Sanchita Speaks

After skipping  my lunch for the 4th time in  the week... I stood at the streetside near the shops.. I could feel the cool breeze and soon.. a few drops along with a loud thunder which announced that the rainy season was here..I saw the labourers and the truck drivers.. and how the rain disrupted their meal.. but I didn't feel sympathetic  for them..  for the first time.. I wanted to be them.. they didn't had to be corrupted for their job, they had no EMI's to pay and they had plenty of time to spend with their family.. Having lots of cars, a jacuzzi and a mansion is indeed a luxury but spending time with ur family and cousins, sharing gossip and finding comfort within oneself are few luxuries  that sometimes The richest can't  afford... Maybe to the other people.. I may sound ridiculous... but when you are in early 30's u think u  have  numerous  major achievements and that maybe true.. studying  in the top institutions of the country, c

Going to school in a holiday is an adventure , isn't it? The corridors which filled with children's laughter were  totally empty. It was exciting for a moment as there no one and no rules and i could do whatever my heart said.  After a few minutes it hit me! "How would I go home??"  I went  downstairs and found someone and asked for their phone. In the 7 minutes of the call i could do nothing but stand their embarrassed about being scolded After the seven minutes my father started sympathising me as there was absolutely no one neither  in the school nor in the convent as all the teachers were on a holiday and all the sisters had went out.  My father said that he couldn't come in less than 30 minutes and i realised what  was i going to do for  the next 30 minutes. For the next 5 minutes i started doing my homework and being totally an obedient student but then I  wasn't going to get a day like this. And i decided to discover my school more as we don

book: the Alchemist author : paulo Coelho number of pages- 161 cost- 350 rs  the Alchemist is a story based on I named Santiago who is a shepherd boy from the Spanish province. he goes in a journey for treasure which are hidden in the pyramids of Egypt  AUTHOR:-  Paulo Coelho is born on August 24 of 1947 in Rio de Janeiro.  He was seventeen when he was admitted in a psychiatric hospital.  He published "the Alchemist" in the year 1988 which was translated into 67 languages and sold 65 million copies  CHARACTERS   Santiago - the main character of the book whi explores and travels the world and it's mystery.The Alchemist who is a 200 year old extremely powerful alchemist TheCrystal Merchant who's shop once flourished but now it's completely abandoned.The Englishman who is well educated science student determined to learn the secrets of Alchemy.Fatima who is a beautiful gorgeous desert woman whom Santiago admires and pursuits .Gypsy  woman who

𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗔 𝗨𝗡𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗘  It's a place.... Where hundreds and hundreds of robots  manufactured in the same year are kept.  They take away our two thousand one hundred and ninety hours and tell them to rant some gibberish words but  get rewarded few numbers Different factories have different names like St. George's, St. Paul's , St. Joseph and so on  Filling our minds with loads and. Loads of gibberish and later we are told to write down the same gibberish words in a blank paper,  Need to ask them, before u do anything which is ur birth right... If u don't obey them, they will torture u No, not physically... But mentally. The  Taunts, the disgusting looks , the words which hit your motherboard so hardly that they often make us leak few liquids from our eyes  We are told that if we don't rant the nonsense gibberish such as atomicity of an atom, the algebraic equations , the geographical features of a place called Austra

  HE FOUND THE LETTERS! WAS BE SUPPOSED TO FIND THEM ? On a hot sunny MAY morning, Alex  sat lazily on the bed thinking to do something interesting as he couldn't hang out with his frnds Because of the lockdown, his mother  called for him-" ALEX, ALEX  COME HERE! I GOT SOMETHING U COULD HELP ME WITH..." Alex  sighed nd grunted nd made faces with disgust as it was the 8th time his mom had called for him , but his mother had raised a gentleman, he had to go to his mother As soon as he went to her , he was asked to keep  few boxes in the attic nd being the gentleman he is.. he did so After keeping the heavy boxes, he sat down on the dusty floor of the attic to catch his breath, as he cooled down, his eyes landed upon a box, really a coated in dust, around 25-30  years old. He wanted to ignore it but his curiousity took over him, he hurried over to it nd grabbed it.. wanting to open it but... Unable to. There was a fragile lock.. which immediately

 the school that i want to build will be nothing like what today's school is..  my school will not judge anyone on the basis of how much marks are they scoring, rather they will be judged upon their improvement monthly ( their marks would not be compared with anyone else's)  i would take down the system of giving ranks as they stress the students even more  the students will be given choices to drop down the subjects they don't like nd that makes them worry.. nd i would also like to give them exposure on the subjects they like  my school will focus more on organsing team works rather than do person projects  i would suggest my school's teachers to be approachable, especially the teachers incharge of the adolescents as they may suffer frm personal issues.. i would love my school to create a wonderful society, a society full of creative people  creative minds will create a creative society nd as we know... Art is what keeps us alive ✨