Newsletter Junior College April 2019

NEWSLETTER 2019 Junior College Volume 01

Students Editorial Board Syed Huda M o h a m m a d Ta z e e m

Patron: Ms. Saira Raza

“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain�.

T. S. Eliot

Designed By: Musheer ul Islam

Delhi Public School, Srinagar

CAMPUS ROUNDUP.......

The beginning of the new academic year took off with the arrival of plenty of new comers from around the valley and beyond. Marking the ritual of DPS which each year welcomes new faces in the plus two department. The initial weeks of April witnessed blossoming of tulips not only in Asia’s largest Tulip garden but also in the garden of our own. Delhi Public School saw a new wave of enthusiasm, zeal and zest.

Not only pupils but DPS was also joined by some very talented mentors: Sir Yaqoob (Economics) – “Delighted to be back in the school. Feels as if I am back with my family. Indeed it is a joyful experience to teach here.”

Sir Ali Muhammad (History) – “I am very happy to work here. Students are good and cooperative; school has wonderful conditions to work.”

Our Principal, a massively learned man and a brilliant speaker, Sir Alistair Freese wished this new strong DPS family all the luck for the upcoming year, he informed the students about the various platforms that the school has to offer urging them to take full advantage of all the opportunities. He strictly emphasized on discipline therefore making the students aware of their responsibilities. His words indeed pumped all of us with a new spark of energy.

The Fine Arts Department headed by Mr.Asif conducted a “Craft from Scrap” activity wherein the students used discarded newspaper to make various beautiful objects.

Asif sir – “Recently we have done a recycling activity of waste newspapers across the board. Students have created a lot of creative things out of newspaper like: pen holders, hangings, dustbins, costumes etc.”

To instill a sense of patience, perseverance and the love of learning a book reading hour among students and teachers was held.

The atmosphere hyped up in the last week of April as the tussle and competition of elections began with Mohammad Tazeem and Adain Shabir emerging as Head boy and Head girl of the school. The other office bearers making personal resolutions to make our institution the best learning centre, not only in the state but in the entire nation.

Syed Huda & Mohammad Tazeem - Class XII

The Paradise If only I was given a chance to be free, I would live it all with a glee.

Out there, in the woods I would stand, Holding a diary in my hand.

The beauty of nature, I want to write it all, But for this I am very small.

Pureness of the sky, Oh so high!

Gurgle of the water from the river running by, Gives pleasure to my inward eye.

Wearing that crown of leaves and flowers, I dance there merrily for hours.

Along the riverside is a bunch of roses, And they are giving beautiful poses.

Now as the clouds spread, Birds are dancing over my head.

And all this fills my heart with pleasure, This happiness surely can’t measure.

As rain drops fall on my cheek, All the pains these showers sweep.

My happiness is on a rise, As if I am in the paradise.

Sheema - Class XID1

A problem and a half: Bullying School, a temple of knowledge, is where a student actually learns to live. It is the institution behind the holistic development of an individual. But the bitter truth of today is that this temple of knowledge can sometimes turns into a temple of torture.

Everybody knows at school you read, learn, play and turn into an adult from a child but very few people are aware about the fact that schools can haunt you too.

One of the major issues that we are facing in schools today, which turns this theatre of dreams and delight into a haunted house is Bullying. Well if you do not know what Bullying means let me explain it for you; Use of superior strength or influence to intimidate (someone), typically to force them to do something is known as Bullying.

Bullying is a Social evil and a curse. It is a hugely discouraging act. It makes the nature of an individual violent in the due course of time. It develops superiority and inferiority complexs and is a potential talent slayer. According to a study; 15% of all school absenteeism is directly related to fears of being bullied. 282,000 students are physically attacked in secondary schools every month. That is almost 9,400 students a day. Almost half of the suicides among young people are due to bullying. Students who experience bullying are at an increased risk of poor school adjustment, sleep difficulties, anxiety and depression (Centre for disease Control, 2017).

A meta-analysis found that students facing peer victimization are 2.2 times more likely to attempt suicide than students not facing victimization (Gini & Espelage, 2014).

The tension, pain and frustration that bullying creates in one’s mind can’t quite be explained.

