The Unexpected Twist

Everyday life went on. Waking up, getting fresh, having breakfast, going to school, studying, playing, sleeping, I was a 5th grader then, Bored with my life, i wanted to explore like every child. Would watch my di sit with those books called novels and i would think what a waste of tree! And she kept insisting me, "Harshi, read books!" and i would think- has locked herself in these pages now wants to capture me, Books-I HATED them. Who would like to sit with the same book? How can such an active child sit around in a corner with patience. IMPOSSIBLE I used to think.
Then on 5th December which happens to be my birthday my parents gave me the archies series. I was devastated, dumb folded, horrorstruck anything. I smiled, thanked my parents and hurried downstairrs, ters splashing on my cheeks. My dad said half the present is left and gave me a heavy box.....I unwrapped it to find The HARRY POTTER SERIES engraved on it, I burst out crying. My parents felt offended then. I ran up to my room and slammed the door shut. SLAM! I was like would have given me some pens, would have been more happy.
But day by day my book collection got increasing and i had taken a vow not to touch these novels. I finally managed to glance inside the Harry Potter box after almost a couple of days and I saw thick books of 700 pages, I gave a humorless laugh and cursed the author. However i managed to recover the shock and decided to start reading.The first book(novel) I read was- THE AMAZING DAYS OF ABBY HAYES and it turned out to be so awesome that i thought every book is so nice. Slowly I read fomous five, secret seven, hardy boys and finally that day came when I looked up at my book collection.
Chanting God's name with cross fingers, I picked up the Harry Potter Series' first book. It was magic that within a couple of months, I completed the harry potter series and I was actually in love with it.I explored to a magical world, Hogwarts, I travelled to many amazing places from my bedroom. And eventually these books gave me so much wisdom and adventure that I understood that life is the most interesting thing that can happen to anyone.They eventually became my Best Friends.
I read books so much that i was forced to go outside and play. Books were the thing I kept talking about. I  drifted to a whole new world of imagination and adventure while reading.I  enjoyed like never before. I explored like never before. I understood like never before. Now sitting quietly for hours seem to be so easy. Finding the solution for a problem just needed reference to my books. These pages in which i feared to be captured in now I fell secured to.
Words give life and hope in the worst situation. I used to be a BOOK HATER until I tries one. That birthday when i cried on getting books i feel ashamed about. Though considered madness I love Harry Potter sooo much that I believe in wizards, I believe in Harry. It might not matter to you that much as it matters to me because Harry might be just a character to you for me He's hope in the darkest times, Dumbledore might be a character for you for me my solution to problems. Books might be just pages for you for me my one of the reasons to live. They have made my life extraordinary by giving awesome advice, wisdom and philosophy.

HARRY POTTER MIGHT JUST BE BOOKS FOR YOU FOR ME THE UNEXPECTED TWIST WHO MADE MY LIFE WORTH ENJOYING!!!!!!!!

Those days....

OMG! everyone's new.....How will I make friends????DUH! you are friendly!!! Leave that all now it's my turn-

My name is Harshi Manish Shah.

It was my first day of 7th grade. Though I had some people from the last grade still....new classmates, new teachers. Dude, this is going to be difficult!! I was nervous loads of new people I was feeling...OMG!!!
1st day, 2nd day, 3rd day, 4th day, 1 month, 2 months, 6 months.......Time fled and I was unaware. I was just engrossed in studies and the only thing I was aware was that my class is just AWESOME!!! And here comes last day of 7th grade. I was sort of crying. How can I leave my friends, my wonderful classmates, my gigoundly nice teachers? Those moments when we laughed, those moments when the teacher cried, those days of fun, unity and mischief has fled...have run away to such a place where no  one can visit..no one knows the way, a place called PAST.... Who knows will I be in the same class, will some teachers come again, will there be the same days of fun..WILL THE PAST REPEAT ITSELF IN THE FUTURE?? loads of questions and one answer-Patience.GONE THOSE DAYS OF FUN, GONE THOSE DAYS OF 7B!!!
As said don`t cry cause it`s over smile because it happened. Guiding us through the lanes of confusions to a street of knowledge, through oceans of complexity to a stream of simplicity, stood our teachers....And now GOODBYE TEACHERS, GOODBYE FRIENDS.....

"ALL THOSE MOMENTS WILL BE LOST IN TIME, LIKE TEARS IN THE RAIN!"

INNOCENCE

Okay this blog is just fun...


Once a pre-primary teacher gave the kids an activity to write a letter to good and this is what  they wrote!!

donna means we read thomas edison made lighr, but in sschool they you did it. I bet he stole your idea!:)

THEY ARE FUNNY!! DON`T CONTROL, LAUGH  OUT LOUD...LAUGHING IS THE BEST MEDICINE.....

