On the snow bed
I can hear
Carol singers
Far and near
young children
With caps on their head
Singing songs
On the snowy bed
The Christmas tree
With its star so bright
Guiding all
On this wintry night
children are merry
Full of joy and glee
Singing songs
Under the Christmas tree
Forgive your foes
Make new friends
its the day to give
The day to lend
Hung at the door
Are those cute miseltoes
All shall be peace
When you, forgive your foes
Its the time for celebration
The time to rejoice
Close your eyes
Hear the angel's voice
Well wishes to all
with a cup of good cheer
Merry Christmas to all
And to all, A very happy new year!!!
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Mind-boggling maths
Maths is a story
Without any theory
Now matter how much I try
It just makes me cry
The earth keeps rotating
It spins round and round
Loads of mathematicians came
But the value of 'x' is still not found
Put an equal sign
To make a polynomial an equation
There are full stops between numbers
It is complete frustration
The circle has too many curves
They go on and on
While studying trigonometry
I feel like a moron
As I am ending this poem
I'll end with a humorous line
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
'Cause 7 8 9... (7 ate 9) !
Without any theory
Now matter how much I try
It just makes me cry
The earth keeps rotating
It spins round and round
Loads of mathematicians came
But the value of 'x' is still not found
Put an equal sign
To make a polynomial an equation
There are full stops between numbers
It is complete frustration
The circle has too many curves
They go on and on
While studying trigonometry
I feel like a moron
As I am ending this poem
I'll end with a humorous line
Why is 6 afraid of 7?
'Cause 7 8 9... (7 ate 9) !
Nations of the world should increase protection on social and economic rights of migrants
(I won the best speaker for the motion for this debate.)
On the night of Thursday, 7th January 2010, two migrant workers were shot with air guns in the town of Rosarno in Southern Italy. This turned out to become a two day violent clash.
Good afternoon to one and all. The motion today is “Nations of the world should increase protection on economic and social rights of migrants” and I, Chaitali Wadhwa of pink house, stand for the motion. In a number of separate incidents in Italy, two immigrants were reportedly beaten with iron bars, five deliberately run over and a further two injured by shot gun pellets. Another case-Canada and Guatemala have agreed to the international Trade Union Confederation under which the authorities of the host nation keep the passports of migrants, who are not allowed to contact or even approach trade unions nor may look for work.
The state of migrants is appalling all of over the world. They face harsh living conditions, discrimination and low wages. They lack safety nets and suffer disproportionately in times of economic hardship.
The UN convention on the Protection on the Rights of All Migrant Workers and Members of Their Families was signed in 1990 and came into force in 2003. The convention represents a comprehensive international treaty regarding the protection of migrant workers rights. Many nations have signed it but most are countries of origin of migrants.
It has been understood, that nations should increase the protection on the rights of migrants. The question is how. UN Secretary General Mr. Ban-ki Moon says that basic social and economic rights should be provided by each and every country.
The International Federation for Human Rights (FIDH) has given solutions to the problem faced by migrants, asylum seekers and refugees. According to FIDH, it is necessary to ensure that laws of migration allow for work permits to be issued to migrants themselves instead of to employers. Effective investigation, prosecution and punishment of employers responsible for violations of the rights of migrants must be ensured. In accordance with the FIDH proposal, I strongly believe that increased protection should be granted to migrant unless by all countries.
I would like to end by quoting Ban KI moon “Migration is not just a journey of people; it is a journey of policy”. Because in the end, policies and laws are really about people and values.”
On the night of Thursday, 7th January 2010, two migrant workers were shot with air guns in the town of Rosarno in Southern Italy. This turned out to become a two day violent clash.
Good afternoon to one and all. The motion today is “Nations of the world should increase protection on economic and social rights of migrants” and I, Chaitali Wadhwa of pink house, stand for the motion. In a number of separate incidents in Italy, two immigrants were reportedly beaten with iron bars, five deliberately run over and a further two injured by shot gun pellets. Another case-Canada and Guatemala have agreed to the international Trade Union Confederation under which the authorities of the host nation keep the passports of migrants, who are not allowed to contact or even approach trade unions nor may look for work.
