BACK AGAIN!πŸ˜„


Hi there, again!

Hi,friends! It’s been a really very long time since I last wrote so I’m very happy to be back again. But unfortunately, I don’t have enough time to spend on wordpress. I’m an S.S.C student and as you can guess ‘a preety-tight schedule’ is what we all think they have. So I’m also really very sorry to say that I won’t be able to publish weekly as I used to but I’ll try whenever possible.So, today I want to write about stress, my current life and another poem I’ve composed recently.

First, as everyone thinks that a 10th student should be learning day and night until his brain comes out of his head, I don’t think so. Unless ‘all’ my friends I don’t have a really tight schedule and learn whenever it gives me pleasure(P.S. Don’t try this if you can’t take all in your head just in two months😜). But yeah, utmost importance is given to S.S.C exams specially in India(I don’t know about foreign countries😐) But, that doesn’t mean that we should pressurize the student. And I must say, more than you and your parents, your ‘extreme well-wishers’ are eager to get your results. And by well-wishers, I really don’t mean ‘well-wishers'(If you get what I meanπŸ˜‡). So, well, I’m not the ‘very’ serious type of person so I don’t take pressure on any side. It’s just like our regular examination but in a different school with unknown people. I really don’t understand why society has to give such pressure to students that if he fails it means his life his over. C’mon people, life is much more than passing an examination. Not every student who passes and gets a really very very good percentage is an intelligent person and not even the one who fails is stupid. It’s basically the society who has instilled in our minds that failing this particular examination means ‘life over’. So, I want to tell how my life as an S.S.C student is very much different from ‘all’ of my friends.

Depression because of studies!😞

In India, it is a custom, I can say, that once your child comes to 8th standard, he needs to go to coaching classes. So, basically, when I told my friends that I’ve not joined any classes, they were like ,”How will you study and prepare for the examination?” ” As I always do”, was my answer. To this they replied,”You’re very intelligent,na. So, no problem for you.πŸ˜„” I’m like no extraordinary person with some extra intelligence or a different brain, but the same as everyone else.. Now see their schedule:

  1. Get up and go to school.πŸ˜…
  2. As soon as school finishes, rush home for classes.πŸ˜“
  3. Come back at home by around 7.30 or 8.πŸ˜”
  4. Again, do your school homework and tuition homework. By the time, it is 9.30😑😣
  5. Eat and go to sleep…… and the cycle goes on till you give your board exams and breathe a sigh of relief😣😒

Now, this is my routine, actually I don’t have a timetable because even if I make a trouble to prepare it, I never follow it. So, to me, it’s useless:

  1. Get up and go to school.πŸ˜’
  2. Come back, do my homework and revise my studies.😐
  3. At 4 O’clock, my students come and leave by six.πŸ˜‹
  4. After that, sometimes I’m free and sometimes, I continue my studies, and pack my bag for school next day. By the time it is 9.😍
  5. Then I go to play outdoors,watch T.V. or just have a walk.😎
  6. Then I eat, do all kinds of time pass and sleep.πŸ˜‰ ….. Cycle continues

You can see, how different my routine is from my friends,right?

To sum your reading, I read a most amazing blog by a blogger friend of mine on ‘Depression’. It’d be a sin not to share it with y’all. Do give it a read: https://manviyaduvanshi.wordpress.com/2017/05/16/ingredients-a-perfect-recipe-of-depression/

Okay, now study talks over, I’m being bored.πŸ˜’ So, I’m presenting my next poem I wrote recently during a free lecture in my class. I asked my friend to choose a topic and give me so that I’d write any poem on it. Since, it is the beginning of the rainy season😍 in India, my friend suggested I write something about this season. So, presenting my poem titled:

Joy of the first rain is when you get wet in it!πŸ˜„

A Drop of Happiness!πŸ˜„

The joy of the first drop of rain,
Takes away all heat and pain.πŸ˜‡

When children come to dance,
I feel it is my chance,😍

To make them happy, for I'm a tiny drop of rain,
I feel so cheerful, for nobody's in vain.😊

God makes me feel so great,πŸ˜„
When enemies forget their hate.πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜‡

And enjoy in the shower.😎
It feels like happiness is such a great power.😊

When I touch the ground,
The soil's smell is found.πŸŒ…

My touch refreshes a new leaf,πŸ‘Έ
On a flower,I find myself the diamond, the crown's chief.βœ¨πŸ’Ž

Leaves prancing slightly of the tree.πŸŽ„
Everywhere, it says, happiness is free.πŸ˜ƒ

The joy of the first drop of rain,πŸ˜‡
Let's all the sorrow drain.πŸ˜žπŸ˜„

So, that’s all for today!

Do share your thoughts on my blog and poem. I hope you love them. And keep following for more blogs by me.πŸ˜„

Thanks for reading!

-Devangi

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