AGLOW

I am burning fire,

water's what I don't admire.

no one can vanquish me,

anytime I freely flee.

I am on an approving quest,

to be renowned as the best.

no rules;by like thou I abide,

enemies are we,me and the word hide.

I make others perspire;I do not,

try to touch me I am flaming hot.

I know there's something for me destined,

all is the need is to search and find.

Blow me away and I will rebel back,

full of action;I am a heavy stack.

neither can can you touch me nor me kill,

I am flaming fire,aglow- still..

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friends balcony

  I'll tell you about my 8 crazy friends,
they never make me sad.
they always stay happy.
but yet they are mad.
  lets start with a girl,
who's the scholar of our group.
she has the shortest list of what she cant.
I swear she's wonderful.
  lets go to a boy,
who's the cowboy of our group.
his jokes are never near to funny,
he has teeth resembling to a bunny!
   now coming to a girl,
who's the tomboy of our group.
yet she's the prettiest.
and dances so graceful.
   coming to a boy,
he loves to say only one line.
he wants to send everybody to hell.
yet is craziest of all 8.
    now moving to a girl,
she is the biggest of our group.
everyone teases her a elephant,
but I think she's way too cute.
    coming to a boy,
who's the cricketer dude of our group.
and if we try to tease him,
he hits us black and blue!
     yet coming to a boy,
who's the plumpy of our group.
he makes us go bonkers,
until we hit ourselves to the roof.
     lastly here's a boy.
who has eyes deep lovely blue,
he loves to say the word 'sorry',
and acts like a fool.
      This is what I could say,
about my lovely friends eight.
we always stay united .
dare we separate.....



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Travel for my life....

   I think or I think I wonder,
If I could travel the world in few days.
If I could see all the merry things,
In the dreamy month of may?
    Raining in the grasslands,
and way too hot in savanna.
Now which clothes should I pack 
And which ones not to pack?
     Freezing cold in polar region,
 travelling till there is a task
If I could reach there there,I think,
I will got to santa's place to bask.
     Arid in  sahara desert region,
yet full clothes to be worn.
oh god! how will I survive,
will my known need my clone?
     I wish,I could do all of this,
and yet keep travelling for all of my life.
but I know I can do this in my slumber,
you bet with me,I musn't wonder,right?!

JUST LIKE ME...
    
     Some people say why don't you talk?
  some people say why don't you stop!
   some people say i am so kind,
  some don't say,well i don't mind!
   some people throw looks at me,
  some people love every look of me.
   some people say this,some say that,
  but i don't care 'cause i know the fact.
   you will find someone better than me,
  you will find someone cuter than me.
   you will find smarter than me,
  but i promise you,
   that you will never find a girl
                JUST LIKE ME;)
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GROWING UP!

  10 years back,

When I was so small

I had a barbie in my hand

Other one had a doll!

  When I was of 5 years

I had pencil n book in my hand

Yet was laughing like a joker!

Thinking pencil was  magic wand!

  When I was of 7 years,

I thought of flying in sky

Next, my arm was broken,

I think, I thought of too high!

  When I was of 10 years,

I knew what I had to do.

I had to study  so much,

And say my toys adieu!

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selfies,time pass and maybe some geography project...?!

It was a sunday when my friends decided to come over my place to complete a geography group  project.  10 people arrived at my place, my 4 besties #m.a.p.s, and 5 boys from our group.
the first one to arrive was a boy  on his cycle showing off to me and that's when he made a complete fool out of himself... next to arrive were all of my beloved friends and then we all went at my home... we met at 3:00 p.m but started the project at 4:00 p.m!! now please don't ask me why?!okay.. lets reveal. the reason behind the late start was excessive amount of clicking selfies,and another reason. the boy [the one who came on his cycle] bought information on south africa whereas the project was completely based on south Ameria:( [lo kar lo baat yaar!!!] I really think that his brain wires have some short circuit....
    next brain shot was given by my friend who called me at around 5:30 p.m and was at exactly opposite location searching my house with some different name... blimey...
he arrive at 5:45 p.m and was dressed like a freaking maniac going to a party or stuff...
and the worst thing was that he had not got ANY information!!! his reply on our shouting on him was that, "no one told me told me to bring any information!!" I was like, "then why on this earth have we met here? to dance?"...blimey....
    And thus our meet ended at 6:30,although we couldn't our project, we all enjoyed the teamwork and all the fun we had was the best.. and then all of my friends returned back to their dens..[dens- because each and everyone is a different type of an animal including me, who cant be separated..;)]  
    #i love you people! bffs!!

she is malala and that is her story.

           It was year 2014 when we 8 people were travelling from delhi to kashmir... and that was the year when i first heard of MALALA.. i was awestruck by her courage and the will power to learn, get educated. I wished that i could have her autobiography book,when i saw it first time at the delhi airport....
  I tried to convince my mom a lot to buy me that book.. but all her answer was,'maybe some other time..' and my aunt who was travelling with us maybe heard it...
  I fell sick after a week of returning back to mumbai from our trip... and one fine day when I was at the recovering stage our door bell rang and i was surprised to find a courier from pune just for me.
I opened it quickly with my mother with great curiosity and I found a neat aqua and pink coloured book in it.. in the first look I understood it was malala's book and I stared shouting,"malala!!! mom its malala! oh my mommm!! its malala!" it was sent to me by my aunt who had travelled with me...
   It was the story of a girl with having immense hunger to learn... belonging from pakistani swat area where girls were not allowed to get educated, she went against it and was shot... but I belive that her will power was so strong that even God could not take her away from education... she lived , she          
lived for those thousands of people praying for her, she lived. she lived to learn... I loved the whole book,but the best part was PART ONE where all was going neatly and the description of swat is beautifully done,and especially the chapter one, a daughter is born, where we feel the most angry,due to discrimination....
    #i am malala and it is my story....
#the girl who stood up for education and was shot by taliban..
we are proud of you malala..
I am proud of you....