#School

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  • disha_sikka 5d

    Farewell

    कुछ साल पहले तक,
    अजनबी से थे हम एक दूसरे से
    कौन जानता था
    इन्ह अजनबी क्लासमेटस् के साथ,
    दोस्ती का ऐसा गहरा रिश्ता बन जाएगा,
    कि इन्हें अलविदा कहना मुश्किल हो जाएगा।

    कितना आसान था पहले कहना,
    कि जा यार मुझे तुझसे बात ही नहीं करनी,
    पर अब देखो,
    सोच कर ही डर लगता है ,
    कि यार अब फिर ऐसे स्कूल में मिल नहीं पायेगे,
    फिर कभी ऐसे बेफ़िक्र
    एक दूसरे के कंधों पर हाथ रखकर चल नहीं पायेगे।
    ना ही फिर कभी ऐसे मिलना होगा।
    ना ही फिर क्लास में बैठ कर ऐसे पढना होगा।

    याद उन्ह टीचर की भी आयेगी,
    जिन्होंने इतना काबिल बनाया,
    याद आयेगी मुझे आप सभी की।

    कैसे बताऊ मैं आप सबको और अपने यारों को,
    बताना भी मुझे मुश्किल लग रहा है,
    कि आप सबको अलविदा कहना मुझे बहुत मुश्किल लगा रहा है।
    ©disha_sikka

  • abhishekkamble 1w

    @love_whispererr @sou_scribbles_

    #hindi #stories #shortstories #maa #poetry #day #powerful #longing #summer #writersnetwork #kids #mumbai #trains #school #journey #mirakee #post #ceesreposts #missing

    Cupboard me rakhi sareeyan.

    Unki narazgi bhi kheer ki mithas leti thi,
    Pal bhar ke roothne ko bhi pardo me dhak deti thi,
    Khidkiyon ka jhatakna mano Unki daant ho,
    Ghar ko bhi Unki Adat ho chuki thi,
    Unke rakhe masale bhi Aaj doondh Nahi paayan me,
    Woh bhi kisi Kone me gum hai kahi,
    Khelenge hum luka chupi kisi sham me,
    kya darwaze ke piche Aap Aaj bhi ho Wahi?
    - his tiffin's roti dried missing a foil.

    And station's announcement never got mixed in the rush hour's lime juice picking the fallen five rupees coin and safety pin struck on her bangle never had to prick him hastily while his school tie was loosened, 7 a.m local train was never late again.
    ©abhishekkamble

    (near translation - Hindi part)

    Her anger seemed to be tasted like sweetened kheer,
    For a momentary anger would be hidden behind curtains,
    The window sills tossing would be like her scolding,
    Her aura completed the home,
    I can't find the ingredients and spices she kept in kitchen,
    Maybe they are hidden as well in a corner,
    She used to say, let's play hide and seek,
    Are you still behind the door I exclaimed.
    ©abhishekkamble

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    ©abhishekkamble

  • disha_sikka 3w

    शुक्रिया

    धन्यवाद, आभार,थैंक्स, शुक्रिया,
    एक ही अर्थ के अलग अलग शब्द है,
    जब ये शब्द दिल से निकलते है,
    तब इनकी सुंदरता अलग ही होती है।
    ......
    तो ऐसे ही कुछ शब्दों का इस्तेमाल कर,
    शुक्रिया अदा करते है उन्ह लोगों का,
    जिन्ह के कारण इस मुश्किल साल में कुछ ऐसे पल जुड़ सके,
    जिन्हें हम यादों की एल्बम में रखना चाहेगे।
    ......
    शुक्रिया उन लोगों का ,
    जिन के कारण ये मुश्किल साल हस्ते हुए बीत गया,
    धन्यवाद उन दोस्तों का,
    जिन होने ऑनलाइन क्लास को भी ,
    ऑफलाइन जैसा बना दिया।
    ......
    शुक्रिया उन्ह फुटपाथ पर बैठे हर व्यक्ती का,
    जिन्होंने मुझे थोड़े में भी खुश रहना सिखाया।।
    धन्यवाद, इस धरती पर मौजूद हर शख्स , पशु पक्षी का,
    जिन्होंने मुझे जीने का सही मतलब समझाया ।।
    ©disha_sikka

  • disha_sikka 3w

    मैं ठीक हुँ,
    सब ठीक है,
    पर ना जाने क्यूँ,
    ये आँखें नम है,
    ना जाने क्यूँ,                                     
    यहाँ से जाने का मन नहीं है।                      
    मालूम था, कि ये दिन आएगा,
    पर सोचा ना था ये,                              
    यू आँखें गिली कर जाएगा।
    कौन सोचता था, कौन जानता था,
    कि जिस जगह पर,
    ना जाने के लिए बहाने बनाया करते थे,
    एक दिन उसकी जगह को,                
    दूसरा घर कहकर पुकारेंगे,
    और उसे अलविदा कहना इतना कठिन हो जाएगा कि,
    उस नम आँख से अंत मे, हज़ार कोशिशों के बाद भी,
    वो आसु बह ही जाएगा।।
    ©disha_sikka

  • hawaii 4w

    Stop chasing women in school, make sisters out of them.

