Monday, March 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A LOVE SONG BY THE SPRING POOL
Saturday, December 12, 2009
POVERTY
THE BOX FULL OF FEATHERS
The Wonderful World Of Fairy Tales

On the darkest nights beside the fireplace
When the moon is high and the sky is gray,
We read the fairy tales with joy and delight,
For we ought to finish it by midday!
They are the most delightful reads,
With Cinderella and Snow White!
We let our imagination run wild,
And once again we turn into a lovely child!
We slowly enter the land of fairy tales,
Where peace and love always prevails!
With happiness having no bounds
And we attain the glorious state!
We wake up in a wonderful place
In the heart of fairy tales,
And meet the angel of love and grace
And the light shines upon her beautiful face!
She grants our wishes and bestows happiness
And we return home in a blissful state!
Fairy tales has just united us,
In a magical world,
In a magical place!
SRINIDHI.R
Friday, December 11, 2009
MY PIECE OF WRITING FOR THE MONTH-- FAIRY TALES AND HOW THEY PLAY AN IMPORTANT PART

I love to read fairy tales a lot. They are fantastic stories, full of symbolism and depth and they all convey a special message and are very much entertaining. I especially like Disney fairy tale movies-- Cinderella, Snow White and the Lion-king and the fairy tale picture books like Rapunzel, Puss in boots and Snow-White.
SRINIDHI.R
Monday, December 7, 2009
The Wave

I sat down in the hot sand and looked high up the sky. I could see a small girl next to me, with rosy cheeks busy building a sand castle. She was shouting at her mommy, saying that she had almost finished building it. I turned to my other side and watched some teenage girls in bikinis walking to the shore. God! I never get beach sick! In fact I love everything around here—the mangroves, the salt scented air and the pretty women who surf all the time. It doesn’t get much beautiful, except at night—it’s so tranquil then and brings me so much of peace and joy which would mesmerize me
Slowly when I got up and turned to leave, a small wave crashed to the sand and came up to my feet. Then I noticed the little girl crying and turned to see the sand castle, destroyed by the wave. I suddenly felt terrible to see the girl’s plight. She would have worked hard to build it. Then, I saw a small toy store by the beach. I ran and bought the girl, a toy castle and gave it to her saying,” Good girl! Keep this one safe!” The girl’s face brightened up a bit. She smiled and thanked me. I made my way out. I knew that I had begun such a lovely day! God –it’s perfect!
SRINIDHI.R



