Tuesday, July 23, 2013

KANHOPATRA.....

Hey bloggers,
On the occasion of GURU POURNIMA I alongwith my GURU and my classmates are performing
'SANGEET KANHOPATRA' on 8th August at P.L.Deshpande mini auditorium from 7-10pm.
The show potrays life journey of Kanhopatra from a Ganika to a Saint devoted to Lord Vitthal.
It is a dance-drama which tries to focus on different aspects her life and how she went beyond her surroundings and closer to her lord.
I am not advertising the show though. But it is just to tell you about our efforts to showcase something different. Tickets are available,if you wish to come you can definitely contact me.
Thank you.... 

Thursday, July 18, 2013

My path of failure and success........


Hi,

Everyone in this world faces failure and success in their own life in different ways. It is said that failure and success are two sides of the same coin. Failure helps us to grow and takes us towards success. Something like this happened to me, which I want to share with you.
             Each and every school has its own prefectorial body. In our school we have the head boy or the head girl and house captains for our 4 houses. Last year, the students of grade 7th and 8th were allowed to stand for the elections. More than 25 children from my class gave their name, out of which only 8 were selected and I was one of them. Our principal along with the committee members took our personal interview. Out of 8 of us only 3 of us were nominated and were going to stand for the elections and to my amazement I was one of them. As soon as the names were declared we all started campaigning, making charts and posters. I enjoyed a lot. It was my first experience. The day of the elections arrived and all the students from grade V to VIII assembled in our school hall. The two candidates along with me gave a speech. The voting took place and results were announced on the same day. I lost by a margin of just 10 votes. I was heartbroken and started crying. When I came home Aai and Baba explained me the path of Success and failure and told me that there is always a next chance and participation and giving your best is more important than wining. After this failure I came to know that I am capable enough to hold such a big post. One more thing that made me feel capable was that the girl who won the elections came to me and said that she felt that I was more deserving and should have become the head girl. One more thing that I learnt from this episode that people can always change hands. I thought all my friends who are there with me since my first standard will obviously vote for me, but it didn’t happen this way, because they were actually jealous of me being selected. I had chance of becoming the House Captain but I failed in that too.
               This year once again the students of grade VIII and IX were allowed for the elections. I gave my name and was selected. This time my interview also went very well. One of the teachers who was part of the interview committee said that our Principal liked my spirit of participation again (after a failure) as well as my interview very much. I was nominated for the elections. This year one of my friend from our group was also nominated and there were 5 candidates in all. Once again we made charts and did campaigning. This year I enjoyed more Advait was also excited and wanted to help me in making charts and campaigning. Many of Advait’s classmates have their elder siblings in the higher grades so Advait told all his friends to tell brothers or sisters to vote for me. The night before the elections was very exciting. I was calling all my friends and telling them to vote for me. Amod (Antarkar)I is also in my school. That night I called him and told him to tell all his friends to vote for me. With full confidence he told me,”tu kahi kalaji karu nakos sagale tulach vote karnar aahet, aani tujha kam houn jael(Don’t worry at all,all are going to vote for you and your work will be done).”On the day of the elections my speech was excellent. Baba had written it for me.
After the elections in the Recess many children from V and VI came to me and said that I don’t have to worry because all the children from their class have voted for me. I was getting more and more excited. The same day the results were Declared and “I HAD LOST AGAIN” but this time I was not very sad as I was happy that so many students from the whole school know me. Even now after so many weeks, children from lower classes come and say to me “I have voted for you” and when I hear this I feel very nice. This year once again I had an option to stand for the post of House captain but I didn’t. Not because I was afraid of failure but wanted to become the Head Girl next year. At home there was a big discussion on whether I should stand for House captain or withdraw my name.(if I win the post for House captain this year I will not get chance to stand for the post of Head Girl any time ).I finally ended up in withdrawing my name as I( always  ) wanted to become the Head Girl next year. If I lose the election for Head Girl than I get another chance to become the House Captain.
                     This was an excellent experience and will never forget in my life.

This was my path of failure which I hope will reach success next year...........

