Inner Voice

ALMS!

Why do we distribute Alms?
Among the people wandering in
different forms,
Among the people who never have any norms,
Among the people who always
have empty palms.
Why don’t we know who they are?
Why do they beg with age no bar?
Why do they crawl on the fierce tar?
Why do they plunge into every
stopping car?
Who don’t we bother, why don’t
we care?
Why don’t they stop even when
we glare?
Why don’t we know who brings
them here?
Who gives them shelter, with whom
do they share?
Why don’t we know when are
they born?
Why do they beg, are they such
sworn?
Why do they live like a toe with a
corn?
Why don’t they die for a lovely
new morn?
Why do we distribute Alams?
Among the people who always
have empty palms…

Kulbhushan Gupta

ATITUDE
TOWARDS LIFE

Life is sometimes ascertain
Time tests your patience
In every sphere of life
But hold yourself tight
To win this fight.
Be confident and smart
By being brave at heart
Life is to live by your own
Don’t let it get you down
Face challenges that comes your way
As after every sunset there is a sunrise.

Niha Raina

SUCCESS-MAKE 
IT A HABIT

Alone in the world not knowing anywhere,
Just to achieve my goal,
Blessed with some thing in my brain,
“Go get it” words were around me,
Wondering here and there I was not in control of me
Finally found a place where I was stable,
To do hard things I was able,
Walking step by step surmounting the obstacles.
In my path to stop and give me pain,
Going to final step god will help me,
There were thousands to stop me,
At last I achieved my goal,
Gained some peace for my soul,
Again looking for some other goal,
New obstacles, new problems, new goals,
NEW SUCCESS……….

Akash-Amir
B.Sc.-II Year
GDC Doda

I DWELL

I dwell in a place, where lies
green hills!
Shake all trees, when cool
breezes thrills.
Sleep and sleep only in
motherland’sa lap!
Fall asleep softly, when all stars clap.
Noise of wind brings me new dream!
That there floats, many stars
in a stream.
I dwell in a place, where lies
green hills!
Shake all trees, when cool
breezes thrills.
Rising sun come and comes with
big smiles!
Give me a mark to go!as I have to
go miles.
Not begin the journey, as there’s
no way!
O God bestow me, as there’s no ray.
I dwell in a place, where lies
green hills!
Shake all trees, when cool
breeze thrills.

Suram Singh Tr.
Govt. H/S Chhatriari