Some students come to school with dreams to fulfill, million dollar dreams to fulfill but between them and their million dollar dreams lie some Bullies who create a storm in their mind and school turns into a nightmare which haunts them every single day. Some students come from poor, really poor families that can hardly afford school. Their parents make sacrifices, work blood and sweat to send their children to schools. Again bullies become a hurdle between these students and their school. We certainly can not afford to turn a blind eye towards this critical matter and we need to do something about this. As it is getting worse not better day by day.

Parents, Teachers and Students have an important role to play in preventing bullying. Parents can teach their children love and respect. They can teach them to treat everyone with utmost benevolence and be kind to everyone. They can keep the lines of communication open and be frank with their children. Listen to them, talk to them, ask questions and try and understand their problems and concerns. Teachers can play the role of a motivator. They can regularly motivate students and engage them in sports activities, cultural activities and things like that. They can also organise debates and discussions regarding this rife issue.

Students have also got a role to play. They can intervene while someone is being bullied as bullying stops within 10 seconds 57% of the time when bystanders intervene. They can also raise awareness about it or they can at least bring this issue to the notice of their parents or the school authorities.

So take a step before it is too late.

A SMALL STEP CAN MAKE A HUGE DIFFERENCE. Mohammad Tazeem - Class XII

Sinner's Tomorrow Ambiguity just needs a touch But I need to learn the basics Will I be motherless!

But I am existence less Will I ever enchant him?

But I am a deign fatal.

Defile,ruin,corrupt Still here I stand.

Still!

Shouldn't my legs have been broken?

Aware of his might I still had not bow Ah!now at last I know, What wrong I did.

Oh PIETY!Here again I stand Devoid of worldly.

Left I am like a flower sans motley Bless me!

Induce me your fear And make me among your dearest, Here I am again without myself,self Again to you with my repentance.

To Pure,purer,purist - Anum Pandit

I REMEMBER Life was not so simple When i look back For the butterflies had to withdraw As the winters had set in.

There were no petunias to offer colour No sparrows chirping Even the wind was cold and dry That used to blow past my house.

I would go strolling, go for long walks Down the dark alleys and to those dingy parks.

For i had perceived peace in there The dark so tranquil , so serene.

I had spent hours Among many other shattered souls Bolstering one another up Yet every symphony , a solo.

The melody of their lives Still lay unrecalled As the anchor of their ships Had been seized by the fierce storm.

I had stood with them Gazing at the night sky Intently searching for the beloved ones They had lost in the name of freedom.

Every time the dusk crept in We used to assemble Assemble and lament over The treasures , that we had lost.

Till the dusking sky Would turn golden and red And that would be the time for us, Us to return to our grey nests.

My dear Grandchild ! the story i told Was of my childhood bygone and old.

The crown of freedom you wear today Is ornamented with scarlet jewels The jewels that were polished red and cherry By the blood of the revolutionary.

Jaezlan - Class XIIB3

A STORY TO TELL My eyes tell a story That my heart fails to say My lips are parched and my throat is dry I have been betrayed and left devastated My legs are broken and my heart left fear stricken My eyes shoutout loud but no one hears I have no one and no one is mine But where did i go wrong?

I had dreams as they said you must have I wanted to make my parents proud Then where did I go wrong?

The world doesn’t understand They abuse me judge me Think I did it all But did I go wrong?

Was I responsible ........the string of hope snapped And I go to king of kings Pinning not just hope but my life I go his majesty In a mighty castle Curtains,cushions,sofas and all He is the city with the drought He knows me i think As he accuses me I was me who got betrayed I ask It is all your fault Your dress was a problem they say You were not as girls should be I wanted to ask who had told him so But here I was characterless and there he was The Mightiest Still I gathered courage My Adrenaline running high and feet finding difficult to hold me Shaking and shivering I was, Just as I was that night When he opened and shut me together He wanted something from me But I think I hadn’t offered Maybe it doesn’t matter because he was a man Who needs to do and not do things Why

Just to make him a man Oh I left my story behind Lets start again.