Avani.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

monsoon sunday

             
On Sunday morning while I was walking on the terrace of my 
building near my plants I went there to give biodegradable garbage to the plants as they grow well . While giving the garbage to the plants .I sow that a beautiful butterfly was roaming around me I was very happy to see the butterfly as it was our new guest, after transferring the plants to the terrace .At that time I was not having my camera with me . I went down and brought my camera to click some pictures of our new guest . After bringing the camera it started raining heavily . I thought that the butterfly will go away in search of shelter to protect itself from getting wet , I also went in search of shelter to protect my camera from getting wet , after waiting for a long time the rain was getting heavier and heavier. I went in the rain and clicked some pictures , the name of the butter fly is (female striped Albatross), this butterfly looks very much like common albatross . However the common Albatross is an inhabitant of dry deciduous forest but the striped Albatross is found in evergreen or semi evergreen forest . One more new guest was present there while I was clicking the photos of the butterfly ,there was an insect, I am searching the name of that insect . 
                                                         I and Baba went to drop Ishwari in the shibir . while traveling Aai remember that the plant wild lantana is required for our shibir garden, we went on the hills in search of the plant , we found the plant on kharghar hills,Aai took a stem of the plant , at that time I sow a beautiful butterfly flying around , luckily I was having my camera with me, after clicking pictures of the butterfly I was very happy  because  he allowed me to click photo as it was not charged . the name of the butterfly is (common Albtross).The common albatross is a forest insect mostly seen in monsoon season.            
                                              At evening we all went to see the waterfall (pandav kada) in Kharghar, away from danger zone. There I found a dragonfly and a frog
  we  flowed the origami boats in a small stream . I have clicked some photos of the pandav kada. After coming home I thought that the butterfly is still there I went there with my camera but it was not there , while thinking about the butterfly I looked up towards the sky, I  was very happy to see the sky I have clicked some pictures of the sky .
Beautiful shades of
nature                                                  
                                              
                  pandav kada                                   
lantana
                                                 
                               

   farmers planting rice in their field.
              I enjoyed last Sunday very much , I hope you will enjoy reading about my Sunday.

Monday, July 8, 2013

A True Friend


Hi guys! We recently had a poetry writing competition in our school. One of the topics was “Friendship” and we had to write a poem on the spot. This being the last year of my school life, I will be missing my school friends very much so wrote a poem dedicating it to one of my friend. I hope you will enjoy it.
                                             A True Friend


Friends are a must in life,
They are the ones who make you feel nice.
I too have some friends who are rational & wise ,
They are the ones whom I will remember throughout my life.
 
I still remember my first day of school,
Not letting go of my mother’s hand,
I was crying like a fool!
Then I saw a girl very strong and firm,
She was very enthusiastic and curious because new things we were going to learn.

I was very shy and an introvert
I never thought that my life like that would invert,
And today she has become my soul, which is inert.
 
Along all these years,
From her many things I have learnt,
All of my shyness & fear she has burnt.
She came into my life like a passing current.

She used to scold me on my mistakes,
And fight and shout,
When she did this all I would do is pout,
And does she really love me was what I would doubt.

But when we were alone she would give me a tight hug,
And then she would lend me a coffee mug,
Chatting the whole night we would lightly snug.
I thought that the whole life to each other we would tug.

But now we have to part
And go different ways apart
We promise each other that we will meet again,
But for that many of our dreams we’ll have to bargain
 
But whenever in my life it will start to rain,
You will be the first person I will remember, my FRIEND,
And these lovely days I would love to line again...
 

