Thats What we call School Life!!



Student life… A life all you elders remember,

only ask the child what he goes through,

with the exam tension, then the D-day to the PTM…

-confidence that hinders!!


12 months that we count,

and a time table set for the top results…

only we know the first day we make the time table…

-the day before the examination does the preparation start!!


Waiting from the day we enter school,

two classes that we want to skip,

and when actually reach the class we dreamt of in being…

-A milestone-The journey through which we all time trip!!


Wishing every time that the school hours just were for two hours…

with the break time being about an hour past half,

but the bell which goes out after twenty minutes sharp,

and the history period lasting for 45 mins… Thats a routine very cunningly choreographed!!


Day after day submitting those “Handwritten projects”,

And PPT’s that have additional 5 marks,

When you needn’t feel the necessity of making the project

and having full confidence on your marks…

-And the day you realise that those 5 marks can make you pass!!




From Friends to the canteen bunking,

from pooling in money every time to fooling the canteen uncle,

From that PT period to those Maths practicals,

From catching the bus last minute and making everyone late to the home time bus pranks!!


Who would actually not want to relive these moments…

When I sometimes get tired of my school life and sit back and think of all of these,

my last year in school…

What will happen to me when i grow old?


Analysing Why Rapes take place in India!

Hello All! I was a bit irregular these days because of my final exams… But I am here back now!!

So, I had been selected for a survey regarding Analysing Why rapes take place and life after rapes… So here’s a short writeup summing points up:

1.Why do rapes take place?

Rapes, though, are an outcome of an impulsive act, the genesis lies in a deeper vicious circle of faulty and negative conditioning , skewed upbringing  in the society, lack of education, unemployment , peer pressure and exposure to undesirable content through social media.

2.How can Girls, boys and society be changed:

The change has to start at the level where each parent sensitises their sons towards women, make them empathetic and instil in them the concept of equality of boys and girls.

It is the initial discrimination in the society instilled in the male child which makes him to distinguish himself as the superior sex and the female to be subservient  to him physically, emotionally and economically.

Secondly, but more importantly, it is imperative that the girl child is groomed to be economically independent and emotionally strong to sustain an independent existence. It is only when girls who have till age suffered due to their economic and physical dependence on their male wards, can now have a strong footing if economically independent. The fear of being rejected and divorced had led the woman to bear the injustice ,discrimination and ridicule. But as she now is equally educated, empowered, she faces the world with new confidence.

3.How does media play a role?

Accessibility to media had until now had been restricted to television and news print, but with the increased exposure to internet mediated social networking and the availability of all literature at the click of the button accessible at all levels is proving to be debilitating for the psychological mindset.

Researches indicate that pornographic content on youtube, movies or any other visual media, is desensitising the male youth and making them unable to handle or channelise their instincts.

4.What can Police, Law do?

There are a lot of laws formed in favour of women but its needs proper and speedy implementation. Delay in justice is justice denied. As mentioned in “The Washington Post”, dated 29 December,2012, ‘The country has about 15 judges for every 1 million people, while China has 159. A Delhi high court judge once estimated it would take 466 years to get through the backlog in the capital alone.’

Why not?… And needn’t be!

Why not I come back home late?

And needn’t answer all questions asked for doing so…

If boys are allowed to hangup with their friends so late,

And when asked… “We went for a late night show!”?


Why not I wear that dress?

And needn’t change them as they ask me to do…

If boys can come out in their knickerbockers, shirtless,

Me wearing sleeveless is unacceptable, boys in that look cool?


Why not I get a tattoo?

And needn’t take permission for getting one…

When my brother was not even questioned once,

And me to not have a tattoo… is that even done?


Why not I spend my money on myself?

And needn’t tell all where I earned all that from…

when a boy can spend his parents money on girls,

a new girl which he brings every month!


Why not I roam about freely in those streets?

And needn’t fear that someone might chase me…

When that same boy is not asked by his parents what he was upto,

But the girl is accused that it was all her fault, What an analogy!


Is that all you talk about equality?


Then why not have shame on us…

And needn’t give any excuses for it,

When can’t we stand up together to fight for the cause,

And make a society that together we knit?


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Are we Ready yet?

Looking through the glass window,

I saw myself vaguely,

Rather the outside world better!

Is It how we are?


I guess from the beginning,

In the race to know the outside,

We often miss ourselves within,

We seem to be so unclear!


So unclear,

That we often misjudge our own judgements,

Question our own intention,

Curse our own being!


Things on the outside are appealing,

From that dress to that girl,

Why I am not like her? Is the question,

Get distressed and curse once again!


To fit in this ruthless world,

One seems so happy and satisfied physically,

But is sinking every second within,

Untying a knot towards the lease of life!


I feel, life is a game of hold,

Where you stand on the same starting point,

Depends where you finish!

So, To start the game, always question…. Are we ready yet?