    ©hawaii

  • bhargavi9 4w

    We don't talk anymore

    In assembly, saying every Indian is my brother and sister "except one",
    Meetups, lunch breaks, and secretly watching movies and listening to songs on educomp,
    Bitching about students of another section,
    Making plans after school and having fun,
    Without thinking of anything, caring about our friends and having multiple "friend groups".

    To getting up and ready for the college,
    Making new friends, choosing what branch to select,
    Intentionally sitting on the last benches,
    Having more fun in class than learning,
    And then being serious in tuitions,
    Making plans after college and tutions,
    And for that thinking of various colorful reasons to tell our parents why we will be late,
    All just to again getting seperated after 2 years of togetherness,

    We all went different ways, chose different carrer paths,
    In making a good carrer we lost our touch,
    We went from talking everyday, to every week, to years, to never,
    Today, when I recall all those beautiful epic moments of my life,
    It pains me to accept the reality that we are all on our own (except few of u).

    To all of my friends,
    In school, in college, in tutions,
    Who supported me and I bonded with, couple years back.
    I just wish one day we could meet again, talk about our amazing/shitty life for hours, share and create beautiful moments and be friends again.

    ©bhargavi9

  • dnswords 6w

    जब तक दवाई नहीं ,तब तक ढिलाई नहीं

    और

    जब तक job नहीं , तब तक दवाई नहीं

    ले फिर उधार !!!





    ©dnswords

  • yashvibansal 7w

    #cees_afc

    Based on a play I read once in my Hindi class.��

    School on the 1st

    The new session had just started
    Everyone was quite excited.
    The teacher arrived in class
    Arms loaded with books and a new hall pass.
    But there was something quite peculiar
    Which to the teacher was about to appear.
    She called out for a lesson on Geography
    And the students pulled out History!
    She stared at them in wonder
    But then decided to forgive the blunder.
    Putting Geography away
    She called for Biology, but again the students went astray!
    She grew a little angry
    And putting away all history, biology, geography, chemistry, psychology and sociology,
    Brought forward a ruler
    ''What has happened to the students?'' She never ceased to wonder.
    ''They're so well behaved as a general rule
    What has happened? Don't they know it's school?''
    She called out to a girl named Trisha
    To come out and mark India
    On the big world map hung on the wall
    But! Trisha didn't touch India at all!
    The poor teacher was confused beyond measure
    She decided to give theory a leisure
    And brought up language (English, if we're being accurate)
    And asked a question to intelligent young Kate.
    But! Rather than outlining Shakespeare
    She went on to talk about an obscure seeming character called Pierre!
    The teacher had never heard of him
    And she wondered what Kate was reading
    (Also, Kate was grinning.)
    She sighed and gave lectures a rest
    She decided to set the class to a test.
    But none of them seemed to have pens or paper
    The poor teacher was at the height of her despair!
    She sat holding her head
    Heavy felt the ruler her hand held
    And then there was a simultaneous cry
    To make out the tumult, she did try!
    "April Fools Day!" everyone seemed to be yelling
    And then she figured out the constant grinning!
    We must give credit to her here
    She forgot her despair
    And smiled at the prank
    True and frank!
    ©yashvibansal
    1 April 2022

    #april #aprilfoolsday #fool #day #days #fooled #fools #aprilfool #aprilfools #school #students #teacher #free #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork #miraquill #writersbay #wisdom

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    School!

    Can you figure out the mystery of the students?
    (Read Caption)
    ©yashvibansal

  • the_immatured_adult 8w

    Adieu

    The tears didn't show up
    Though they were meant to
    The tears that marked the beginning
    Of my stepping into school
    The tears then were of insecurity
    Of fear of strangers around
    The tears that have never failed
    To show up at each and every phase
    They didn't show up this time
    As I stood there and gazed
    At the end of my twelve year long journey
    In that very place.

    I stared while others embraced
    Emotions swelling up within each of them
    My tears didn't show up this time
    I don't know what I felt
    As I was about to leave behind
    The place where I have made and lost friends
    I remembered each and every spot and moment
    Where I had lost my most special bonds
    I remembered the pains and the sweetness of them
    But the tears didn't show up this time
    Feelings had left me then.

