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  Have you ever felt the pain to the point, where it seemed like you don’t care? When you silently screamed for all the power to hold that tear back, But all at once you realize that the tissues that met your cheeks, Wasn’t wet anymore!   The rising sun unleashing its luminescence, To awaken the happy lives, She woke up to feel the breeze, The breeze around her seemed void, Just as her heart felt!   Her cheeks blushed in pain, eyes soddened with grief, Painful keepsakes all around her, and there she sat, all LOST.   So lost that she didn’t know what to feel, When in fact she do feel pain, She can’t believe that it’s real. She resided in dark fantasies, with a heart of mysteries, None to console. when she dreaded to be back whole.   She felt uneasy to deal, To deal with the numbness enveloping around her, She knew it was something from the past, The past she thought flew away from her But was actually cl...

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 Through this poem "Hue of Mind", I tried to portray a sister's desperate feelings over her little one's demise. It has been days since she ate properly, her body was weak, her mouth was all swollen, she wasn't able to eat anymore but she did, just to stave of her caress mother. Every little things that reminded about her 3-yr-old sister seemed like a ghost of weight in her heart. She had nothing to do with her sister's death but still held herself responsible & injected the sense of guilt into her life every now and then. Till the end of the poem, it is obvious that she led a terrible life and kept wailing over everything that happened before and was meant to happen! For her, Death wasn't just a mere DEATH, but a pace of time undergoing deterioration.      From the last line of the poem, I wanted to let the world know that death isn't just a death of memories, but those dead memories which've the capability to hold one on the horns of a dilemm...

  Am I lured, for the tandem seconds I bide? So dark and grave, Is the shadow, I left behind? Do the tears I shed, Worth empty stares from the street I pace? From all these having said, _"Some food you must have"_; my mom coddled. To stave off my caress mom with no hesitation did I push, a morsel of toast and omelette into my mouth of swollen taste buds. A mouth all swelled up, stale did the bread seem. Brittle were my bones, Didn't I fear, for will it crumble? Couldn't consume more than a bite, Started it, to crack my appetite. Dropped my gaze did I to that moldy newspaper printed 2 years ago, With heavy sobs that tore from my throat, I attempted to read the very headline- _" Walnut stuck in throat led to the death of a 3-yr-old girl"_ Slumped I, my rigid body to the couch, Thought of those very scenes of lamentation. I kept wailing over her tiara, I held myself responsible for her death. "I could've rescued her, She would've been here with me....

  Hai, "We may be an abled one, But only when we use it For our success, It becomes meaningful, Isn't it?" All India Forum for English Students scholars and Trainers ( AIFEST ) had organised an All-India Poetry Competition on 15 th November 2020. It worths a great pleasure immersed with proud for PPM HSS Kottukkara on the achievement of Afrah Pandikkadan of S1A. She had won 3rd place on category 2 poetry competition of AIFEST on her poem entitled " Hue of Mind   " * . Warmest congratulations on her achievement. So pleased to see her accomplishing great things can be fetes. Thank You Have a nice day. *Click view that post.

School life gives ever green moments and memories to many of us. It is the place where we get our first learning, friends, teacher, homework, punishment and much more things that make the best part of our life.  It is one of the best period of human life. It helps us to shape our character, our mental attitude nd basic principles of life.   When I think of my schooldays it fills my mind with happiness and nostalgic memories .  Those are the golden days where we got many friends, enjoyed their company, shared our happy, sad moments and lunch with them, played together, did gossips and had lot of fun. That goooodmorrrrrniiiing teacher song, The excitement we had when we first started learning to write with pen,that kiddo age is unforgettable.Happiness when we get leisure periods or when the teacher is absent and bunking class with friends are some of the blooming memories.   In everyone’s life we have our favorite teacher who played a major role. Other than...

When days were of happiness....when days were of friends.. When days were of tiffin boxes....where holidays glow our faces Where fighting is of pencil and rubber." Those were the best memories of our life" Sweet school.... my school  Most irritating moments            morning alarm  Most dreadful journey            Way to class Most wonderful news           Teachers is absent  Most tragic moments             Test paper  Most lovely time            Meeting friends  "Our school days we will miss" One of good moments in life  And as the final day arrive " They were the best days of our lives" - Shirin (Group 4_S2D)

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Courtesy : SRG English GBMHSS Perinthalmanna

  Courtesy : SRG English GBMHSS Perinthalmanna

         There is a saying that school is the second home and the teachers are the second parents. And that it should be true for everyone who is at school. I feel school is like a paradise, there are lots of friends for us and we share every moments with each other. My teacher helps me learn the things I need to learn to become a responsible citizen of the country.Just like my mother who is teaching me always do good and strive for excellence, my teachers are doing the same.           At school i have lots and lots of brothers and sisters.They are my classmates and schoolmates.They make me happy.It is one of the wonderful times of my life. Everyday, i find more friends. School gives me lots of opportunities, to be good and to do what is good. It helps me become more confident with myself. School does not help me learn things but teaches me to do things. My loving and caring teachers give me inspiration to give my best. Iam learning...

      "" Sυrroυɴd yoυrѕelғ wιтн тнe dreαмerѕ αɴd тнe doerѕ, тнe вelιeverѕ αɴd тнιɴĸerѕ, вυт мoѕт oғ αll, ѕυrroυɴd yoυrѕelғ wιтн тнoѕe wнo ѕee ɢreαтɴeѕѕ wιтнιɴ yoυ, eveɴ wнeɴ yoυ doɴ'т ѕee ιт yoυrѕelғ.     ""              As usual, after sitting for our public examination,we will leave the school forever as a student. We will throw the uniform and started to walk to our new set of Dream. However anywhere we go or any place we transfer to will not be the same as the school. Besides father and mother, the school taught us to be an excellent person. After leaving the school,we feel very sad and lost of something. We also want the time to turn back so that we can stay again at the school. But, what will we missed the most when I leave the school? Another thing that I would miss the most is my friends. I might find new friends when I go to another place but it is possible that I can meet the same friends as when I was in my school ti...

 

 - Malayala Vedi (PPM HSS Kottukkara)

Hai, I am Aman Ahmmad, a member of the club Malayam Vedi.I am here to introduce "Keralapperuma", the video of Kerala Piravi celebration by my club Malayala Vedi. First of all I would like to share few things about the club 'Malayalam Vedi'. Malayalam Vedi is a club of our own Bava Sir. But it is more than an organization, it is a force that unites all students of PPM HSS Kottukkara. Malayalam Vedi not only helps us to find our talents but also gives us proper guidance in this regard. Malayalam Vedi provides more opportunities to learn more about societies and culture.  As we all know, we are all in the grip of the pandemic situation, but we Malayalam students will never ever give up, we are really fighting against Corona, this year we celebrated Kerala Piravi in a different way. Like a virtual Onam celebration, Sir collected our creative videos and created a video. Bava Sir ensured that all students had the opportunity to participate in it. Sir did not forget to incl...