-Divya

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Return from the best Camp ever

      Its great to be back in Mumbai.The Camp was wonderfully organized and not for a second I felt bored(which I normally do).I am not quite happy that no one except Sarvesh(good work man)contributed on the blog(I mean the teenagers).I guess no one opened the blog to see the challenge set by me.
     The International Youth Camp organized by the Goethe Max-Mueller Bhavan was without doubt the best camp I have ever visited.It was really a global camp.8 from Pakistan,2 from Afghanistan, 4 from Coimbatore, 3 from Sri Lanka, 2 from Mohali ,2 from Nepal, 4 from Chandigarh , many many people from Delhi and a lone ranger from Mumbai had participated in the camp. While Indians may be more in number,but other countries made their presence felt by their enthusiasm. My roommates were the two Sardars from Mohali. Funnily these were over-punctual Sardars( They used to wake me atleast half an hour before our sir used to come to give us the wake up call). Overall the punjabi population was more but in their domination I found 3 really good(non punjabi) friends. Aryaman Dubey(Delhi),Qasim Mujtaba(Karachi) and Milad Ahmad(Kabul). We were 4 really different people, from different areas and still became great friends.This was the beauty of the camp. Teachers used to talk with us in german always(I mean literally)and asked us to do the same.They used to dance with us on Dj nights( which were everyday) and used to have mischief with us( We forced Dhruv sir into doing mujra).By the way all teacher were 25-35 so were young enough for us to trouble them(Our main teacher used to come and stop the DJ night at 11 and we used to play 'Abhi na jao chodh kar'). On the last day nearly everyone was misty eyed and many people were having tears in their eyes, knowing that not many would meet them again.Today while leaving even always joking Qasim was upset (He had said that he didn't know whether he would be able to come India again, you know the issues right).
    While I have returned to Mumbai now,the very thought that the camp has ended haunts me. I hope that someday I will meet them again and have the same(or if possible more) fun together.Signing out-
                                                                                                         
     
                                                                                          Aniruddha
   

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Divya's Song

Hey Friends,

Am sharing a poem with you, which Divya had shared with us 3-4 years back.  Divya, if you are reading this, do once again sing it for us.

//Aao milkar ped lagaye//
 Hara bhara ye desh banaye
vatavaran ko svacha banakar//

Ped na koi katne paye
jungle ab na ghatne paye
milker hum sab kasam ye khaye
aao milker ped lagaye//

Ped hai dete pranvayu
jeevan inse ho deerghayu
khud samjhe auron ko bataye
aao milker ped lagaye//

har ek ka yeh farz hai banta
kum se kum ek ped lagaye
pal pal badhte pradooshan par
aao milker rok lagaye//

Aao milker ped lagaye //



:-)



 

Monday, July 1, 2013

roses

Anita had made this innovative birthday card for our shibir children.In earlier blog she mentioned about homemade colours which we can use for this type of paintings,or so many other ideas.Swarupa asked me about that so this is for all .

Aparna

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Homemade Finger Paints


3tbsp sugar
1/2 tsp corn starch
2 cups water

Combine ingredients in a saucepan. Warm until mixture thickens. Cool and pour in containers.Add food coloring to create desired colors. Enjoy!!

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

New Home

Last week was an eventful one.Packing our stuff in boxes,taking them to our new residence. The Packers and Movers took only a day to move all furniture and boxes but the later work of arranging all the things was a tedious process (not for me actually as Manava and Aai did most of the work).Now settled(Still no TV though) I finally have internet to write this post. So hi friends.Wassup? College has started and so has the full time classes after a small break I am back in routine. Though this routine will be short lived as I am going to Delhi on 27th. Many would be knowing that I was going to Uttarakhand for a German camp but due to rains in northern Uttarakhand,the camp was shifted near Delhi . Talking about new home- it is in vile parle, bigger than one before and very near to my college.So near that in fact I can come home during free lectures. On the down side I can't give the excuse of getting bored to go all the way to college walking. While it will take time to adjust to new surroundings,I wish our stay of two and half years in this house be great . While Rain Gods have been showering their love for last two days,it has finally stopped raining.As not being a monsoon lover ,I would like that the love of these Gods be subdued for atleast two days(afterwards I wont be in Mumbai to care). While I will greet Shibirites with a new post when I return( dont worry it would be atleast one week before I would trouble you people with a post to read) , I would like if some teenagers to keep this blog busy with their posts. Maybe 10th passouts may share their experience(the good one not the studies) or some can share about a good poem like Divya did. Maybe some photos(two or three, as my finger aches by scrolling down and down) or maybe some random experience. In current state we ,the teenagers together are not even contributing one post a week so i would like if I see atleast two or three or even more posts before I come. Please Guys. Think it as an order if you like.Signing out


                                                                                                                   Aniruddha

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Television


Hi everybody,
    We have a poem on television in English. Our teacher had given us an activity to compose a poem on our own. I want to share the poem which I have written -

                                          TeleVision

Who invented the Television?
It was such a great revolution
But little did the inventor know
That it’s addiction would bring people’s creativity low,
And make their thinking ability slow.