    All these people I grew up with
    Everyone is an adult now
    Matured and grown up
    Their priorities straight and tough
    When was the bell rung?
    When were we told?
    That it is already time?
    That we need to grow up and old?
    I missed out while the others caught up
    I still ain't matured
    I still am, an immatured adult
    Maybe that is why I don't feel it yet
    That I reached the next level of this game
    Time escaped before my eyes
    While I remained frozen in space.

    I stared at them
    Some of my dearest friends
    Laughing and seizing their moments
    And deep down knew very well
    Nothing is gonna be the same again
    I stared at her
    Her laugh brighter than Apollo riding his chariot
    And wished a happy life for all of them
    In their journey ahead
    The journey where we part ways
    Where I won't have a part anymore
    And I stood there feeling nothing
    The tears didn't show up anymore.

    ©the_immatured_adult

  • swadeka 8w

    These days I’m so stress and overwhelming because of all the assignment that I need to get done. And I don’t know if it’s just me that being lazy or should I just blamed it on seniorities, but I’m just tired 24/7 and don’t want to do anything. However, I can’t give up right. This is the path I chose, so of course I need to walk through it.
    Good luck everyone on anything that y’all doing!!!!
    #school#dream#work#grades#life#senior#decision
    3/25/22

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    I don’t like school, and I think nobody does. But we still go to school because it is our responsibility for the decision that we make.
    ©swadeka

  • spechless 9w

    what's university like?

    Early mornings, late night.

    Sleep exhaustion,  no social life.

    That's what uní is like.

    ~LOST VOICE ♡

    ©spechless

     16.03.22

     

  • jana_wali 10w

    My Memory

    I sit down and listen to my memory,
    It is loud but has a remarkable melody.

    Sometimes I get pleased when I hear my memory,
    And other times I feel angry and unsatisfactory.

    A moment can move on quickly and happily,
    But other times it can move on slowly and depressingly.

    We should try and forget the dull and Awful minutes,
    But always remember the cheerful and happy moments.

    Keep smiling ツ

    ©jana_wali

  • karishma_22 10w

    #school to collage life ����

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    स्कूल से college

    शकल थी मासूम जब शुरुवात करी थी
    भरी सा वो बैग ,नन्ही सी हम जान थे
    नर्सरी से बहारवी तक का सफर बड़ा ही कठिन था
    दस्वी तक बहुत मज़े करे
    ग्यारहवें मे पुराने दोस्तो से जुदा होगए
    फ़िर बारहवी के farewell मे यादें बनकर समेटी
    फिर ज़िंदगी का असली सफर शुरू हुआ
    College................

    ~karishma

  • thefangirl 11w

    ഒരുപാട് നാളുകൾക്ക് ശേഷം ഞാൻ വലിയ ഒരു കഥ പറഞ്ഞു, എന്റെ ജീവിതകഥ. നിന്റെ വാക്കുകൾ കടമെടുത്താൽ ഒരിക്കലും സംഭവിക്കാൻ ഇടയില്ലാത്ത കാര്യങ്ങൾ വന്നു ഭവിച്ച ജീവിതത്തിന്റെ കണ്ണ് നിറയ്ക്കുന്ന ഓർമ്മകഥകൾ. അവിടെ കണ്ണടച്ചോർത്താൽ ഒറ്റയ്ക്ക് മാറി ഇരുന്നു കരയുന്ന അമ്മയുടെ മുഖമാണ്.രക്ഷപെട്ടെന്ന് ഉറപ്പിച്ചപ്പോഴെല്ലാം ഒട്ടും ദയയില്ലാതെ എന്നെ വീണ്ടും വീണ്ടും കുടുക്കിയ ഇരുതല വാളിൻറെ മൂർച്ചയാണ്.അതുണ്ടാക്കിയ ആഴത്തിലുള്ള മുറിവുകളുടെ അസ്സഹനീയ വേദനകളാണ്.പക്ഷേ ഒന്ന് പറയാതെ വയ്യ അവിടെ നിന്നു ക്ലേശകരമായ ആ യാത്രയിൽ പിടിച്ചു കേറ്റാൻ ഒരുപിടി നല്ല മനുഷ്യരെ ദൈവം അയച്ചു. ഞാൻ ഒരുപാട് മാറിയിരിക്കുന്നു. സന്തോഷവും സമാധാനവും അറിഞ്ഞു തുടങ്ങിയിരിക്കുന്നു. ഇനി ഒരല്പം ദൂരം കൂടെ യാത്ര ചെയ്യേണ്ടതുള്ളു എന്നിലെ മനസ്സിന് ഒരു സ്ഥിരത കിട്ടാൻ എന്ന് ചിന്തിച്ചു തുടങ്ങിരിക്കുന്നു. ഇടക്കിടെ വന്നു മൂർച്ച കാണിച്ചു ഭയപ്പെടുത്തുന്ന ആ ഇരുതലവാളിന്റെ കടന്നുവരവൊഴിച്ചാൽ സന്തോഷമാണ് സമാധാനമാണ് ആശ്വാസമാണ് അഭിമാനമാണ്. കൂട്ടായി നിന്ന ദൈവത്തിന്റെ ദൂതന്മാരെ നന്ദിയാണ്. ഞാൻ രക്ഷപെടും ഇനിയും ഇനിയും ഒരുപാട് മനോഹരമായി.
    ©thefangirl

  • gutfeeling 11w

    An Anonymous

    Most girls start cutting their male friends when they start catching feelings for them. They just want a good friendship.
    ©gutfeeling

  • gutfeeling 11w

    First Love

    I still remember her face when we were in 5th standard.

