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ENVY

  ‘’Here you go!’’ my mother cried triumphantly. She had bought me a new pink frilly gown the day before at the ‘Clothes Galore!’ shop. I looked a fool in it. ‘’Go, show Daddy,’’ Mum coaxed. I stamped out of the room and climbed up the stairs to Daddy’s office. The help’s daughter was sweeping the floor, her bushy hair covering her face like a veil as she worked. She heard my footsteps and looked up. She noticed my horrible gown. Silent and invisible tears filled up her eyes. I looked away sharpish and ran away. When I reached far enough, I stopped to catch my breath. I had seen the faint look of injustice and anguish in her seemingly blank and feelingless eyes. After seeing that look, I had one question, or was it a thousand questions? WHY? Why were some people just born poor and not given an opportunity to showcase their talent merely for the fact that their fathers and mothers and grandfathers and grandmothers and so on didn’t have enough? Why couldn’t illiterate people, after...
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FABLE POEM – SOUR GRAPES

  Once a fox, so tall and proud, strutted by a tree Seeing big plump grapes dangling, he exclaimed’ Oh dear me!’ He jumped up high Just of the grapes shy He grumbled and tried again No height he did gain No such luck, I’m afraid ‘Oh why?’ he said ‘Those nasty troublesome grapes!’ ‘Never mind, I can’t waste my time giving them my gape They are probably sour anyway’ He stalked off, having had his say So my friends, you now realize Being not of enough size The fox went away grumpily Even though the juicy grapes were hanging on the tree What we can’t have or do We make excuses that aren’t true We believe we are invincible and the best But sometimes we fail when put to test So people, it’s time to let go of your ego The seeds of humbleness in your mind you must sow. -          ANAYA SHETH
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THE GHOST

  A ghost in silver armour, Hiding from the world, Moving stealthily across the walls, Looking for people to lure.   He creates worries and tension, Who could he be? A shadow of darkness and despair, Invisible yet never free.   Amidst the calm blue sea, Lurks this cunning shark. Silent, waiting to devour, Dragging you into the dark.   Escape from the prison of anxiety, Let joy takes its place. Defy this ghost, don’t let him stay, Take your power back and rise with grace.     -          Anaya Sheth
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BETWEEN WORDS AND PLAY

 Disclaimer:  This poem is purely fictional and it does not , in any way, reflect our parenting style. 😂😂 It’s hard to put thoughts on paper. Nobody understands that. But then They get a good ragging from their teacher About a bad piece of writing. Or a horribly written passage on ‘Punctuality’. Which is so boring, by the way. My parents always say ‘Do your homework and then go out to play’. They are the worst. ‘All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy’ Some wise scholar said. What if he wasn’t actually a wise scholar? But A boy suffering. A boy named Jack. Whose parents were just like mine. Why can’t they just understand? That writing, for me, is a snooze fest. Just imagine Roald Dahl. One of the most decorated authors. Yet He struggled in school.   His teachers. They called him a ‘Camel in his English’. Don’t teachers and parents get it? Football is just as important as Maths. Cricket as English. And Tennis a...
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પાંખ વગરનું પંખી

  ઘર આંગળે ના વૃક્ષ પર મેં જોયું એક પંખી નાનકડું , સુંદર , મજાનું હતું એ રંગબેરંગી   ખુબ જ અદભુત હતી એની આંખ પણ ન હતી એને એક પાંખ   આખો દિવસ કૂદાકૂદ કરતુ એ ડાળી ઉપર પરંતુ ઉડી ન શકતું અને પડતું જમીન પર   આંસુ આવી જતા એની નાની નાની આંખ માં માં એને વહાલ કરતી અને ખવડાવતી ચાંચ માં   હિમ્મત નહિ હારતું એ , પ્રયત્ન કરતુ દરરોજ એક દિવસ ગગન માં ઉડશે એવી હતી એની સોચ   કોને કહ્યું એક પાંખે ન ઉડાય ? તીવ્ર ઈચ્છા હોય તો કઈ પણ કરાય   એને સપના માં એક રાત જોયું પોતાને ઉડતું વિચાર્યું ' મારા સ્વપન ને હું ચોક્કસ કરીશ સાચું '   કોશિશ કરતા કરતા આવ્યો એ દિવસ ઉડ્યું એ આકાશ માં , જાણે ઉડે પતંગ   હાર નહિ માનવાનું મળ્યું એને ફળ ખુશી મળી ઉડવાની એને જીવન ભર .   -        અનાયા શેઠ  
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THANK YOU, TEACHERS!

      Dear teachers, you make us grow, The seeds of our education you lovingly sow, On your special day, I just want to say, THANK YOU!!! Thank you for your constant love, support, and guidance, With patience and kindness, you teach us months after months, You help us climb the stairs of success, And stop us from making a mess, You are the stars in the night sky, In darkness, you make our lives bright, We need you to inspire us always, To illuminate the paths in front of us, So dear teachers, I thank you again for all you do, One day is not enough to celebrate you!   -        ANAYA SHETH
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Letter to Anaya on her 11th birthday

  Darling Daughter,   Happy 11 th Birthday! It’s hard to believe that you are a tween but I am really enjoying ‘the 11-year-old’ you. I love our ‘grown up’ conversations (with a dash of your innocence).   I can’t wait to share clothes, jewellery, makeup and more ‘Girl Wisdom’ with you. Gucci, I wish you could see yourself through our eyes and only then would you truly know how much we love you (Don’t roll your eyes, Missy. Parents are allowed to be as sappy as they want). You were such an easy baby (or my memory is totally biased). Hardly threw any tantrum...never asked for toys...slept all night...always happy (well…most of the time!).   We hope your tween and teenage years will also be the same – without attitude and tantrums (though I do enjoy your childish tantrums sometimes). As a baby, you were always ahead of your milestones (Thank God for that or what would have your overthinking mother done?), and still, you are really mature than your age (My partial...
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