2/08/2015


Basketball's my favorite sport.
I dribble up and down the court.
The ball goes bouncing off my toes
and beans the teacher on the nose.

He stumbles back and grabs his nose
and hits the wall and down he goes.
The other players stop and stare.
They've never heard the teacher swear.

With no one playing anymore,
I grab the ball. I shoot. I score.
I love this game! It's so much fun.
The teacher cried, but, hey--we won.


At history I'm hopeless.
At spelling I stink.
In music I'm useless.

From science I shrink.
At art I'm atrocious.
In sports I'm a klutz.

At reading I'm rotten.
And math makes me nuts.
At language I'm lousy.

Computers? I'm cursed.
In drama I'm dreadful.
My writing's the worst.

There's only one subject
I'm sure I would pass,
but they don't teach
video games in my class.


I spread them out
Across the floor.
An empty box,
There were no more.

I looked again,
It wasn’t there;
So what to do,
It’s just not fair.

Instructions plain,
No way to beat them.
If it’s broken,
You can not eat them.

These grownup rules,
Sometimes aren’t real.
I checked once more,
There was no seal!


Sister’s cat is a real ratfink
No matter what she tries to say,
‘Cause when I make a small mistake
The stupid cat gives me away.

When I broke Dad’s model airplane
And tried to claim that it was her,
She ran and jumped up in Dad’s lap
And won him over with a purr.

Dad said eggs make cats’ fur shiny.
So why waste a good rotten egg?
The stupid cat ran in the house
And rubbed it off on Mama’s leg.

I want to warn you so you’ll know,
My little sister is a brat;
But I will give her to you free
If you will also take her cat.


There was once a mischievous ass who put on a lion’s skin. He went off towards the forest trying to scare all the foolish animals lie saw.
The ass was highly amused to see the others run away from him in fear. He continued enjoying himself in this Manner for a few days. Everyone in the forest talked about the lion but the poor animals were helpless because of their fear.
One day, the ass came across a fox an(] tried to frighten him as well. But the clever fox soon heard the ass’s real voice. He laughed and exclaimed, “You silly ass. I too would have been frightened like the others if I had not heard you bray. Didn’t you realise that you would be caught soon?” The fox was too smart to be fooled by outward appearances.


It was too late before I realized that I was too late for my interview. This time I knew for sure if I didn’t make it I would probably  have my family rip me apart , my friends laugh at me like they usually do , my girl friend lose hope on me and mainly my mentor in college never give me that second look again for any kind of help. God, that one minute I realized I was doing nothing in life. When I had no interview the previous day I got up fresh at five in the morning and today, when it is an important day of my life, I sleep like a log. What the hell is wrong me? Finally, I dress up; manage to get out of the house for the interview. I still had confidence that I would make it. Also, managed to get an auto and I was on my way to the interview.

On my way, I found this dog bleeding and was even surprised to see that nobody was interested in the dog .Another few hours; I definitely knew the dog would be dead. I was sure that the dog was hit by some vehicle and the owner of the vehicle never bothered to take it to the hospital. Then I realized, nobody took a second look at the dog because they had their office. Oh my God, I thought for a minute, has the human race become so mean and crude that their office is more important, that they cannot take a trifle thing like a dog to the hospital. That one minute I closed my eyes and set my priorities straight. The dog seemed more important to me that day. I took her in an auto, took her to the local hospital. The doctor said she would have been hit by a car or a lorry and also said she needs a few weeks of rest. I admitted her, when I was the leaving the hospital I somehow I felt a certain a wave pass through me. This wave or I guess my inner conscious that I felt so powerfully that minute made me feel good as a person and also told me that I should chuck the interview and go back home.

When I went home, my whole family kept asking how the interview went and started laughing for no reason. My father as usual said ‘Oh I am sure my friend here would not have been able to make it ‘For the first time, no yelling, no words of my family hurt me even a one percent. I guess my call for the interview was a blessing in disguise. I just knew I care a rats ass about anything and wouldn’t care too hoots even if it meantime breaking up with my girlfriend. I knew now why I got up late. I am not an engineer even after studying four years of it. So what if my family had a group of engineers. That does not mean, I have to be one.

