Message to the new school leaders

I would like to congratulate Zubin, Huda, Rose Mary and Mishal for winning in this year's school election. Zubin and Huda are new students. However, they have easily captured the hearts of students and have won their trust.

To: Zubin and Huda,
Please be acutely aware that students from the lower classes will come to see you as models to emulate. To be leaders of the school is a God-given chance to show other students, by way of example, how to take care of others, how to support and cooperate with teachers, and most of all, how to make the institution proud. As you share your time, talents and skills for the good of the school, in the process, you are the ones who get  formed into becoming better persons. That's the prize of self-giving. Ultimately, you are the recipients of your own good works. The work that is given to us, once done with dedication and commitment, transforms us. So, if you do what your posts demand, you would be changed persons at the end of the year.

To: Rose Mary and Mishal,
I have known you since you were in Std IV and you have no idea how much glad I am to see how you have grown into mature individuals. Both of you have great potentials to make a difference. Be confident. Be active. Be proactive. Be visible during school activities. Lead others passionately, but in humility. I know you will not fail.

To: Those who did not make it
As the cliche goes, "winning is not everything". A person does not need a leadership post in order to do something for other students or for the school. Greater is the person who goes out of his or her way to support and assist others even when he/she is not obliged to do so. You may not have won in the elections but, that doesn't mean you cannot do what the new leaders are tasked to do. You can still shine and be leaders in your own unique ways. You can still make your mark and be remembered with affection.

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL!

THINK, EAT & SAVE

by Rachel Berkumon

Class X

(In celebration of World Environment Day)

Everyday is a boon

Which is forgotten so soon

Days which shine so fine

Oh, but they are never mine!

A divine gift it is called

From high above it was moulded

But don't we take things for granted?

Things which are the world's most wanted?

When food piles rise up, towering

Blinding me and covering,

I never saw the glistening

And never heard the whispering

Of a hungry face with longing eyes

And desperate sighs

But when the piles decreased in height

I did see the gloomy sight,

Of hunger and bewailing!

Leaving me sailing,

On an ocean of regret and queries...

Do we hear the wailing,

In the hungry stomachs prevailing?

Do we hear them mourning,

And their empty stomachs churning?

So, let us spread light

Into the darkness of night

of hunger and sorrows,

And build a new world of sharing and bright tomorrow!

Finale

FINALE

by Ms. Lilleta Gomes

DCMIPS teacher

The unknown Stranger,

Keeps trailing behind you

You know not

when...

why...

how...

For, he is there - very near

In the darkest shadow

That befalls you

     There's a tremor in me

     And spiteful eagerness too.

     For my heart keeps telling me,

     It's neither this land,

     Nor the ones you love -

     Can do much good to you.

There are whispers

And tears...

Full of loneliness and fears,

Flashes of pain and sorrow

They never seem to abandon you

From the clutches of the unknown Stranger

Though you try to break away,

Entangled in despair

     Unseen

     Untold

He is there like the chilly wind

From the unknown land ...

     of Mystery.