Digital Kisholoy A monthly magazine of Ananda Mandir youth group
Diwali is a festival of lights. A lamp brings light and removes darkness. Diwali brings good things and removes bad things.
November-December, 2021
Kisholoy is produced by youth members of Ananda Mandir. The articles, drawing or photographs of this magazine are copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any other forms without the consents of the owners.
We would like to acknowledge the contributions of the followings: Articles: Anooshka Sen (age 8), Sahil Ghosh (age 12), Shama Dinesh (age 21) Drawing: cover - Boidurjo Bandyopadhyay (age 7), Inside- Anooshka Sen (age 8),
Editorial: Dipak K. Sarkar, Utpal Sengupta, Sudipta Bhanja Choudhury Magazine Composer: Dipak K. Sarkar For information about the Kisholoy – contact Dipak K. Sarkar via email (Dipakksarkar@hotmail.com).
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Poem of Anooshka Sen (age 8)
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Friday before Halloween By - Anooshka Sen (age 8) “Anooshka, walk faster, look at the big gap in the line”. Maddie told me as we walked down the side walk. “OK, OK” I answered her, walking a little faster down the side walk and I saw my mom holding out her phone, ready to take a picture of me. When I reached her, I stopped and looked straight at her phone for a few seconds before I kept on moving with the line. Soon I went past her and went up the stairs. Then I went down the other side walk and stopped where all the parents had gathered up, holding their phones. It didn’t take me long to find my mom because she was right in the front row. Soon the school was over and I was walking home with my mom. “Would you like to go trick or treating in downtown with Mia? I am working so Mia’s mom offered to take you”, my mom asked me, waiting for me to reply to her. “YES, YES”, I answered throwing my backpack up in the air. “OK, then go home, drop off your backpack and dress up for the Halloween as well as for the cold weather. Also eat something and then you can go trick or treating”, mom said. It’s chilly and windy today and you must be hungry she added and we headed to our house. It seemed little weird to trick or treat on Friday, but I didn’t care about it much as it will be so much fun to trick or treat after a year of living in fear. Slowly the world is coming back to normal activity with still some COVID restriction of course. My mom texted Mia’s mom to pick me up. I got in the car and sat down, MIA was eating checkers. “What” Mia asked, looking at me? “Nothing” I answered with a smile, looking at her. “Anooshka, do you want any snacks”, Mia’s mom asked me. “No, I have some in my house”. I replied, taking my Red Riding Hood costume’s hood off. “So you are little Red Riding Hood this year, I like your costume”, Mia’s mom said. “Yes, I am Red Riding Hood. Thanks” I answered. In a bit we arrived at the downtown. I opened the car door and stepped out on the sidewalk. Mia ran ahead of me. “Mia, come back!” Mia’s mom said as she turned around. “I see candy in that store over there!” Mia shouted joyfully, pointing at the store. We went in. “HAPPY HALLOWEEN” the lady in the store said giving one candy to each of us. “Thank you” we both said to the lady and left the store. After trick or treating for a while we were a little exhausted. “I’m tired, can we go home” Mia grinned 4
“Guess so” Mia’s mom answered. We stopped at Starbucks to take some rest. Mia emptied her candies on the table. Mia’s candies were piled in front of her. “Mia, you’re going to lose some candies” I told, moving my candies to one side of my basket. Mia and I started to count our candies. After that Mia’s mom took us back home. It was lot of fun and lot of candies too. I hope we have similar Halloween every year. -- The end –
Drawing of Anooshka Sen (age 8)
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The Earth By - Sahil Ghosh (age 12) The greens and blues made the hues Gave birth to life, the working crews Nature was bright, from starry nights The air was fresh, and there were less fights But then came a change in this balance An end to this peace and worldy silence Mankind rose and reached some lows The cars and trucks made some rows The greens and blues became greyish black All of mankind had to take a step back would they be able to change their faults? They thought and thought, and stopped to a halt They needed a change, a new big goal For the animals, ducks, birds, and foals It was enough, the Earth agreed And now we are, thinking of our deed Some people rise and the quite wise Is this when, we say good-byes? We have so much yet we can't save. The world that brought us so many brave? The wind wants to blow, the rivers want to flow The birds want to fly, none want to die We have done a lot, but can't save the earth, The planet that brought life and birth The earth is old and has some mold We need to help it get a hold The Earth says yes and cries some more Why can't we help it in a roll? When the sad truth is - We can... -- The end – 6
The Perfect World By - Shama Dinesh (age 21) The perfect world is a renowned myth A fairytale to enchant children with Where the princes have a happy ending Yet, the fate of the villain remains daunting The perfect world is looming within a golden cage Where there exists no hatred, greed or rage The people remain bound by love, not fear There exists no evil and the skies are clear The perfect world remains trapped in a glass ball Where the bad guys fail and the heroes stand tall The dragon is slain and the princess is saved The path to beauty remains painful unlike famed The perfect world is hidden deep in my mind Where people choose to be loving and kind It remains a dream that I am forced to wake from A fantasy so beautiful that it haunts some Reality then sets in in this perfect world Tearing through the myth Breaking the golden cage Shattering the glass The perfect world longed for remains lost -- The end –
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