Childhood – Ojaswini Srivastava

Childhood is filled with sheer delight, Everyday seems happy and bright,There is nothing to worry at all,A child is happy only to crawl,He is not bothered about the long run,Rather each moment means fun,Everyone is a friend to him,With honesty his heart is brim,His shoulders are free,Since he has nil responsibility,Life is free from enmity… Continue reading Childhood – Ojaswini Srivastava

The Nuclear Aftermath – Natasha Choukkar

I try to sound poetic todayas I go about my routine choresRight from the time I wake upFrom that moment thereafterA few split seconds I spendJust lying in bedFiguring out my lifeClouds falling from the skyMy memory failing meThese corners have gone blindI lie in my bed and count polonium orbsTwenty three and then I… Continue reading The Nuclear Aftermath – Natasha Choukkar

Some time with “Not so Blessed” Children

It was a medical and dental health camp organized by the Voluntary Service organization, Manipal University at Bala niketan Orphanage. Started with a small inauguration. Though I was not much into listening the speeches the line which surely struck my ears..”Doctors are in the most noble profession. It’s my request to all the medical students… Continue reading Some time with “Not so Blessed” Children

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