I spoke to no one, went directly into my room and just crashed. That day evening I got up at five and told myself that I am going to be doing some service to people. Whether it’s an NGO, an old age home or an organization to take of orphans I am ready for it. I quickly started my Pulsar and went to MAD and enrolled myself. Everybody there looked and smiled at me and said why you are here after doing engineering. I felt so welcomed there and felt so great to be a part of such a nice organization which has also done a lot of work during the Bombay Blasts and the Orissa storm.

I didn’t know one day could change your life so much and change it for the better. I again felt a wave pass through me, the wave told me, Oh my god you are not welcome in your family but you are welcome outside. That made me wonder whether I should go back home. I realized that respect is really important .I don’t even mind people shouting and telling me their problem on my face, but  these silent digs that my family make at me are really distasteful.

 I went back home, told my mom and that I am going to be living alone for some time and I needed it. I felt I needed solitude, I needed the silence, I needed the time for contemplation to realize who I truly am. I managed to find a small place to stay in. Those twelve months I spent taking care of orphaned kids, saving a dog’s life and also doing a lot of corporate social responsibility made me feel so much better. Yes, that year I obviously didn’t earn much. But. I must say I was happier, more content and was more on the path to self insight.

Today , I am back to engineering , my family understood that I needed that time to myself , my family understood that what they were doing was wrong . I knew, me telling them would never help and that I wanted them to realize everything on their own. I also knew that I can’t go on doing service , that I have to come back  into the family fold .Later , get married , so on and so forth . Today , my family respects me , I earn well , I work in Ford as a system engineer and am basically happy with life . When I get time, I try to do work for the society. Yes, I am a happy man now.......

2/04/2015


Mackenzie put a whoopie cushion
on the teacher's chair.
Makayla told the teacher
that a bug was in her hair.

Alyssa brought an apple
with a purple gummy worm
and gave it to the teacher
just to see if she would squirm.

Elijah left a piece of plastic
dog doo on the floor,
and Vincent put some plastic vomit
in the teacher's drawer.

Amanda put a goldfish
in the teacher's drinking glass.
These April Fool's Day pranks
are ones that you could use in class.

Before you go and try them, though,
there's something I should mention:
The teacher wasn't fooling
when she put us in detention.


I started on my homework
but my pen ran out of ink.
My hamster ate my homework.
My computer's on the blink.

I accidentally dropped it
in the soup my mom was cooking.
My brother flushed it down the toilet
when I wasn't looking.

My mother ran my homework
through the washer and the dryer.
An airplane crashed into our house.
My homework caught on fire.

Tornadoes blew my notes away.
Volcanoes struck our town.
My notes were taken hostage
by an evil killer clown.

Some aliens abducted me.
I had a shark attack.
A pirate swiped my homework
and refused to give it back.

I worked on these excuses
so darned long my teacher said,
"I think you'll find it's easier
to do the work instead."


Alyssa likes to draw and write. 
She draws weird things 
Both day and night.

She draws funny dogs and people. 
She drew a church 
With no steeple.

She drew Santa, then drew an elf 
And then she tried 
To draw herself.

She wasn’t happy with her art 
And erased it. 
The awful part..

Is that, just as we all feared, 
Erasing it.. 
She disappeared!


Mom gave me a bowl of soup 
That had a bunch of letters. 
So I spelled out FRENCH POODLES 
And then spelled IRISH SETTERS.

Next I spelled FINNISH LAPHOUND, 
Then even though it was hard, 
Spelled MEXICAN CHIHUAHUA 
And then I spelled SAINT BERNARD.

But when I spelled out HOUSE CAT 
The dogs all tried to get her. 
She jumped out of my soup bowl, 
Chased by a ROSMORE SETTER!

