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Monday, July 27, 2015

Summer Challenge Update

As you probably know by now, I am participating in the 2015 Big Book Summer Challenge, hosted by bookbybook. I am happy to be reading my third "big book" this summer[ a book that's longer than 400 pages], and happy that this book can really be considered as more than 400 pages. The last two books I read were both less than 420 pages!
  I started " The Book Thief" by Mark Zusak last night and am pleased to say that I am thoroughly enjoying it. The book is 550 pages, so it will be [ at least according to me] my first really big book this summer. I hope that you have all signed up for the big book challenge, and that you are enjoying reading it very much.

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Sunday, July 26, 2015

Am I happy?

      School starts soon. Really soon. In less than a week! And I don't know whether or not I'm excited.

I'm happy I'll be seeing friends,
But worried about my section,
I'm happy to be meeting my teachers,
But worried about IGCA reflections.

I'm stressed that we'll soon have exams,
But I'm waiting to decorate my locker,
I'm hoping to excel,
And not get stuck in any pranking scams...

So am I excited?
Or am I sad?
Am I stressed?
Do i feel bad?

I don't know,
and until school starts, 
I won't know!

Saturday, July 18, 2015


Hello! If you're new to my blog, then ... Welcome![ I hope you'll join our small community of readers]. I'm trying to be as upbeat as possible in these last few posts before school and monsoon wipe away the sun from the sky and [maybe] the smile from my face.

 I don't know if you have monsoon where you live, but it's certainly a prominent season here in India. Rains have started where I live, and I always find Monsoon to be the following things...
Monsoon is long,
And terribly wet,
Dirt becomes mud,
And about getting colds,
All mothers fret.

The sun is no more,
The sky is dull,
  In Monsoon 
days are endless,
and I feel,
Oh! so restless!

is a pleasant temperature,
but everything else,
is just

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Thursday, July 16, 2015

The pouring of glass

  Have you ever seen glass in a liquid form, glass being poured? I most certainly haven't. But I come very close to seeing poured glass each night as my parents pour out green tea for each other. As the yellow tea leaves the glass kettle, it magically turns transparent, and upon reaching the glass reveals its colour again. It really is magical.It obviously looks much more spectacular in real life, but I hope I can share a little magic with you through this picture.

The pouring of glass

The melted substance,
Inside the glass kettle,
Leaves its home,
And is poured as glass.

For only a split second,
it remembers its home,
and reflects it upon itself.

What had been poured was glass,
but what emerged was tea
And the art of pouring glass,
is known only to we.

Friday, July 10, 2015

The perfect day...

Don't you think it'd be amazing to experience an ideal day? Of course, everyone's ideal day would be different, but I'd like to tell you what mine is. Let me know what your ideal day would be like in a comment below.
The perfect day

My perfect day,
Would be a lazy one,
Relaxing in a secluded home.

With nature around,
 And a  piano at home,
An enormous library,
would be my host

I'd spend hours reading,
Then hours writing,
I'd feel refreshed,
And I'd feel my best,
On my perfect day.

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Monday, July 6, 2015

Mountain to read

I have a mountain of books to read. Literally.  I have borrowed and discovered so many books recently, and I know that I have a mountain of books waiting for me to read.
A mountain to read
A mountain to climb
With every page I climb a foot, 
With every book I finish, 
I'll take a break.

I love knowing, 
There's another one waiting, 
As soon as I finish this one.

A mountain of books to read, 
A mountain I'll gladly climb.
Books for me to read all the time 

Thursday, July 2, 2015

The secret ring

While on our holiday in Spain, my family and I visited a small seaside town called Cadaques. The town had a Mediterranean feel to it, as all the houses were white, and there were small rock beaches. There was also a ring that I saw whilst there. I like to think of it as a secret ring.

The secret ring
A ring of azure,
over a cerulean base,
gifted by the gods,
to the seas of Cadaques.

A beautiful ring,
That Mediterranean Cadaques,
wears on her finger,
It is this ring,
that pronounces her engagement,
To the rest of the world.

This secret ring,
that shows itself once in a blue moon,
that shows us,
that Mother Mediterranean,
is there for us.
The "secret ring" was most probably formed by alga lying on the sea's surface. Cadaques is a beautiful town, and is great for a day visit. I hope you enjoy my imaginative poems. I only write imaginative poems occasionally, but it's fun to write them.

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