Thursday, 17 November 2016

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The Shocking Surprise !
                         I  Celebrated my  eleventh  birthday  on 8th  November  I had no time to listen to the  News  that day  as  I was  so  elated  as I received calls from my  relatives and my cousins .All  at home were busy with  the guest at home receiving  the guests  and in serving  the  scrumptious dinner . But  something  outside   Bitter had happened   , one of  most  unexpected  spin –off  of the  demonetisation  tale ,When  all the people  were  rushing to the  ATMs  Centres’  across  the city  on Tuesday  night
          It was Wednesday morning as usual thing went on in routine; The Television was switched on, as it was a practice at home for the timings to be managed so we don’t create
bottle necks  . The Head Lines   “Prime Minister” Narendra Modi’s address to the Nation demonetised    Rs 500 and Rs 1000‘s notes, every one stood in attention shocked and surprise! .What to do now?  was the  question raised  by my  mother only two days  back with  had withdrew Rs 10,000  from the  ATMs center . She stood baffled in her depth of despair.  .
               So I will not see them again, I never bid farewell to them, can I see them once again?  I last saw them on 6th November  2016  when I went along  with my parents to purchase  my Birthday clothes  ,I still remember  my mother paying the bill  with  the notes Rs 500 and Rs 1000  in her hands , I can never still forget them .Their images were  trodden   down  in my heart , with  the thought about them fade  away or will  I still  morn  for them or will  I completely  forget them when  the  new ones  mesmerize me  with  their  vivid  colours ?  I don’t know, I felt that they muttered to me, Darrel you will not see me again.

                                    Went to school I could  only hear   demonetise notes  , the group discussion  was only  Rs 500 and Rs  1000 my friends  updated me  with news that the  there were  huge crowd  in most of the Automated  Teller  Machines  across the cities all over India  on the  announcement  cancelling  legal tender  of Rs 500 and Rs 1000 denomination  notes , Police were also deployed in front of the ATMS as traffic snarls  were witness in many  of the places . I listen to them in silence as I was missing both the brothers Rs 500 and Rs 1000.      But in eager waiting how will the new born look like   ? The colour, the size

I can never forget in my life for two memorable things one my 11 th Birthday  
                       The Death of the Notes.


D.Darrel Hamish
VI B
Montfort School Kattur  Trichy

Monday, 14 November 2016

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There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow”.
                       

           I am comfortable and cosy as I live along with my parents who adore me so much. Nothing to worry about as I’m satisfied with the basic needs, But when it comes to decisions related to me it’s really a debate at home between Me and my Parents. Finally what they have decided becomes the verdict and I have to follow that .......Hmmm!
                I was filled with bewilderment, am I an individual.  Do I have perceptions  and  desires  in my  life ? why do they don’t understand  me .When  we go for shopping I cannot choose my desire brands I prefer , choosing  my shirt and trousers  incredible !
                They do it for me no liberty in choosing the colour I am fond of.  Mother I’m going to wear it  I used to say her ,never in a loud  voice I only used to mutter , She disciplines  me  ,she squeezes me , she stands helpless  unable to control me  some times . I can never argue with her, her love for me was so great , Whenever  my mother  hugs me I feel warm ,it is the same warmth  of the womb that encased me .She poured out her love to me , she shaped me . I can never imagine of going against her. I do remember the day she helped me to come out. Her Zest for life was enriched. But I always used think, when will I grow up and earn my livelihood. As an individual I need independence to be more competitive. I like to renew myself in the areas in which I’m engrossed with..
                        But when my mother talks to me about her childhood , she used to say that her father was authoritative person  she  was very very  obedient child  listened to her father  whenever  he commanded, she  had high regards  for  him and  she adds that it’s because  her father was tough to her and because of  that  she was able to accomplish  her career . She tells me that parents always prefer the best and good for their children whom their love. I do agree with her   proclamation after days and months after analysing that parents help is needed for every child without them it’s meaningless.  When I travel along with them.  She breathed life into her life .She dreamt about my future . 
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“There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow” . There is no need to be self reliant as she travels along with me

                                                                                                                 Darrel Hamish
                                                                                                                       VI B
                                                                                                            Montfort School Kattur

“There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow”

“There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow”.
                       

           I am comfortable and cosy as I live along with my parents who adore me so much. Nothing to worry about as I’m satisfied with the basic needs, But when it comes to decisions related to me it’s really a debate at home between Me and my Parents. Finally what they have decided becomes the verdict and I have to follow that .......Hmmm!
                I was filled with bewilderment, am I an individual.  Do I have perceptions  and  desires  in my  life ? why do they don’t understand  me .When  we go for shopping I cannot choose my desire brands I prefer , choosing  my shirt and trousers  incredible !
                They do it for me no liberty in choosing the colour I am fond of.  Mother I’m going to wear it  I used to say her ,never in a loud  voice I only used to mutter , She disciplines  me  ,she squeezes me , she stands helpless  unable to control me  some times . I can never argue with her, her love for me was so great , Whenever  my mother  hugs me I feel warm ,it is the same warmth  of the womb that encased me .She poured out her love to me , she shaped me . I can never imagine of going against her. I do remember the day she helped me to come out. Her Zest for life was enriched. But I always used think, when will I grow up and earn my livelihood. As an individual I need independence to be more competitive. I like to renew myself in the areas in which I’m engrossed with..
                        But when my mother talks to me about her childhood , she used to say that her father was authoritative person  she  was very very  obedient child  listened to her father  whenever  he commanded, she  had high regards  for  him and  she adds that it’s because  her father was tough to her and because of  that  she was able to accomplish  her career . She tells me that parents always prefer the best and good for their children whom their love. I do agree with her   proclamation after days and months after analysing that parents help is needed for every child without them it’s meaningless.  When I travel along with them.  She breathed life into her life .She dreamt about my future . “There’s a great big beautiful tomorrow” . There is no need to be self reliant as she travels along with me

                                                                                                                 Darrel Hamish
                                                                                                                       VI B

                                                                                                            Montfort School Kattur