But it was an important invention,
And was a thoughtful creation.
But who knew that everyone would use it in the wrong direction?
Though it was invented with a good intention,
We forgot our limitation
And today it has become the major cause for parents going into depression.

We see children seeing television for hour after hour,
They miss the small joys of life like getting wet in a shower.
We don’t find children playing on the ground or playing hide & seek
And screaming, “Oh! I found!!”
Oh! Those lovely days are gone
Now we see couch potatoes gaping at the screen from midnight to dawn!!

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

рдкрд░्рдпाрд╡рд░рдгрдк्рд░िрдп рдЧрдгрдкрддी рдкेрда

рд╕рдг рд╕ाрдЬрд░े рдХрд░рддाрдиा рдкрд░्рдпाрд╡рд░рдгाрдЪे рднाрди рдаेрд╡рдг्рдпाрдЪी рдЬाрдгीрд╡ рд▓ोрдХांрдордз्рдпे рдиिрд░्рдоाрдг рд╡्рд╣ाрд╡ी рдпाрд╕ाрдаी рдоुंрдмрдИ рдЧ्рд░ाрд╣рдХ рдкंрдЪाрдпрддीрддрд░्рдлे рдкрд░्рдпाрд╡рд░рдгрдк्рд░िрдп рдЧрдгрдкрддीрдЙрдд्рд╕рд╡ рд╕рдЬाрд╡рдЯ  рдкेрда рднрд░рд╡рд▓ी рдЬाрдд рдЖрд╣े. рдЧेрд▓्рдпा рд╡рд░्рд╖ीрдкाрд╕ूрди рд╣ा рдЙрдкрдХ्рд░рдо рд╕ुрд░ू рдЭाрд▓ा рдЖрдгि рд▓ोрдХрдк्рд░िрдп рдард░рд▓ा. рдпांрдд рдоाрддी/рдкेрдкрд░рдоेрд╢ рдЪे рдЧрдгрдкрддी рддрд╕ेрдЪ рд╕рдЬाрд╡рдЯीрдЪ्рдпा рд╡рд╕्рддू рдк्рд░рджрд░्рд╢िрдд рдХेрд▓्рдпा рд╣ोрдд्рдпा.  рдЧрдгрдкрддी-рдЧौрд░ी рд╕рдЬрд╡рддाрдиा рдерд░्рдоाрдХोрд▓, рдк्рд▓ाрд╕्рдЯिрдХ рдпांрдЪा рд╡ाрдкрд░ рди рдХрд░рддा рдХाрдкрдб, рдХाрдЧрдж рдЗ рд╡ाрдкрд░ूрди рд╕рдЬाрд╡рдЯ рдХрд░рддा рдпेрдИрд▓, рдЯाрдХाрдК рд╡рд╕्рддूंрдкाрд╕ूрди рдирд╡्рдпा рд╕ुंрджрд░ рдЪीрдЬा рд╕рдЬाрд╡рдЯीрдд рд╡ाрдкрд░рддा рдпेрддीрд▓- рд╣ा рд╕ंрджेрд╢ рд▓ोрдХांрдиा рдоिрд│ाрд╡ा рдЖрдгि рддрд╢ा рджрд░्рдЬेрджाрд░ рд╡рд╕्рддू рдд्рдпांрдиा рд╡ाрдЬрд╡ी рджрд░ांрдд рд╕рд╣рдЬ рдЙрдкрд▓рдм्рдз рд╡्рд╣ाрд╡्рдпाрдд, рд╣ा рдпा рдкेрдаेрдЪा рд╣ेрддू рдЕрд╕рддो. рдХाрд╣ी рдХрд▓ाрдХाрд░ाрдиी  рдЕрд╢ा рд╡рд╕्рддू рддрдпाрд░ рдХрд░ूрди рдд्рдпा рддिрдеे  рд╡िрдХ्рд░ीрд╕ाрдаी рдаेрд╡рд▓्рдпा рд╣ोрдд्рдпा. рдЧेрд▓्рдпा рд╡рд░्рд╖ी рд╕ुрдзांрд╢ू рдиूрд▓рдХрд░, рд╕्рд╡рд░ूрдкा, рд╕्рд╡ाрддी рдХрд░ंрдЬे, рд╢ांрддрд▓ा, рд╡िрд╡ेрдХ рдЦाрдЪ्рдЪे рдпा рд╕рд░्рд╡ांрдиी рдоिрд│ूрди рдПрдХ рджाрд▓рди рдШेрддрд▓े рд╣ोрддे. рдЖрдиंрджрдоेрд╡ा рд╢िрдмिрд░ाрддीрд▓ рдкाрд▓рдХांрдЪे рд╣े рджाрд▓рди рдЦूрдк рдЫाрди рд╣ोрддे. рдХрд▓ाрдд्рдордХ, рдХрд▓्рдкрдХ, co-operative! рдпंрджाрд╣ी рд╣ी рд╕ंрдзी рдЖрд╣े. рдпंрджा рдкрд░्рдпाрд╡рд░рдгрдк्рд░िрдп рдЧрдгрдкрддी рдкेрда рдЖрд╣े рджाрджрд░- рдм्рд░ाрд╣्рдордг рд╕ेрд╡ा рд╕ंрдШाрдд, рейреж-рейрез рдСрдЧрд╕्рдЯ рдЖрдгि рез рд╕рдк्рдЯेंрдмрд░ рд░ोрдЬी. рддीрди рджिрд╡рд╕. рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрддीрд▓ рдЬे рдЬे рдкाрд▓рдХ рдЕрд╢ा рдХрд▓ाрдд्рдордХ рд╕рдЬाрд╡рдЯीрдЪ्рдпा рд╡рд╕्рддू рдмрдирд╡ूрди рдЗрдеे рд╡िрдХ्рд░ीрд▓ा рдаेрдК рдЗрдЪ्рдЫिрддाрдд, рдд्рдпाрдиी рд▓рд╡рдХрд░ांрдд рд▓рд╡рдХрд░ рд╡िрдиाрд╕ंрдХोрдЪ рд╕्рд╡рд░ूрдкाрд╢ी рд╕ंрдкрд░्рдХ рдХрд░ाрд╡ा.
-рд╢ुрднрджा рдЪौрдХрд░ 