Still I gathered courage Adrenaline running and feet finding difficult to hold me Shaking and shivering I was Your majesty!who told you so Your majesty!someone might have lied to u No No is just a no and cant be made into yes Until you are a man of ugly desires Oh sorry I left my story Your are an illicit women Everyone in the town knows of it Every dying sends curses to you before death Every mother is afraid of her child knowing your name Clouds thunder at your name and lightening strikes at your name And you say who told you The sky is angry because of you The nile is brimming because with wrathful aal Crops rot,plague gripped,the city bird died and cattle diseased All this is because of you You You You I had my hopes but now they are dead Keep me alive by giving me my respect and honour Anam Pandit - Class XIA1

Being A Man Oh man! this world is nothing , But an illusion .

You think it's everything, But it is a delusion.

Oh man! you have been consumed by greed, But don't be greedy.

Oh man! don't believe in caste and creed, But always help poor and needy.

Oh man! don't be sad, You are the best of the creation .

Oh man! always try to find good in bad, And fill your duty and obligation.

Oh man! have faith in Allah , Because He will never abandon you.

Oh man! always offer salah, and you will find that Allah is with you.

Ayiesha Gauher

Journey Between Crisp Pages Between half a million and still alone, Just a book beside and you feel whole The characters and plot possess your mind, You tend to become one of a kind A Dreamland full of fantasies, Where even our own Cinderella becomes a reality No wonder all weird creatures and creations, Come alive, grow together, live forever.

- Aazima Basharat

Paint ing Ac t iv it y

By Sehrish (Class XII)

By Ayisha Khan (Class XII)

By Moazum (Class XII)

By Sehrish (Class XII)

Not marks but morality counts “Money, not morality, is the principle commerce of a civilized nation.”

A very warm welcome to one and all present here, today I Farmaan am going to speak against the motion that “Not marks but morality counts”. Our system is such a draconian system, where-by the only thing that matters in a college admission or a job application is a sheet of paper- how authoritative the sheet of paper is, anyone can guess now. Today, we perceive marks as just some numbers written on a paper but for a person who has had to slog for it, it is his visa to an unexposed dream world. In a world so competitive like ours a single mark can easily decide our future, our way of living, and the amount of instant respect we are going to gain. Let’s be honest for minute here, if we give a job examination and we are not selected, not because of our marks being low but because someone else has a reservation from the SCST’s categories, the amount of anger generated will leave no space for our morals to function at that time. If morality was objective there would be at least one rule throughout every society that has ever existed that was believed as this is not the case, therefore morality no doubt is subjective. Morality we all know is an easy prey to disillusionment, anger and disappointment, over generations humans have compromised on their values to accomplish their dreams Do you really think that our morals will ever be rated higher, than our marks? Marks don’t determine our knowledge, true. But they do determine our lives, the college we will study in, the job we will get, almost every comfort of our life directly or indirectly depends on them. Marks reflect our hard work, sincerity, talent and that is why a university will always check your marks before giving you an admission because those are the kind of traits they would like to see in their students. We all see these talented and lucky people who are celebrities and have barely passed their 10th grade and you read their silver screen quotations saying marks don’t matter but I can guarantee you that there are people whose lives have been a total failure by believing the same ideology and the celebs you look at are just a few exceptions, but unfortunately for these exception the marks scale is present for them too, even they have to impress the critics and score high on their marks scale to be classified as a success or a failure.

Getting good marks has become an important race for survival in the society .We all aspire to study in good colleges and morals don’t get us there you see they don’t even interview us to check our knowledge. So what will get us there, definitely marks will, Cut off in different colleges goes like 98.75% for BA in LSR, Delhi college of arts and commerce for BA 98.5%, the Hindu college for economics 98% and so on, people miss out on NEET due to a difference of 0.001 mark, yes you heard me right a triple digit difference after the decimal point. For a 12th grade students his final board exams represent his only chance, in which he is given a do or die situation, in a utopian world the amount of hard work, dedication, he will put behind will be appreciated in any case but in the realistic world if those traits don’t represent an A grade on his paper he will be considered as a failure and he will never be appreciated by everyone. Given the failure of our government to produce new jobs, establish new institutions, there is no doubt that marks matter a lot. I hope at the end of this you agree with me that marks matter more than morality.

- Farmaan XIA1

A Dream This woman can visit my sobbing spot, And raise me lovingly,away from the blot.