    After 5 years, I don't feel the same love for her. I feel the same love when I see her old pictures!
    ©gutfeeling

  • cafejournals 13w

    Elapsed another summer,
    Time to get back to school,
    Thrilled to reunite with the crew,
    Set to flutter the wings.

    Ready to set foot ,
    Into the home of knowledge,
    Persists as a free bird,
    Devoid of duties.

    It's a youthful life,
    That gifts an,
    Immortal and indestructible memories,
    With a variety of tastes.

    The days of wines and roses are passing,
    The journey of rhythm is rapid,
    Yet ,that bond,
    Unites the student and school ,
    Remains worthy and luminary.

    Autumn leaves are fallen,
    Ends the winter,
    With the showers of sunlight,
    Arrives the summer.

    Time to say good bye,
    Our teachers,
    The one who cherished our dreams,
    Our mates,
    The saviour of our rainy days,
    And our school life,
    Vacating school is like,
    Leaving a nest and soaring into the sky.

    Crazy naps with tough assignments,
    Tiny pencils with flat erasers,
    Empty glue with fat folders,
    Broken crayons with neat desk,
    Forever memories with a complete year.

    Those days will never come back,
    Left with unbreakable bond,
    That never fade away.

    Time to fly ,
    To spread the colours,
    Things may end,
    But memories lasts forever.
    With those flashes from the past,
    Let's fly for the dreams and,
    Left with the hope ,
    Of a Reunion in future.


    #mirakee #miraquill #writer #schooldays #memories #thefarewell #school @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    ©cafejournals

  • bushrra 14w

    Beginning of a virtual war ~

    All start from a Sunday of a sunny day~
    Ur mother call u to wake up and to prepare ur self for the most happiest day in ur whole life ~
    firstly U wash ur face and teeth, u go to get ur breakfast which prepared with a pure heart and soft hands, ur mother smile at u and she's excited more than u about this waited day.
    She wait this day from the moment when she knew that she's pregnant with u ~
    U see how much important this day ~
    Ur mother help u to wear ur new and beautiful clothes ~
    Ur father give u a cute bag, and u don't kn what is happening ~
    Ur father take u to a new place for u.
    The place where the legends grow up~
    Legends are doctors; scientifics; professors; engineers; teachers; and all the legend people as Einstein ~
    U start crying when ur father leave u In ur new home, "school " , with a new kids "classmates " the teacher take u to the class u stop crying, and u'll start Recognition new friends. U'll kn what's 1+1 ,u'll kn how to treat who's old than u, u'll learn numbers Alphabets, and new words ~
    SCHOOL it's the beginning of any legendary career path .and legendary peoples ~
    This is my beginning and it'll not be ending of it. ~
    ¶bushrra

  • emily_cjw 15w

    Outcast

    A trail of red trickled down my knees,
    A vague stinging at my cheek.
    I sat quietly at my seat,
    Rubbing the sand off my sleeves.

    No one seemed to have noticed,
    The ragged clumsy little me.
    I held in my tears and stiffened my face
    Moving on with with the class to be.

    No one said a thing to me,
    Not a single worried glance.
    Though it didn't hurt as much as the bruise and cuts,
    My tears have fallen because of that.
    ©emily_cjw

  • kingzaps 7w

    Basta lekar roz subah nikal padta hoon.

    Basta lekar roz subah nikal padta hoon
    Sapno se apne nahane kyu roz jhagadta ta hoon
    Palke bhaari hai chutti yaari hai kuch karne ki
    Zidd to hai magari nahane kyu ghar ke halaat uspe bhaari hai
    Ab bas apni schoolon se ummeed laga rakhi hai
    Magar shayad unhone ne to apni hi daud laga rakhi
    80% pe chaddi 90% par joote padte 65% ke chakkar mein kitne roz hai marte
    Kisi fauji se kam nahi zindagi meri
    Yun to kisi fauji se kam nahi
    Magar kitna bhi lad lo ye Jung rukti hi nahi
    Shaheed yaha bhi hote hai Kai sainik
    Magar afsos kisi ko ye dikhte hi nahi...