chakravalam

I know I am too young to say this, because the best days may be yet to come but i can confidently say that till this moment my school days were the best days of my life.Recently my mother wanted me to clean up my cupboards where I have saved all my little treasures since my school days.Then i stumbled upon this set of clippings some of them are the poems which i wrote when i was in school.Well i was not ardent poet who wrote out of instinct..as we say necessity is the mother of invention most of the poems i wrote in my school days were outcome of inter-house versification competitions :).Rest I owe to my English teacher who was very keen on developing our intellectual skills.I am just publishing here one of such poems which I wrote in my school days,to be precise in my 9 th std.It may be a bit crude to be published here since it has the technical follies of a 13 year old poet :). The Stranger She took her notepad and tried to draw, But ...

Today when i was in this department store I saw this quote written on of the magazines in display which goes something like this(don't remember the exact words,my apologies) :-"Anybody can provoke a dog to start barking.If anybody can provoke me to get angry than what am I?" This one struck me real hard since its such a wonderful thought.All of us do get angry one way or other.According to Oxford dictionary- Anger is a display of emotions such as displeasure,annoyance or hostility. None of these words indicate anything positive or desirable. According to a study from Ohio State University, those who had less control over their anger tend to heal more slowly from wounds.In addition, anger tends to release extra cortisol in the body. If anger is so bad why do we all get angry?Why do we feel victorious for yelling at the stray cycle wala who jumped out of nowhere in front of our car without any warning,leaving a frown on our face for the rest of the drive?I had...