Friday, March 23, 2012

Mother the biggest gift of Allah to us



Mother the biggest gift of Allah to us
Mother the candle burn herself to light our life
Mother the other name of kindness
Mother who hold us nine month and suffer
Mother who feed us from her blood and milk
Mother stays sleepless all the nights holding us
Mother teach us how to walk and talk
Mother guides us and secures us
Mother loves us from start to end
Mother is mother no one can take her place 

By jumana

LONG LIVE FRIENDSHIP...BUT NOT FRIENDS..



     In a toy small city,there lived a two friends.They were very close friends that they share everything as they do,every thing as they feel,everything as they see and so on. They were very understandable in nature. But the fate is won. They left each other because of misunderstanding.They didn't meet each other even 2 years.While they leave they also made a big strong woodden box and placed it at the place where they meet each other,the messages what they want to share the things had been put inside the box.No one knows it except them.They wat to meet each other. Their hearts are fell of memories and emotions,their eyes are full of feelings and expcatations,it is painfull for them.
     years passed by,both were awaiting for the day to meet,but they can't meet at the same time.They were able to collect their gifts and memories.Though they nevermet each other.They only share their feelings and love forever.
        They don't know whether they meet again or not,but their friendship llives forever...............
                                                 LONG LIVE FRIENDSHIP FOREVER.........
                                                                                         V.Diwya Bharathi

YOU ARE THE ONE


                          
 A teacher is one who,              
Can groom every creation, 
A teacher is one who, 
Can enhance every admiration, 
A teacher is one of, 
The true inspiration, 
A teacher is one who, 
Give us our right elevation, 
A teacher is one to give, 
Us a chance to step in their generation, 
With them our life, 
is full of celebrations, 
They may dare to use quotation; 
And these quotation, 
Should have fixations, 
Every student is unsuccessful, 
Without their inspiration, 
After all a teacher is more important 
Then Alfa, Beta, Gamma and Newton.
R.SHARMILA

Thursday, March 22, 2012

A MARVELLOUS EVENING...



When the sun set in the west
A chillness began in our heart and air
Our mind relaxes in rest
Stars started twinkle in sky
The shining stars keep removing our sorrows
Gave a joy in our heart
We were sleeping in the lap of nature
The colourful dream arouse in our thoughts
Even though night is black
THANKING YOU MY MOTHER NATURE...
Al Mustharin
I B Sc IT

MY PHONETIC AMBITION


                             
The  purpose of  life is to achieve something bigger by ambition. I would like      to become a doctor which makes me to have a great concern with biology subject.
My  father  vailed my  ambition and I must be θankful to him . ðough         displeased at first, he  zealfully accepted and wi ʃed me all success. And I have experienced a meaʒreless  happiness. I want to be a ampion  and  I will make my  father ocund.I shall never try to turn my  noble profession into a money
-makiŋ  business.
I will never deny treatment to any one according to their wage. jes, I shall try to live up to it.I shall take medɪcal degree and then set up æ dispensʌry  in the remɔte villages.And  Ill  pʊt  forth  ə nother  many schemes also. I have  bi:n lɑ:nging  fɔ:r  that  zʊ:m vision that ɜ :rged me to geɪn  something  baɪ  my knowledge.The main pɔɪnt  is that the most of the peoples  are believing that doctors are killers it gives nəʊ meaning but naʊ-a-days  all the stuffs are happening. But I assure that  Ill never be like that. Recently, Ive  watched  a news  tɪərs of the peər who have lost their child by wrong treatment. Being  pʊər,  they cant do anything  what a hell!
Ashame of it!I conclude by saying that,

                    ALL DOCTORS ARE NOT KILLERS
                        ALL KILLERS ARE NOT DOCTORS   

                                                                                    O.AMEERA
                                                                                   I B.Sc NFSMD      

                                                    

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

My Everlasting moment




I have been one stunned with the early morning
I have walked out in snow dew
Whose dews are like white carpets to the city

I have passed by the way full of snows
But my heart is full of memories
I remembered my days with my family
                                                                                                   