рдЬूрди `рд╡рдпрдо्' рдкाрдКрд╕ рд╡िрд╢ेрд╖

рдкाрд╡рд╕ाрдЪ्рдпा рд╢ुрднेрдЪ्рдЫा. рдЬूрдирдЪ्рдпा `рд╡рдпрдо्' рдЪा рд╡िрд╖рдп рдЖрд╣े- рдкрд╣िрд▓ा рдкाрдКрд╕. рд╡рдпрдо् рд╣े рдоुрд▓ांрд╕ाрдаी рдирд╡े рдоाрд╕िрдХ рдЖрд╣े. рдкрд╣िрд▓्рдпा рдкाрд╡рд╕ाрдд рдоाрддीрдЪा рд╕ुрдЧंрдз рдХा рдпेрддो, рдкाрд╡рд╕ांрдд рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпाрд▓ा рдЕрдиेрдХ्рд╡िрд╢ рдХीрдЯрдХ рдХा рдмрдШाрдпрд▓ा рдоिрд│рддाрдд, рдкрд╣िрд▓्рдпा рдкाрд╡рд╕ाрдиंрддрд░ рдЙрдЧрд╡рдгाрд░ी рдЗрдЯुрдХрд▓ी рд░ाрдирдлुрд▓े рдХोрдгрддी рдЕрд╕े рдЕрдиेрдХ рдоाрд╣िрддीрдкрд░ рд▓ेрдЦ рдпांрдд рдЖрд╣ेрдд. рдоोрдХ्рд╖рджा рдЪा рд▓ेрдЦ рдЖрд╣े. рд╕्рд╡рд░ूрдкाрдЪी рдХрд▓्рдкрдХ-рдХрд▓ा рдпांрдд рдЖрд╣े. рд╢िрд╡ाрдп рдЧोрд╖्рдЯी, рдХोрдбी, рдк्рд░рд╡ाрд╕рд╡рд░्рдгрдиे, рдмрд░ेрдЪ рдХाрд╣ी. рдХाрд╣ी рдордЬрдХूрд░ рдЗंрдЧ्рд░рдЬीрддрд╣ी рдЖрд╣े. рд╡рдпрдо рдЖрддा рдоाрд╕िрдХ рд╡िрдХрдгाрд▒्рдпा stall рд╡рд░ рдоिрд│ू рд▓ाрдЧрд▓ा рдЖрд╣े. рдирдХ्рдХी рд╡ाрдЪा рдЖрдгि рдк्рд░рддिрд╕ाрдж рдХрд│рд╡ा. 
-рд╢ुрднрджा рдЪौрдХрд░

