Good teachers we had,
All strict yet not bad.
Ms. Loretto Pinto, the best of all.
She would lift us up after a fall !
Maths made easy by Ms. Pramila Raje,
French made interesting by Ms. Brenda.
In Geography, we sat engrossed,
In History, I was really bored.
In science, Ms. Sudharshan, carried it with aplomb.
In moral science, Ms Guha made us sit long.
All in all, fantastic teachers with good students,
who had a lot of common sense.
We,in Gratitude thank you all from the bottom of our hearts,
Every year, it assists us to move the heavily loaded carts .

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Happy Onam festival ,
Enjoy the carnival.
Let this Onam bring in only good news,
Life is one big cruise
Enjoy every moment with smiles
Smiles sans any guile.
Just as the flowers decorate your doorstep
Wishing your life too has meaning and depth !
Enjoy........with His Grace!

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a petrol free bike.
So many things took place
In this August, it was mad race !

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Only in times of adversity,
we know who our true friends are !

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I miss you so much little one
You have many a hearts won!
Stay strong and bold.
Smile your way through
Thaw the people who are cold.
Happy things should brew
in your arena at all times.
Your laughter ringing like bell chimes!
Dear Diya we love you
eat well what is given to you
so that the energy builds up within you.
Purple is a lovely royal colour,
praying you too have that valour!
You are still in baby hood dear,
Grow up slowly with calmness and cheer!

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Have a clear conscience and help out.
If others have a doubt,
move away, far away with self respect.
Stay very firm in this aspect.
Soon, they will recognize your goodness,
when their own thoughts aren't in a mess.
Be happy, do not worry.
Negative emotions, do not carry !

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Mother breathes her last,
ten years have flown by fast.
The years that you spent were vibrant,
with loads of wit, time well spent.
A storehouse of humour,
you were best in inviting laughter.
You were so tactful in moments tough,
steering us away from space rough.
So very intuitive, you foresaw what was coming,
with a chuckle, you would give us a warning.
O ma, your laughter still rings,
with that child like innocence
saw everything with good sense,
and clean, uncoloured lens!
Miss you dearest, with an irresistible fervour
that has no limit or border!

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A sweet child was she,
so innocent and full of glee.
Never corrupted with wrong ideas,
her love for all was so vast.
So pure, with a sweet smile,
a shy glance sans any guile,
an epitome of honesty,
she appreciated being witty.
Snatched away by the icy hands of Death.
Hope did the parents till her last breath.
We wish her well in His hands,
Who welcomes her with a smile so grand!

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Most cunning people cannot be identified easily, as they talk to others in a very sweet manner.
They can be identified when you move closely, only to be ashamed that you are associated with them. and not able to wean away from such cunning monsters.

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A whiff of fresh air
giving us a grandson to care.
Closeness to my grand daughter,
for it gives me a feel that most matters !

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