our teachers

teachers are really like our mothers
caring for us and saving our bothers
To us they are very sweet and kind
They give us education and brush up our minds
our teachers like us with all their might
they show us the difference between wrong and right
They help in our studies no matter what
they take out our talent that in us we've got
I try my best to be good to my teacher
and try really hard not to disappoint her

poems

I am a little girl
With short blond curls
I am very nice
I am terrified of mice
People say I am very sweet
And I believe it is so,indeed
Even when I am hurt I do not cry
I can on my own wear my tie
Everyone really likes me
And happily offers me tea
I really like to roller skate
Cricket is the sport I hate
With my friends I have some fun
All the time till the day is done......

little poem for rebamashi

Once a little boy
Loved to play with a toy
He never told lies
And he played with a dice
So he was really very nice
And he used to try many a disguise
He had some furry sweet mice
Who loved to eat rice
He was a strange little child
He liked animals that were wild
He was fond of getting money
With which he would buy honey
So he called out the whole day through
A wonderful song for you
"Honey honey honey
Sweet sweet honey
Give me your money
And then buy your honey"
So you truly know him well now
And gifts upon him you should bestow
He really truly likes you
Do you like him too??

ambitions

Is a doctor what you want to be?
With loads of patients to examine and see
Or a teacher with heavy sacks of books
And never any time to care for your looks?
Or an astronaut so that into the space you shall fly?
But ever thought that without oxygen you shall die
Do you want to be a pilot?
Or a driver,I hope certainly not
What about becoming a poet,is that what you will be?
Actually I intend to become one,you see
So decide 'bout your future and hurry up
So that one day we'll meet in your office and say"whats up"?
At last I have decided to be in L.A. a singer
So that everyone about my beautiful talent shall really wonder.

my dearest gradmother

My grandmother was a remarkable woman.She loved me a lot and I returned her love and affection with a pretty smile.She cared for me and I loved staying with her more than anyone else.She was a brilliant cook.She would bake chocolate puddings,pithes(a kind of sweet made on Sankranti) and many other things.When I went to visit her I would always take sweets bought with my own money to her.I liked to see the sparkle in her eyes and the words of gratitude in her delicate lips then.Every morning she used to do puja in the puja room.She did all the pujas starting from Saraswati puja to Laxmi puja.We children (my sisters and I) would sit beside her,listening to the lovely stories which used to teach us a moral unobtrusively.We learned from her that we should never leave rice on our plates as it will make Ma Annapurna angry.We should handle our books with care to please Ma Saraswati and gentle care of sparrows lead to the entry of Ma Laxmi in our houses.I loved it when she fed me with her hands and it always seemed to make the food more tasty.Whenever I have any problem I always pray to my beloved Dida and Dadu.He was a great man,a caring father,a loving grandfather and a fabulous lawyer.My grandmother also had all the qualities of a perfect mother and we all her and love her from our hearts.Whatever I know I learnt from her and to me,she is and will always be the most brilliant woman.I know that wherever she is,she must feel proud of me.I will alwas remember her and she has a special place in my heart.In fact,she is my ideal person and my life's abbition is to be as great as her though I am sure I can never be that good or religious.I want her to know that I LOVE you Dida.I should not feel too sad as I know that she must have been given a wonderful welcome in heaven and I must feel very happy for her.May her soul rest in peace.....

friendship poem

Friends are fun to be with
One to share our things with
We always play together
And quarrel almost never
I do not like to see you cry
Or ever wave you goodbye
Friends are the one whom we like
With whom I can also fly my kite
When I am hurt and I feel sad
I cannot feel too bad
As you are always there to comfort me
That is why it is nice with you to be
Friends are rare to be found
So always together we are bound
We can swim together and catch fish
And eat of my choice many a dish
We are fond of each other
I never find talking to you a bother
I always feel very friendly towards you
Do you like me as I like you??