Behind her runs no loving stream, Puts not off,on bundles and a majestic ream, I have composed poems,undoubtedly blessed Remains my heart, and in nights less vexed.

Ay, this mustn't be a dream,my eyes are open!

Around me, today again has love woven.

-Ahmed Shehzad Khan XII-B3

Ac t iv it i e s - Apr i l (2019)

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Creak of Downfall If you look at the bird in the sky Who has lost his nest in search of new heights The pain and ache might dull away And he might formulate a new pathway His wings will come to know of knew directions And his journey will be tested more than his companions The soul isn't strong, the foundations shake sometimes The void and the emptiness seems to be in it's prime His smile is broken and legs have given away But his dreams keep him going, they don't let him astray He has too far to go, the way may seem too low But he has to keep going, his passion, need, desire, faith, belief need to be in a row Or his fall will only be his downfall He won't be able to stand again He won't have a companion to help him take it on.

- Aazima Basharat

Money, not morality, is the principle commerce of a civilized nation A very warm welcome to one and all present here, today I Farmaan am going to speak against the motion that “Not marks but morality counts”. Our system is such a draconian system, where-by the only thing that matters in a college admission or a job application is a sheet of paper- how authoritative the sheet of paper is, anyone can guess now. Today, we perceive marks as just some numbers written on a paper but for a person who has had to slog for it, it is his visa to an unexposed dream world. In a world so competitive like ours a single mark can easily decide our future, our way of living, and the amount of instant respect we are going to gain. Let’s be honest for minute here, if we give a job examination and we are not selected, not because of our marks being low but because someone else has a reservation from the SCST’s categories, the amount of anger generated will leave no space for our morals to function at that time. If morality was objective there would be at least one rule throughout every society that has ever existed that was believed as this is not the case, therefore morality no doubt is subjective. Morality we all know is an easy prey to disillusionment, anger and disappointment, over generations humans have compromised on their values to accomplish their dreams Do you really think that our morals will ever be rated higher, than our marks? Marks don’t determine our knowledge, true. But they do determine our lives, the college we will study in, the job we will get, almost every comfort of our life directly or indirectly depends on them.

Marks reflect our hard work, sincerity, talent and that is why a university will always check your marks before giving you an admission because those are the kind of traits they would like to see in their students. We all see these talented and lucky people who are celebrities and have barely passed their 10th grade and you read their silver screen quotations saying marks don’t matter but I can guarantee you that there are people whose lives have been a total failure by believing the same ideology and the celebs you look at are just a few exceptions, but unfortunately for these exception the marks scale is present for them too, even they have to impress the critics and score high on their marks scale to be classified as a success or a failure.

Getting good marks has become an important race for survival in the society .We all aspire to study in good colleges and morals don’t get us there you see they don’t even interview us to check our knowledge. So what will get us there, definitely marks will, Cut off in different colleges goes like 98.75% for BA in LSR, Delhi college of arts and commerce for BA 98.5%, the Hindi college for economics 98% and so on, people miss out on NEET due to a difference of 0.001 mark, yes you heard me right a triple digit difference after the decimal point. For a 12th grade students his final board exams represent his only chance, in which he is given a do or die situation, in a utopian world the amount of hard work, dedication, he will put behind will be appreciated in any case but in the realistic world if those traits don’t represent an A grade on his paper he will be considered as a failure and he will never be appreciated by everyone. Given the failure of our government to produce new jobs, establish new institutions, there is no doubt that marks matter a lot. I hope at the end of this you agree with me that marks matter more than morality.

- Asma Shakeel (Class XII)

Pangs should shake the society The men who rule the society without changing the ills that dwell within are surely blinded by patches of ignorance.How broken's the society of Kashmir!Blinded have been the rulers for long,arrogant and materialistic remain the people,veiling their poor minds with financial tools,in vain.This society is a herd that runs after money as its pasture.

They've buried the true spirits of logic and aesthetics.Towards hell this herd continues to move,and will until a social reformer rises to command the field of influencing.Sleep not more,wake up and reform!Vanish into air those chains which keep you far from sensibility!Respect your parents,cut your gluttony and freeze the rivers of carelessness that flow from your heart,watering your every action and word,letting chaos in this era grow.

-Ahmed Shehzad Khan XII-B3