Living Life Musically!

So, it has been six years since I first started my Hindustani Classical Music lessons. I was eight years old and in class 2. That was quite heavy, you know, learning all the 'raags' and their 'aalap and taans'. But soon, I learnt it and music became the soul in me.

I became six years old in the music class on 21st of May, 2011.

Thank you baba, for encouraging me to join the music class, and you have done a great job. I really love it. Thank you ma'am Vandana because without you, this couldn't have been possible! I have really worked hard but still strive to improve. Now, I am preparing for my fifth year exams in music, and then, I'll head to the last year of music. WOW! Time flies so fast, can't believe how these six years passed, like sand from hands. Really, if I complete my music course, I'll miss my music class.

I'll miss it beacause of some people who made it really very special and a memorable one. First of all, my friends at the music class, Bani di, Aarush bhai, Vibhor bhaiya, Ayushmaan, Dhananjay, Kusum di and Shilpa di, you all are the true musicians. Really, Ayushmaan, you have a great voice and you play the tabla very beautifully. Kusum di, you have a great voice, typical 'garhwali' voice! Bani di, Aarush bhai and Vibhor bhaiya, you all used to come to the music class when I first joined it. Thank you for guiding me through my first year, it was very confusing since it was new to me.

THANKS guys for making it special. Hope to continue living my life musically, filled with music. Because, music is one thing that will never get you bored out of life!

Disha's Birthday - Teenage Dream!

Disha Pant

So, it was Disha(my best friend)'s 13th birthday bash. I, being her bf (best friend), was invited, along with Palak, Purva and Srishti from our class. Palak picked me up from Dharampur and then we headed towards her house.

I was surprised that we went the wrong way, we took a turn before the original one and got lost. Thankfully, someone told us the right way and we finally reached! Shame that I, being her bf, who had gone to her house at least half a dozen times, did not kno the right route! Anyways, we reached quite early and, in fact, I guess, were the first ones to reach, quite punctual, as always! So, finally Purva and Srishti also arrived and we took a walk around the colony. When we got tired, we went inside and by that time, everyone had come.

We first played tambola in which I didn't get anything. No luck, perhaps! Then we took the word 'industrialization' and made small words (at least of three letters) from it. I won this game by making 16 in 1 minute. Yay! Then, when the food was ready, Palak and I took seats in the lawn and ate chowmein, Palak's quite funny, I must say! So sad, that the starters weren't served to us, anyways, we ate the food which was quite tasty and then the ice-cream. Ah, all full now, time to say goodbye and goodnight. It was 10:30 p.m., so we had to head home. Disha's parents organized our departure and driver uncle gave us lift and we reached our homes, safe and sound, and, happy!

HAPPY B'DAY  DISHA! Live your Teenage Dream!

 ,LOADS OF LOVE AND BEST WISHES FROM 

Purva Joshi

Palak Sharma

 

 B.F.F.

P.S.- I gifted Disha a book - Five Point Someone by Chetan Bhagat. Very beautiful book (3 idiots was based on it). 

The awesomest last day!

Well, I know there is no such word as awesomest, but what's the harm, after all, English in itself is such a टेडी मेडी language. 

Now, let's talk about yesterday, which was the last day of school before summer vacations. We had it rocking! No studies!!! The first period was Maths, which went free because we started discussing about our plans for the vacations. The second period was also wasted like this (after all, we are experts in wasting our time). The most enjoyable was the dance period, which we enjoyed for the first time in our life. We made Shweta and Jagriti dance! And then I sang Saiyyaan by Kailash Kher. Ma'am Roy was very happy! Even the chemistry period was free with ma'am really in a mood to enjoy and not teach. 

Everyone was so happy that there was less holiday home-work this time, including physics and history! No projects! 

Last period was free because our class had to be arranged, furnitures were to be kept under the newspapers....(and of course, it was hindi period, we really wanted to miss it)!

So, last day was an enjoyable one, I can say! Let's look on to the vacations now, let's find out what's not boring!

Bidding Farewell to Richa di

Yesterday, Richa di was to leave for Delhi for the start of the new session in IIPM, Delhi (MBA batch -2011-2013). She went to the market yesterday for some last-minute shopping. Then we went to a nearby shop where we enjoyed a plate of chowmein. Really tasty. Since it was tuesday, we also went to Shiv Mandir and ate 'prasad' of 'boondi and halwa'. The night came and we had to bid her goodbye. Since baba was also going with her (for the guardians' meeting and for some help with settling), ma went with baba to drop him and Bhanu bhaiya and I went with Richa di. Baba bought tickets for the bus and when it was time to go, mum got really emotional and started crying. Rich di has a strong mind and heart, she controlled her tears. But I could see that she would really miss us. We would also! Love you Richa di, hope to meet you in the summer vacations. 

P.S. - the card made by Ashish was really cute, especially the Rich di that he had made (cute and fat, just like you), and the rose also, very beautiful! We will miss you di! Love you....<3<3<3

The half hour of captivity!