I have walked far away remembering the memories
And suddenly stopped by the hands which hold me
But not to call me or shouted at me

I have stopped my walk and turned back
I become stunned with pleasure when I look at them
“My heaven is standing in front of me”

I have been one acquainted with the early morning………

                                                               J.AFZAN FATHIMA
                                                                I B.SC.IT
NOTE: It’s my imagination.If I were far away from my family

Monday, March 5, 2012

SUFFERING OF MOTHER


One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview, the director did the last interview, made the last decision.
The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research,and good in sports too.
The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the youth answered "none".
The director asked, “Was it your father who paid for your school fees?" The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees.”
The director asked, “Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.
The director asked, “Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books and can't ask me to work and even she washes my clothes too. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me.
The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.
The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the kid.
The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. He fell tears as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled,hard and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.
This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee and so many things what he wanted. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.
After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother. That night, mother and son talked for a very long time and shared their feelings. Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.
The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes,and asked: “Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"
The youth first thanked the director for making him to understand his mother's sufferings........
The youth answered,"I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes"
The Director asked, “please tell me your feelings." The youth said,Now I know now what hardwork is. Without my mother, there would not the successful to me today. by working together and helping my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done.I have come to realize the importance and value of family relationship.
The director said, “This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to  a person who can understand the value of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not want money as his only goal in life. You are selected.
Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates and co-workers. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.
When a child has brought without knowing the suffering and hardwork of other he/she will develop a superior mentality and not respect others even his parents.So the parents have to teach them what they were suffered to make him a perfect man.Then he will know their sufferings and help them in their future without let them to suffer....... 

            J.AMINATH RIMASHA
I B.SC IT         

Sunday, March 4, 2012

the colour of love

I like rose
The color of red
It smells pleasant
It makes me fresh
I like thinking
The color of dark & bright
It smells rigorous
It makes me to fly
I like flowers
The color of beauty
It smells love
It makes me sensitive
Every one like what they like
But none likes everything…….
That all of us like
I like this likes of people
With the same personality but different mentality
It is a hetero –homo interaction of our possession
                                                                                N.MURSIDHA FATHIMA
                                                                                  I-H.Sc NFSMD

Black Night

I have been moving with my members in a strange night
We were in a palanquin of four wheel.
Moving to attend a mourning of a relation
Which made us silly to think and made us to cry.
The beautiful little palanquin was unable to bear the pain
She was hit by a monster of bad lane
No one else stood still and stopped the clock against the accident
None was unable to interrupt the cry of kids neither bird nor a bee
There was a show  & flattered moon shinning on the lane
The moon witnessed us to bus
A kind hearted came out mentioned us sisters & brothers
Everyone came from the bus and made the victims to join in a medical house
Due to insufficient medical values we were admitted to private medical house
The life is blessed Inspire & love & live it……..
                                                                                N.FATHIMA MURSIDHA
                                                                                    I-H.Sc NFSMD

I met a day…..

I saw a small boy carrying a cement sack on his shoulder
With the heavy loads….with lot of pains…….
I gave him rupees but he refused to get
I wondered why he does so.
He said me “SIS, THIS IS NOT BY MY HARD WORK”
I understood his honest.
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Then I saw a beggar who is in need of money
He was with hands and legs, a full man
He asked me a rupee"SIS, Please give me a Money"
I thought about the boy
I told him to work hard to get…
__________________________________________________________
Who is wrong 
Me? Or the beggar?
                                                                 A.Al Mustharin
                                                                  I B.Sc(IT)

THE ANGEL OF THE RAIN….


 The puffy clouds showered the rain…
The lightening thunders showed  the angels with droplets touching her sculptured lips…
Her silky feet drenching in the water…
There came a lightening from her mascara eyes….
The sleeping droplets refused to leave her ears…
Jumping drops and Leaping feet danced on the street with the beat…
The rain was flattered with her glooming beauty…
The rain’s heartbeat like her shuttering eyes…
She is indeed,” THE ANGEL OF THE RAIN..”
                                                                        -SEYED MEERA FAZILA,
                                                                               B.SC H.SC WITH NFSM&D