Soup spilled all over the floor 
And made a terrible mess. 
It splattered all down the front 
Of Aunt Lilly’s Sunday dress.

Well Mama’s quite unhappy 
And Aunt Lilly’s kind of sore. 
It seems to me that no one 
Believes the truth any more!



A castle is a huge building built for the purpose of human habitation mostly people of the princely class. A huge building needs a good foundation otherwise it will not stand properly and so it will get destroyed disappointing us. So if we try to achieve something we should have the proper background and the necessary' skill to do it…if we do not have these skills and the background then we should spend our lime and energy to develop them. Once we have attained these skills We can then concentrate on achieving our goal. 
When we want to learn swimming we should not stand on the banks of the swimming pool and keep imagining about swimming. Instead we should get into the water and start learning the techniques of swimming properly. Similarly a student who wants to excel in an examination should not spend the time or just talk with or boast to others imagining that he comes out with flying colours. If he has the intention of excelling others, he must make his study habits proper, study and prepare with full concentration and sit for the examination confidently. Instead, if a student just flaunts with others as though he is a scholar, then the result will be otherwise. So when a person lays the base properly and sufficiently strong and carries out one’s activities hopefully and with involvement, one’s expectation is fulfilled and achievement is certain. 


Once upon a time, a hungry fox was roaming around here and there searching for food. Because of hunger, he was feeling weak and tired. Fortunately, he came to a garden where he saw a grape-vine laden with bunches of grapes they looked quite ripe and juicy.
The fox looked at the grapes with longing eyes and licked his chops. But the bunches were too high for him and he was feeling weak. So he sat down for a while to take some rest. On feeling refreshed, he jumped as high as he could, to get at the grapes. But he failed to reach them.
Then he again rested for some time and made another bold attempt, but was unlucky for the second time. 
Forced to give up trying anymore, he just walked away and instead of accepting his failure, he remarked "the grapes appeared to be ripe and juicy, but now I see them to be quite sour."
This story, thus, proves that, people generally hate what they can't get.

2/02/2015


A fish in a spaceship is flying through school.
A dinosaur's dancing on top of a stool.
The library's loaded with orange baboons,
in purple tuxedos with bows and balloons.


The pigs on the playground are having a race
while pencils parade in their linens and lace.
As camels do cartwheels and elephants fly,
bananas are baking a broccoli pie.


A hundred gorillas are painting the walls,
while robots on rockets careen through the halls.
Tomatoes are teaching in all of the classes.
Or maybe, just maybe, I need some new glasses.


My daddy’s not the President,
Or some big famous movie star.
He’s just the mostest ‘portant man
In this whole big old world so far.

Last night I learned he’s Santa Claus;
I really think it’s kind of neat.
I found his Santa uniform
Hidden beneath our window seat.

You think he doesn’t look the part,
Well that is not a big surprise.
‘Cause right beside his Santa suit
Was his Santa Claus disguise.

I don’t know where he keeps his deer,
Or where his Santa workshop is.
But last night when I heard him talk
I knew the voice was really his.

So when we play, you best be good,
And treat me very nice because,
My dad’s the world’s most ‘portant man;
He happens to be SANTA CLAUS!


A wolf was going over a high way in the evening. It was hungry. He met a dog. The dog was fat and appeared happy. The wolf made friendship with the dog.
“You are looking better. It appears you are happy and enjoying. Your skin is so nice. You have been fed properly with vitamins, proteins and minerals” said the wolf.
“Look my friend, my life is simple. I watch my master’s house. He feeds me daily four times. I have been given a small house where I sleep well. I don’t have any difficulties.”
“Then your life is good. I also wish the same. But you see my plight. I am always hungry. You see my bones. I am fed very little. I don’t have vitamins and proteins in my food.”
“Ok then. Come with me. Live with me. You will also be happy. Luxury maketh a person” said the dog.
The wolf agreed. Both of them reached the house where the dog lived. Both were happy. As the wolf entered the house accidentally he saw the top of the dog’s neck. He found no hairs there. If at all there were hairs they were too short.
“Why there are no hairs on your neck?” The wolf asked the dog.
“Oh! my dear friend. Why doyou ask it? My master puts a belt on my neck. The belt rubs the neck while the belt is tied to a chain tight. My master pulls it and pushes me into the kennel”  said the dog.
“What ? neck tie and chain” the wolf thus said and didn’t enter further. He was astonished  to hear what the dog said.
“Friend, let me go back. I am not jealous about you. You eat good food. But you are tied here. My bones are thin, true. But I am free in my world. I can go anywhere I like. Thank you. I shall go back.”
Thus said wolf went back to his forest.
MORAL: The freedom of poverty is better than happiness in slavery.



