scolds me, and if he does, it is basically due to my academics, but if he has told me to do something, I make it my mission to improve it and make him proud. After all, even if a child becomes an adult, he/she will still be their parents' small children.

Saikiran Sahu

Class-IX, Gyanshree School

I am the master of my fate - Sakshi Singh

I am a composer and conductor in the Grand Symphony of Existence. Each decision is a note; every action is a melody. With unwavering purpose, I sculpt the contours of my destiny, crafting a masterpiece uniquely my own. The score may challenge, but I wield the baton, guiding my life's composition onward a crescendo of fulfilment and purpose.

Sakshi Singh, 

Class 9, Gyanshree school

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Two men looked out prison bars; one saw mud, one saw stars - Rishona Chopra

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Perspective changes something completely. We can be happy even in the worst times with a positive view of the situation. Every cloud has a silver lining; we just have to find that lining. 

Suppose two men look out prison bars; one only sees the bars, and the other looks beyond it and sees the immense beauty of nature. It is our choice to choose what we want to see. It is our choice to be happy, and it is our choice to look at the good sides of a situation. 

In every situation, there is a choice. Either look at the positive and optimistic sides or find faults and be sad. We just have to see that choice. When something happens that is not to our satisfaction, we get negative feelings about it, but we don't realise that there is always a choice to be happy about it. To rejoice in the smallest of things. 

Two men looked out prison bars; one saw mud, and one saw stars. 

It is our choice to look at the positive things in life. After all, peoples' perspectives and thoughts define who they are. There is so much sadness in the world, and it is easy to find faults, but the real challenge is finding happiness in everything. 

Rishona Chopra
Grade VII Gyanshree School

Competition with Ourselves- Rishona Chopra

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It is vital to compete not with someone else but with ourselves. We can continually improve ourselves by doing better than before. In every situation, we can improve. Competing with ourselves is one of the keys to success. It helps us to set up a better goal each time. Slowly, as we improve, we can reach the sky. 

Suppose during exams, if I got 93% last time, I'd set my goal to be 95% this time. Setting small goals helps me achieve big ones with time. 

Therefore, competing with oneself and being the better version of ourselves is great. How others see you is unimportant; how you see yourself matters. 

These are a few lines I would like to quote:
"If you continuously compete with others, you become BITTER, but if you compete with yourself, you become BETTER. "

Rishona Chopra
Grade VII Gyanshree School

The Ocean's tales - Rishona Chopra

 
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The ocean has many tales to tell,

From a seashell to a fish’s farewell.

All the stories have a uniqueness,

Each is enriching and fresh!

So why not take a break from our day,

And hear the ocean say.

The whales go jumping upside down,

The school moves together in their town.

A salmon’s funeral takes place,

They all grieve and cry, calling humans a disgrace!

On the other way,      

The penguins find their prey.

The seagulls run after the small fish,

Eager to make them their dish.

Haddocks swim as far from the Shark’s home,

Wishing they were in Rome!

The underwater world is indeed as adventurous,

As the world above is tedious.

These stories are what make it so pretty,

And yet so witty!

Rishona Chopra

Grade VII B

Gyanshree School

Inner beauty- Saikiran Sahu

Oneself is not judged by how one looks,

but the soul with that shines bright.

The skin how may ever it look,

at the end matters how ferocious or delicate it is,

Not the most fanciful but the empirical that stands out

Oneself is not judged by how,

One appeals but the power of will and inner beauty within!

Saikiran Sahu, 
Class-IX
Gyanshree School
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Rainy day from my window- Saikiran Sahu

Rain is a boon; without rain, there is no life. We don't understand its importance until it is taken away. I understood this during my summer holidays. That one day taught me a lot. I was watching the dark clouds hovering over our house, blocking the skin-burning rays of the mighty Sun, giving a great sense of relief after the days of torture that I bleared. 

With a flash of loud, boisterous lightning, the clouds started to pour their precious beads of water with the gush of a cold breeze that slightly touched my face as if wanting to convey a message. 

The soothing tingles and pitter-patter of the rain made my eyes shut, putting me to sleep just like my mother used to when I was an infant. Even the trees were dancing to the beats of the rain as if in a dance party. The smell of the fresh mud gave me a homely feeling and eventually sent me down memory lane!

This was my experience of a rainy day from my window.

Saikiran Sahu

Grade- IX 

Gyanshree School

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