IT ALL BEGINS WITH YOU

Walking on the road, chips in the hand, bottle in the other, teaching each-other.....is the common scene seen on the Indian roads. I mean a man is going with a chips packet in one hand and a plastic water bottle in another. Now another man spits on the ground and the man with chips shudders and shouts, " Is this your road you are not allowed to pollute it." when he says that we salute but at the other moment he throws the chips packet down and pollutes.......Now where did your GANDHIVADI go?????
Now lets see another example. ON the foreign roads take care rules are  followed, don't spit don't race or a fine you have to face, come to India spit, throw who is gonna stop, race, shout who is gonna say?
But that is wrong.....my uncle came from USA, his son ate kurkure and had the empty packet in his hands he roamed here and there asked people where is the dustbin i want to throw some litter and the answer came from everyone was the same, "The roads are dustbin, throw anywhere you like." or some people watched the boy with amusement as if he just spoke a joke. I was ashamed not of the boy but of my brothers and sisters. I am also writing, i am also teaching but after all I have the right because I am following.

FIRST WE HAD NO RIGHTS, THEN WE GOT EVERY RIGHT AND NOW NO ONE IS RIGHT!!!
दुनिया को बदलने बहुत लोग गए है,
पर सफल  तो वोह हुए है जो खुद बदले है। 

It is just like teaching but ot preaching. I am not telling you to save the world , dont pollute or don't fight, behave or teach you anything about manners I am just telling you-

You must be the change you want to see in the world.”

-Gandhiji

An attachment

In an ocean of happiness,

We sometimes loose ourselves.

Not thinking about the truth,

We keep smiling to our-self.

 

Happiness makes us fly,

It takes us to our dreams.

But sadness when it comes

We are left in ruins.

When we're happy we climb carefully

Thinking to touch the sky

But when the truth comes out of the clouds,

It actually makes us cry.

When the thing we want dearly itself walks to us,

We reach the cloud nine.

But when the same thing is snatched away from us,

We fall with an awful thud

But what can we do,

these are the faces our life.

If we laugh,

Then we have to cry.

Happiness here is expectations,

once broken leaves us most unsettled

It's work is just to hold our hand making us fly,

and then slap on your face and say,"Oye! this was just fun!"

Sorrow that captures

the sadness that feels

is just a great disappointment

caused because of an attachment!

'NEVER GET TOO ATTACHED WITH SOMETHING OR SOMEONE AS ATTACHMENTS LEAD TO EXPECTATIONS AND EXPECTATIONS LEAD TO DISAPPOINTMENTS'

-Anonymous

p.s- i was ( am ) attached to dogs and i was actually left in ruins!

When I Had Friends....

Sometimes I sit by & wonder

Why do birds play with one other?

But then my smile stays no longer,

And then my mind works no further.

Its nothing dear, just forget

Why do I keep telling myself?

You’re happy dear, so happy

Why do I keep reminding myself?

My heart beats at the same word,

I don't forget even if I try to,

My brain recalls the same one,

Even if I engage myself in some fun.

Someone used to drive away my fears,

Someone used to wipe away my tears.

It was so nicee then 

When I had friends.

It was so happy and fine,

When some people were actually mine.

There  were so many styles & trends, loops & trends

When I had friends...............

" Friendship has the skill and observation of the best physician, the diligence and vigilance of the best nurse, and the tenderness and patience of the best mother."

DEATH! ( A REAL EXPERIENCE)

Death- the word from which everyone fears. You might me brave enough to speak- Oh! death. I don`t fear death. But, I doubt it. Just imagine a situation where you are not able to breathe for almost 10-13 seconds. At that time which fear fills you, that fear is DEATH.

“To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.” 
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

Yes, many are not afraid of death ,they are afraid of what I am afraid of!
It was my last period- English! I was drinking water just then someone passed a joke and every started laughing. ( Only who heard the person) But remember I was drinking water and I wanted to laugh but how while water in the mouth? We normally spit out the water but I , a fool drank the water and then.....................................CHOKED!!!!! What will I do I am not able to breathe, Soon Death is gonna eat me but..................wait I can do something. 'Teacher I am not able to breathe" I shouted turning redder every second. I had not realized how my this 1 one statement will create havoc! My friends, classmates ran to call the doctor. But luckily I was fine before the doctor came!   At that time I was worrying about DEATH. I was not afraid that i was going to die instead was afraid that I had missed my life. I neither lived it nor enjoyed it. I had always thought about future about exams. I never thought about living today. I a 12 year old girl is I know not right enough to tell you such but this is what I think. Many people have died ,  None have lived! Even you can die tomorrow but if you live today you'll smile while dying!

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” 

-OSCAR WILDER 

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