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A dedication to my Mom and my Son Ever since I gave birth in July 2011, being asked “how is it being a mommy?” or “how is motherhood?” became a routine. I always came up with “wonderful n busy” or “great and tiring” or something like that. Yeah! I know ….its not just that. How

Happiness, sadness and other emotions, or even love sick, we all can find in our school time. That’s why school life is the best time in human life. It is different from university life and adult life, very different! As I showed you above, during this time, we will develop many things like physical development,

All is well!Be there!Care for them!Deserve their love!Expect nothing!Forgive!Guide them!Have trust!Initiate bonding!Joy is for sharing!Kind words do the trick!Life is a merry-go-round!Motivate them with good deeds!Never be rude!Open up!Power of friendship!Quintessential!Run to help but not to judge!Share!Together you can!Unearth the potential!Voice your opinion!Wean off bad habits!X plain your motives!Your friendship matters!Zip your lips when told a

Sometimes, we need to remind ourselves that nothing in life is more important than being happy. When we were children, we had the gaiety which accompanies an innocent and carefree mind. We could giggle at our own mistakes and laugh away those of others. Somewhere along the process of growing up and taking on responsibilities,

The column – “Write About yourself” in any application form makes me wonder, what to write, how to write, why to write etc., Sometimes they give us lot of space to write and sometimes very less. In fact, in our membership application form too, I had given very little space for this section. I thought

“Bon Voyage”, I’d like to say, Tonight you will be on your way! But do not fret, In stone our friendship is set! Of each other we will always keep thinking, Like a clock that keeps on ticking! That’s why our friendship is a fairytale without an ending… By Siddharth Ramesh Babu

A Brief about Anila Born on a day where the world was eating hot cross buns and chocolate eggs, on an Easter Sunday to an engineer and a school teacher was little girl whose father loved to called her his little daughter or Doty for short. This girl was christened as Anila Justin, went to