Saturday, June 15, 2013

рдЕрднिрдиंрджрди
рд╢िрдмिрд░ाрддीрд▓ резреж рд▓ा рдЖрдгि резреи рд▓ा рдЪांрдЧрд▓्рдпा рдоाрд░्рдХांрдиी рдкाрд╕ рдЭाрд▓्рдпाрдмрдж्рджрд▓ рд╕рдЧрд│्рдпाрдЪे рдЕрднिрдиंрджрди

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

My May vacation

Hi all,
 I had wonderful vacation in May. Whole May I was not in Mumbai. On 1st May I reached Sweden. Where my baba is staying for a project. My aai was not with us, Because she had work of Wayam. So I went with my Rupali mavshi. She is our family friend. We were staying in ‘Sandviken’ one very tiny village. There was my baba’s office- Sandvik. That small town was awesome. It was self sufficient as there was huge ‘sandvik’ company.  We saw one copper mine there, that was functioning from 1600 to 1980. I also saw live soccer match there. In May at Sweden sun rises at 4 a.m. and sets at 9.30 p.m. So we had a long  day.
 Sweden is one of the richest countries in the world. Population of Sweden is very less. So people have huge houses with backyards. Because of much Cattle raising activity, all milk items was very pure & best quality. Our apartment in Sweden was too small, still I liked it so much that I developed emotional bonding about that apartment. Sweden is very safe. Even after 10p.m. I could take walk alone around our house.  Swedish people are very friendly. I stayed in Sweden for 10 days.
 On 10th day, we flew to Nethrlands, where Ashish kaka (Rupali mavashi’s husband) is staying. We were staying in Dan Hag city. In Netherlands I saw millions of tulips. When we were travelling by train we could see tulips like colourful piece of land. In netherlands water level is little bit up the land level. To avoid flooding Dutch govt. has made huge canals. So almost every family has its own boat to travel around. There were many windmills. They were very ancient. I saw one old, big castle in Netherlands. It has more than 200 rooms. In September Queen & her family lives there. In Netherlands people do much cycling. There are big cycle stands like our car parking areas.
Netherlands has more population than Sweden. Dutch people  are not as friendly as the Swedish. Weather of Netherland is very bad. It drizzles always. After drizzling weather becomes very chilled. Almost 3-4 degrees. And there wind flows are very strongly. I loved Sweden bit more than Netherlands.
After a vacation of 15 days I flew back to India alone. Rupali mavashi & her daughter stayed back in Netherlands. I wanted to go to Kashmir just after that, so I returned. Traveling alone by plane was a great experience for me. I gained much confidence because of traveling alone.
 I returned back to Mumbai on 17th may. We had flight of Shrinagar on 18th May. We 6 families were together. Kasmir is very beautiful. We went to Pahalgam, Shrinagar & Gulmarg. In Shrinagar we stayed in a houseboat. We saw Chasmeshahi, Shalimar, Nishad gardens. There were very plenty of colorful roses. In Gulmarg We travelled by cable car (gondola).  We played in snow. In Pahalgam We did river rafting. It was thrilling experience. Kashmir is really a NANDANWAN.

