English Lovers @ St. Mary's Pala

 A person, maybe a friend which I don't have. My mind is dark no bright no light. Tears on my face, which are unlimited. My brain is burning. I don't know why. We are sharing the same room but you  don't don't  know what's going on in my mind . It's not about others but about me , us. Am I wrong or you are wrong? Yes I am, as always. Perhaps it's all an illusion made by my mind However, I know I am in pain . Post By Neha Jaimon, XII A (2022-23 Batch)

Just like the past 4 days , Dennis stopped by the big blue building that suddenly sprang up in the middle of the city a few days back. Dennis stood staring at the strange building.. What would be happening inside? He couldn't find any details. Nothing was there to indicate what's inside.There isn't any sign of human life yet. Will it be some kind of a factory? No idea.  After a while, Dennis continued walking to his house. In the evening, along with the tea he tried to list the facts he discovered so far. A big building.. huge..Blue in colour..No one is going in or out.There's a board in the front " WHITE PAPERS" in black letters on a white background. A large door in the front facing the pavement.There are many windows, but none of them have ever seemed to be opened. The clock kept ticking. Dennis completed the paperworks for the next day. Unlocked his mobile phone and scrolled through the chats. There were 3 messages from Liya , his daughter. "Hi Dad Di

That One Promised Oasis              You remember that time  You were in an oasis as a child So you drag everyone with you To see if it could be found. The journey is quite costly  But it's a sacrifice you're willing to make, The survivors will understand When they see that oasis so great.                    You think you finally reached it  And enjoy that water so tired  But it sticks to your hand And tastes so much like iron. Now you can't even be sure If it was a dream or a memory, When for those who are left  It was only a nightmare to see. By Cinsa Jose, XI A

  Jealousy and Indian stereotypes. Jealousy is a weird thing. A feeling, perhaps. A feeling that strikes up hatred among friends and family. It is not only the main cause of almost all of Shakespeare's tragedies, but it is also an ever-present villain in our day to day lives. I was brought up in such a way that there is not much for me to be jealous of. My parents have always provided me with all that I would ever want or need without spoiling or pampering me. I also often take pride in my ability to appreciate someone's success without a single trace of malice in my heart and have always been able to reciprocate my feelings towards all my loved ones and feel genuine happiness in their delight. Yet, I must confess that nowadays I find myself stuck in reels of jealousy and look upon myself in horror, shameful of what I've become. It is not material things that I'm jealous of, nor people, nor their lifestyle. I'm jealous of the relationship people can have with ot

     LEAVING THE MEADOW A lovely little meadow So green and fresh and glowing The tiny lambs here and there Gathered under the shepherd's crook Freedom filled the air Bounded by the fences Happiness was there Enchanted with goodness Tears were also there That turned into rainbows With the light of holy sunshine That made the lambs prettier Purity was the way Preaching made it brighter Twists and turns were there Those unwinded by the guardians Now it's time to leave The lovely safer meadow As the lambs have transformed And the time has come The world is waiting out there With the mysteries of life The sparklings of hope And the darkness of despair The liveliness of truth And the lifeless falsehood It's time to enlighten up With the might of the meadow To go along the way That has ups and downs Till the end... Where the eternity welcomes you. By,  Amitha Anikuttan

 A long-long time ago , there was a super_ cool lass named "Amber "and she was a 15 yrs old and also had an adorable-but cheeky sister named "Ameliya "...and above that she had two amazing and supportive freneries called "Emma " and " Brielle "! These three were the "BFF"(Best friends forever...!)Amber knew Emma and Brielle for two months but it felt like one year since she met them. She also had a friendship with a shy but cool guy named "Jake "! They were also one of the well-setteld family in a country  "Ireland "!!! Amber was one of the  cleverest students in the Bio_class at "Oak's Academy " which was one of the most popular and prestigious schools in her hometown!and her school was one of the top-most school in Arklow  , Ireland...!                        ○○○  ♡♡  ○○○One day..., Amber was heading to her Bio_class and she met  with Jake. But in that moment Jake  seemed so sad and was a bit mad . So