English Lovers @ St. Mary's Pala

He has passed, he’s is still passing by and has to go on. He never stops nor he goes back. Very punctual he is, so he wants us to be like him. “Time heals”, some say, it worries the others. I don’t know exactly. Every day I see him working very hard.   He has a fair complexion, and a cute grin, but often forgets to smile or to have a look at his face. He is that engrossed in his work. he never rests. He’s cursed and blessed at the same time. He spears a tear for the one whose time has come and never forgets to peek into their (human) beautiful moments also. Sometimes he is cunning and wicked and other times childish and stubborn. His eyes, speaks stories of many even though his lips never.  He saw beginnings and foretold their fates, produced many riddles to test the so called crown of creation. They only tried but not yet successful. Yes, time he is the only one to solve it.’cause only he can understand the misery of the mystery.   Once I asked hi...

Good evening to all, the boxing fans, jam packed in Tompkins square park.This is Cathy from Tompkins square park. Hearty welcome to the much awaited final elimination round of Golden glove championship presented by U.S sports and games.This is the moment we all have been waiting for. The bout between two youngsters, the Puerto Rican fighters.Yes the Amigo brothers. Put your hands together. Lets welcome Antonio Cruz and Felix Vargas. Here in the left corner, in black shorts stands Antonio weighing 133 pound and in the right corner stands Felix in blue shorts weighing 134 pounds.Both are chasing the same dream, the Golden glove champion.The referee all set for the match here is Mr John. Who..who...who.. wins the cup? ...No idea . Is it going to be a neck and tie match..? Will it be a dreadful match.There will be no draw. Of course,the best man wins... Ladies and gentlemen, Are you ready, aren't you? Let's go rumbling...... Post by Gayathridevi M, XII B

Call on -visit  Call for -demand  Call off. - Decide to stop  Call out. -Summon  Call up -telephone to  Call upon-visit  Carry on -continue  Carry out -perform  Carry off -complete successfully  Carry over -transfer 

I Saw Her  She came like an angel  Not from the heaven  But, from the earth  There, l met her at hilltop.   She took my hands within her's   Loving my trembling hands   To make it warm and wet   Oh l felt the awaiting touch. Then we ran down fast  Towards a glowing brook  And fell down on knee  And together bleed.   With pants full of dust   We laughed and laughed   And sat down on the loan   Tired by our adventure.  She holds my hands tight  In the days of darkness  And lead and showed me  lantern brimming peace.  She taught me nothing   But only you who live   Within her, inside her   She was my friend. Post by Jeava Maria Joseph, XII C

Dear India,   I am the jwala that ignites Indian hearts...I am the consciousness which leads the way... I am dharma....   India...where do you stand today??? Where is the ahimsa that saved you from vile hands of adharma...? Where are your leaders who promised that they will be alive at the hearts of Indians...?  India... what have you done?...You are hiding warmongers in the shade of development... You have become deaf to the crying of your children...you are shutting down your senses towards poverty and other matters of concern...why?   The father of the nation is deceived...murderers are worshiped in his place... You fight for the reasons unknown. Justice is a myth. Truth is a lie. India.... you are fading...and everyone except you are realizing it...   You are still following the failed paths trodden black...you are forgetting who you are...who you were...your history is confined to textbooks...your legacy is conceale...

In these days when education is marketised to bring out only the best academic results, only to admit students who score best, art remains a good for nothing. Everyone is bestowed by a godly talent that need to be polished and carved out. But nowadays schools do nothing to bring up inner talents of students despite conducting talent fest as a ritual.   There are many students who wish to showcase their hidden treasure. They may not be the toppers, yet they seek appreciation that enrich their confidence.   In a contracted school life, it gives them opportunities to realise oneself. Group participation allows students to learn sharing and caring. Moreover they learn the happiness in involved group work.   It's sad as many schools promote only those who promise to win prizes. It just seems to be better from a logical viewpoint.Thus they shatter the aspirations, the hopes, the toil of many. In a race only one wins. But still we can keep trying. In certain ...

Recently I happened to read a book by Mr. Joseph Annamkutty Jose. The name of the book was"Daivathinte Charanmar". The title of the book means the spies of god.   Most probably you all know about Joseph Annamkutty Jose. He is well known as a radio Jockie and also a social motivator who delivers motivating speeches through videos in social media. The book "Daivathinte Charanmar " is the second book of the author after his book "Buried Thoughts".   The book is about the experiences of the author at various stages of life. He accounts the interference of various persons at various points of his life. He submits in this book that those persons are 'spies' or messengers whom god had depicted to modulate his life. Personally, the chapter 'Mayanadhi' turned to be most touching one which I won't like to explain in detail as I prefer not to disclose the suspense and want you people ...