Tulips @ Netherland





Boats& Canals @ NL


3 Floors cycla parking in Amsterdam (NL)


                                    
                                                                                                                          -Mallika




Memorable trip

Hello friends !
this summer vacation we went to Uttarakhand . In Himalayas I went in search of butterfly  but I found only four butterflies . This butterfly is confined to the moist hilly forest of the Himalaya up to 8000 feet (c.2700m ) and cool moist forest of Western ghats . In the Himalayas it flies from may to October , and elsewhere all through the year . It visit flowers as well as damp patches . This butterfly is known as map butterfly because the map like markings on its wings. It's caterpillars feed on peepal , Banyan and other fig species .Then we went to Jim Corbett , I found  plain tiger in the forest .
                                                  
map butterfly

                   
                                                                  map butterfly at Mussoorie fall
                 
                                                                            


Cornelian          



                                                                 



                                                                                                                
                                                                     
                                                                       here we can see the transparent 
                                                           wings of bee
                                                                            
                                                    we all together at Jim Corbett national park
                                                                        
ladybird at tibetan garden
                                                                                
                                                                              red bug       

                                                                         
                                                                 

                                                                            
                                                              

                                                                    
 

Monday, June 10, 2013



рд╢िрдмिрд░ाрдЪ्рдпा рдкрд╣िрд▓्рдпाрдЪ рджिрд╡рд╢ी (рдХ्рд▓िрдиिрдХрдордзрд▓्рдпा ) рд▓рддाрдЖрдЬींрдХрдбे рдлाрдпрд░ рдмॉрд▓ рдХिрддी рдЫाрди рдлुрд▓рд▓ा рдЖрд╣े рдмрдШा .
рдоुрд▓ांрдЪ्рдпा рд╕्рд╡ाрдЧрддाрд╕ाрдаी рдЗрд╡рд▓рд╕ं рд░ोрдкрдЯं ,рдд्рдпाрд▓ा рдЬेрд╡рдвं  рдлुрд▓рддा рдпेрдИрд▓ рддेрд╡рдвं  рд╕рдЧрд│्рдпा рдмाрдЬूंрдиी рдлुрд▓ूрди ,рдХिंрдЪिрдд рд╡ाрдХूрди рдирдо्рд░рдкрдгे рдЙрднं рдЖрд╣े .
Aparna

The great Rickshawallas of Mumbai

    We know that 'The customer is the king' is the motto of shopkeepers around the world but the same cannot be said about our Mumbai's Rickshawallas who always think that they are the king and we are the ones who need them.With need of rickshas more than their number and this attitude remaining constant in all of them these practices remain intact. We always have a spat with these rickshawallas over their refusal of taking us to our desired location.While price hikes of their fare being as common as that of petrol, their reluctance of going to places has been undiminished.
      Many people have suggested using of cycles rather than rickshas but during our monsoons this suggestion goes down with rainwater. And while their need increases by large quantity, their attittude too increases. This means they prefer empty seats rather than going to waterlogged areas.Its a question how this does not trouble their family income but it does affect us while going to classes/schools/colleges/offices. Although its not tough to convince our teachers why we are late but it gets more and more frustrating to wait for the rickshas for 15 mins and then go walking where other cars are spraying water all around.
     As asking for them to change will not make any difference and we will always need them to go from A to B we can just say ,"LONG LIVE THE RICKSHAWALLAS"

     By the way, I would like to congratulate all the 12th std and 10th std pass outs for your great marks and would like to welcome the 10th passouts to the college club.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

