OUR INDIAN MUSIC : STORIES AND ANECDOTES

Posted by Vartika Kumari at September 12, 2021

Music has always had the power to stir our emotions deeply. Thebest performances given by most of our truly great musician havebeen those when they have sung or played spontaneously. Urged byan inner need to pour out their music. Here is a story about one ofour greatest musicians, which underlines this point.The history of Indian […]

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Clytie, the Heliotrope

Posted by Vartika Kumari at July 18, 2021

There was once a sweet little nymph called clytie. She was soft spokenand kind, and always dressed in yellowish had only one pastimethought: gazing at Apollo, the sun god, as he drove his Sun chariotthrough the heavens. She was dazzled by his brightness and power.She wached him as he rose in the east, attened by […]

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A Family on the Roof (—Laskhmi Bhavani)

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        One evening,my mother called me excitedly from the balcony.I went up and looked to where she was pointing.I saw an egg among the entwined creepers on the roof of our patio.I thought it could be a snack’s egg.Something we did spot snakes slithering among the bushes! But, a snake’s could not have been this […]

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Indian Weavers ( _Sarojini Naidu )

Posted by Vartika Kumari at July 14, 2021

Weavers, weaving at break of day,Why do you weave a garment so say?Blue as the wing of a halcyon wind,We weave the robes of a new born child. Weavers, weaving at fall of night,Why do you weave a garment so bright?….Like the plumes of a peacock, purple and green,We weave the marriage – veils of […]

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BORED

Posted by Vartika Kumari at July 2, 2021

As I’m sitting in the classroomWith a back look on my face, I am staring out the window At the emptiness of space. While the teacher drones, explainingHow to multiply a fraction, My mind is rolling slowly To a state of numb inaction. Now my eyes are growing heavyAnd my head begins to fall,As I […]

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FROM THE RAILWAY CARRIAGE (Robert Louis Stevenson)

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Faster than fairies than witches, Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches; And charging along like troops in a battle All through the meadows the horses and cattle; All of the sights of the hill and the plainFly as thick as driveinng rain;And ever again, in the wink of an eye,painted station whistle by. Here is […]

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