2/01/2015


Vikram was a brave king. Once, he had to fight against a large army with just a few soldiers, he was defeated. He had to run for his life. 
Vikram took shelter in a forest cave. He was very depressed. His courage had left him. He was blankly gazing at the ceiling of the cave. An interesting scene captured his attention. 
A small spider was trying to weave a web across the cave ceiling. As the spider crawled up, a thread of the web broke and the spider fell down. But the spider did not give up. He tried to climb again and again. Finally, the spider successfully climbed up and completed the web. 
Vikram began to think, "If a small spider can face failure so bravely, why should I give up? I will try with all might till I win". This thought gave strength to the defeated king. 
Vikram got out of the jungle and collected his brave soldiers. He fought against the large army. He was defeated again. But now, he would not give up his fight. 
Vikram again and again fought against the large army and finally, after many attempts defeated the large army and regained his kingdom. He had learnt a lesson from the spider. 

MORAL : Perseverance paves way to success.


The aliens have landed!
It's distressing, but they're here.
They piloted their flying saucer
through our atmosphere.
They landed like a meteor
engulfed in smoke and flame.
Then out they climbed immersed 
in slime
and burbled as they came.

Their hands are greasy tentacles.
Their heads are weird machines.
Their bodies look like cauliflower
and smell like dead sardines.
Their blood is liquid helium.
Their eyes are made of granite.
Their breath exudes the stench of foods
from some unearthly planet.

And if you want to see these
sickly, unattractive creatures,
you'll find them working in your school;
they all got jobs as teachers.


There’s nothing that Alia likes
More than to color in her book.
She uses colors that she likes
And never cares how strange they look.
Who made the rules that skies are blue
Or that the grass has to be green?
The horses that she colors pink
Are prettier than some I have seen.
If you’ve not seen a purple cow,
Then you’ve not seen Alia’s book.
Orange dinosaurs, and Teddy bears,
Can all be found there, if you look.
All of those rules about the lines,
That say you must stay in between…
Make no more sense to our Alia
Than those that say grass must be green.
And if you criticize her art,
For colors you think don’t agree,
Then maybe things in grownup land
Are not the same as when you’re three.


That is the difference between me and you.
You pack an umbrella, #30 sun goo
And a red flannel shirt.  That's not what I do.
I put the top down as soon as we arrive.
The temperature's trying to pass fifty-five.
I'm freezing but at least I'm alive.
Nothing on earth can diminish my glee.
This is Florida, Florida, land of euphoria,
Florida in the highest degree.
You dig in the garden.  I swim in the pool.
I like to wear cotton.  You like to wear wool.
You're always hot.  I'm usually cool.

You want to get married.  I want to be free.
You don't seem to mind that we disagree.
And that is the difference between you and me.



Like primitives we buried the cat
with his bowl. Bare-handed
we scraped sand and gravel
back into the hole.
                               They fell with a hiss
and thud on his side,
on his long red fur, the white feathers
between his toes, and his
long, not to say aquiline, nose.

We stood and brushed each other off.
There are sorrows keener than these.

Silent the rest of the day, we worked,
ate, stared, and slept. It stormed
all night; now it clears, and a robin
burbles from a dripping bush
like the neighbor who means well
but always says the wrong thing.