рдкрд░्рдпाрд╡рд░рдг рджिрд╡рд╕ा  рдиिрдоिрдд्рддाрдиे 

рдЖрдкрд▓ा рдиिрд╕рд░्рдЧ рд╡ेрдЧ рд╡ेрдЧрд│्рдпा рдк्рд░рдг्рдп्рдЪ्рдпा рдкрдХ्рд╖ाрдЪ्рдпा рдоाрд░्рдЧाрдиे рдЖрдкрд▓्рдпा рдкрд░्рдпंрдд рд╕ंрджेрд╢ рдкाрдард╡рдд рдЕрд╕рддो рдЕрд╕ाрдЪ рдПрдХ рдкрдХ्рд╖ी рдиाрд╡ рдЖрд╣े "рдкाрд╡рд╢ा"рдкाрд╡рд╢ा (рдЗंрдЧ्рд░рдЬी: Brainfever Bird or Common Hawk-Cuckoo), (рд╢ाрд╕्рдд्рд░ीрдп рдиाрд╡: Cuculus varius varius), рдЖрдХाрд░ाрдиे рд╕ाрдзाрд░рдг рдХрдмुрддрд░ाрдПрд╡рдвा рдЕрд╕рд▓ेрд▓्рдпा рдкाрд╡рд╢ाрдЪे рдиाрддे рдкाрд╡рд╕ाрд│्рдпाрд╢ी рдЬोрдбрд▓े рдЖрд╣े. рдоाрди्рд╕ूрдирдЪा рдкाрдКрд╕ рдпेрдг्рдпा рдЖрдзी рдпाрдЪ्рдпा 'рдкाрдКрд╕ рдЖрд▓ा', 'рдкाрдКрд╕ рдЖрд▓ा' (рдХिंрд╡ा 'рдкेрд░рддे рд╡्рд╣ा', 'рдкेрд░рддे рд╡्рд╣ा') рдЕрд╢ा рдЖрд╡ाрдЬाрдиे рдкाрд╡рд╕ाрдЪ्рдпा рдЖрдЧрдордиाрдЪी рд╕ूрдЪрдиा рдоिрд│рддे рдЕрд╕े рдмрд│ीрд░ाрдЬा рдоाрдирддो, рд╢ेрддीрдЪ्рдпा рдХाрдоाрд▓ा рд▓ाрдЧрддो. рд╣ा рдкрдХ्рд╖ी рд╕ाрдоाрди्рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рдЬрд╡рд│рдЪा рдЖрд╣े. рдпाрд╡рд░ рдЕрдиेрдХ рднाрд╖ांрдордз्рдпे рд▓ोрдХ-рдХрдеा, рдЧीрддे, рдо्рд╣рдгी рд╡рдЧैрд░े рдЖрд╣ेрдд.
рдирд░-рдоाрджी рджिрд╕ाрдпрд▓ा рд╕ाрд░рдЦेрдЪ, рд░ाрдЦेрдЪ्рдпा рд░ंрдЧाрдЪे, рд╢ेрдкрдЯीрд╡рд░ рдкрдЯ्рдЯे рдЕрд╕рддाрдд. рднाрд░рддाрдд рд╕рд░्рд╡рдд्рд░ рдЖрдврд│рддो, рдЭुрдбрдкी рдЬंрдЧрд▓ рдЖрдгि рд╢ेрддाрдЪ्рдпा рдЬрд╡рд│рдкाрд╕ рд░ाрд╣рдгे рдкрд╕ंрдд рдХрд░рддो. рд╡िрдгीрдЪा рдХाрд│ рдоाрд░्рдЪ рддे рдЬूрди рдЕрд╕ूрди рдХोрдгрдд्рдпाрд╣ी 'рдХрдХु' рд╕ाрд░рдЦे рдоाрджी рд╕्рд╡рддःрдЪे рдЕंрдбे рджुрд╕рд▒्рдпा рдкрдХ्рд╖ांрдЪ्рдпा рдШрд░рдЯ्рдпाрдд рдЧुрдкрдЪूрдк рдЯाрдХूрди рдиिрдШूрди рдЬाрддे. рдкुрдвे рдпांрдЪ्рдпा рдкिрд▓ांрдиा рд╡ाрдврд╡ाрдпрдЪी рдЬрдмाрдмрджाрд░ी рдЕрд╢ा рдкाрд▓рдХांрдЪी рдЕрд╕рддे.