Yesterday, I was filling the bowl  with water for the birds when I saw something small, and, it was this cute little chick below the tree. It was so frightened and lay so still that I thought it was dead! I shrieked and told Manan and Richa di about it. Richa picked it up and took it inside. That little creature must have fallen from the nest as it was really small, we thought. Her heart was beating so fast and she wouldn't come down from Richa di's T shirt. It held her so tightly. Oh! She was beautiful and baba told that it was the chick of a red-vented bulbul. We made her sit on the window sill and she started chirping. Before I would notice, there was an even more beautiful bulbul sitting by her side. I think it was her mother. The next moment, she flew away with her. She sat on the neighbouring goose-berry tree and then flew away somewhere. We had only kept her for half an hour, but, I think it was a wonderful experience! I came to know, that, every creature of God is beautiful and a miracle in itself. Now, she must be somewhere with her mother. The chick looked so free with the bulbul (her mother) because she had no limits there. She had the vast sky where she could fly all alone with nobody to stop her. So, why would she be with us. It was good for her as now she was free without so many eyes staring at her like anything, trying to touch her and hold her, make her jump from here to there.

We should also be like the bird, free in imagination and speech. With no boundaries or limitations imposed on us, we can be confident and powerful in our thoughts. I am surprised that if we try to observe anything, the optimistic way, then, even a small creature can draw a lesson which would help us throughout our lifetime. 

Love you Ma!

Dedicated to the most wonderful, cheerful and loving mum in the whole world, Mrs. Sushila Bhandari a.k.a. my mother.

Ma, God has given me many gifts, and, the most important - you! I have enjoyed each and every moment with you, be it eating the 'chicken leg-piece' in Thailand or sitting and travelling with you in  Activa, every moment has been a memorable and enjoyable one! You have taken so much pain in making me what I am today, and, I promise, I will never let you down. Because, you have taught me to live in this hectic world, you've tought me to manage things and you've, above all, created me and I reflect your personality, all  because of you!

I hope that this love and bond gets even stronger in the coming years. Just stay like this, and, remember to lower down your BP,

Yours lovingly,

Gatha....

Mixed-bag!!!

Manan's Term 1 Unit tests have started and he has English 2 and Biology today. Since it is the second saturday and there are no tests (for me), here I am, sitting, getting bored in the house. I have planned to complete my math home-work, but for now, I plan to do something else. 

Yesterday, ma'am Bhawna told that the 'Camel Colour Contest' was compulsory, so I also have to make a painting, topic-'Wildlife in India'. Let's see. Today, first of all, I have to go with Richa di to the doctor's and then for some shopping of hers. Then with Govind bhaiya and Richa di to the canteen to buy some groceries for the house. ha!, how much can a child do, perhaps, i should ask, how much can a young lady (like me) do? 'Young Lady', because, our class teacher, ma'am Sunita came to know recently that our class was not so innocent as it appears to be! We had been reading the fifth chapter in our C.F. (character formation) books, which is about growing up and the bending problems in girls and boys during this stage. It was ridiculous.

Now, let's jump to last night. So, I've been Manan's teacher or 'home-tutor'. It was so difficult to teach him last night (biology). Thank you, ma'am Rushda, for tolerating us in class 7th and teaching so interestingly! Manan's doesn't seem to have any interest when I teach him. Hope he'll get used to this. After all, I'll be teaching him further, since, he's only a class smaller than me (I'm in 8 and he's in 7). He must know, that, studies are important and how to behave when someone's trying real hard to get your attention on the subject. He doesn't! We both got so bored last night, that I told him that I would teach him in the morning. What? Why bored? You ask that? If your mother and cousin are gone to some CM's party to enjoy the dinner for an occasion (it was the inauguration of Uttarakhand CM, Dr Ramesh Pokhriyal Nishank's new house (official residence)), wouldn't you get bored in the house, studying??? Ha, they both had a wonderful time, so I have been told. After listening to the events that took place last night in the CM house, I've told my mum to start preparing for the next CM post. I bet that she can grab it. She has the potential to do it. She's strong, intelligent, a fighter and most of all, she's a woman! I mean, women can also do it, best example-my mum. I've seen her work so much. Running from here to there which we call 'दौड़-भाग' in hindi. She is a fighter.

OMG!!! Where did I start and where have I ended! Now, that's called topic-change, now wonder what will be the heading of this post, maybe, Mixed-bag????

 

Laila aur Billu

अब एक नयी प्रेम कहानी लिखी जायेगी, लैला और मजनू के बजाये, लैला और बिल्लू! हाँ, आजकल दोनों बड़े मज़े में रहते हैं. कभी लड़ते-झगड़ते हैं, कभी थक कर एक साथ सो जाते हैं. दोनों को देखकर बहुत ख़ुशी होती है. इतने मज़े से एक दुसरे के साथ खलते हैं और साथ ही साथ हमे भी दौडाते हैं. उनके साथ तो मम्मा की भी exercise हो जाती है. कल तो दोनों ने माँ को ज्यादा ही गुस्सा दिला दिया. दोनों के दोनों 'बजरी' के पहाड़ पर कूद पड़े और सब कुछ नीचे गिरा दिया. आखिर माँ भी उनके साथ अपने हंसी को ज्यादा देर छुपा नहीं पायीं. काश दोनों ऐसे ही रहें, ज़िन्दगी भर, मै उन दोनों क ऐसे ही हँसते खेलते देखना चाहती हूँ.