The state of migrants is appalling all of over the world. They face harsh living conditions, discrimination and low wages. They lack safety nets and suffer disproportionately in times of economic hardship.
The UN convention on the Protection on the Rights of All Migrant Workers and Members of Their Families was signed in 1990 and came into force in 2003. The convention represents a comprehensive international treaty regarding the protection of migrant workers rights. Many nations have signed it but most are countries of origin of migrants.
It has been understood, that nations should increase the protection on the rights of migrants. The question is how. UN Secretary General Mr. Ban-ki Moon says that basic social and economic rights should be provided by each and every country.
The International Federation for Human Rights (FIDH) has given solutions to the problem faced by migrants, asylum seekers and refugees. According to FIDH, it is necessary to ensure that laws of migration allow for work permits to be issued to migrants themselves instead of to employers. Effective investigation, prosecution and punishment of employers responsible for violations of the rights of migrants must be ensured. In accordance with the FIDH proposal, I strongly believe that increased protection should be granted to migrant unless by all countries.
I would like to end by quoting Ban KI moon “Migration is not just a journey of people; it is a journey of policy”. Because in the end, policies and laws are really about people and values.”
Sunday, 26 September 2010
शान्ति की विजय अशांति पर
उस मासूम बच्ची की आँखों में
आंसूं थे
आंसूं, अपने माँ बाप को खो देने के
आंसूं अपने भाई बहेन के बिना
अकेले शवों के बीच बेठने के।
२६/११ ने उससे उसकी ज़िन्दगी चीन ली
आतंकवाद ने उससे उसकी हस्सी चीन ली
कौन सिखाएगा उसको ज़िन्दगी का मतलब?
क्या आशा है, उसके आंसुओं को
खिलखिलाहट में बदलने की?
क्या शान्ति बरकरार रहेगी?
कौन लाएगा शान्ति? जवाब है?
मेरे पास है।
हम लायेंगे शान्ति।
दिखादेंगे आतंकवादियों को
की शान्ति की ही विजय होगी।
प्रचार करेंगे, अहिंसा के मार्ग पर चलेंगे
पर शान्ति की राह को
कभी नहीं टूटने देंगे।
बढाओ शान्ति और दिखायो आशा
मिटाओ आतंकवाद और निराशा
बन्ना है हमे एक संसार
चाहे कोई भी देश या कोई भी भाषा
आंसूं थे
आंसूं, अपने माँ बाप को खो देने के
आंसूं अपने भाई बहेन के बिना
अकेले शवों के बीच बेठने के।
२६/११ ने उससे उसकी ज़िन्दगी चीन ली
आतंकवाद ने उससे उसकी हस्सी चीन ली
कौन सिखाएगा उसको ज़िन्दगी का मतलब?
क्या आशा है, उसके आंसुओं को
खिलखिलाहट में बदलने की?
क्या शान्ति बरकरार रहेगी?
कौन लाएगा शान्ति? जवाब है?
मेरे पास है।
हम लायेंगे शान्ति।
दिखादेंगे आतंकवादियों को
की शान्ति की ही विजय होगी।
प्रचार करेंगे, अहिंसा के मार्ग पर चलेंगे
पर शान्ति की राह को
कभी नहीं टूटने देंगे।
बढाओ शान्ति और दिखायो आशा
मिटाओ आतंकवाद और निराशा
बन्ना है हमे एक संसार
चाहे कोई भी देश या कोई भी भाषा
Bargain is here to stay
We entered the school gates
Hand in hand
And walked together barefeet
Leaving footprints in the sand.
We passed each other notes
In the boring bio class
And ran away from the cricket field
When we broke Badhur uncle's glass
When I was down with fever
Hot soup you used to get
And I gave you my umbrella
During heavy rains, while I got wet
When exams were around the corner
And our minds were full of doubts
We used to sit together and study
And help each other out
When I needed a pat on the back
You were always there for me
We were meant for each other
Like waves are meant for the sea
Our life was so happy
We never used to cry
We had fun in the sun
Under the clear, blue sky
You used to give me your joy
And take all my pain
In our wonderful friendship
There was no word as bargain
Those days of sharing have gone
Bargaining is what we do
When we give each other gifts
We want a return gift too
If you give me a box of chocolates
You want me to give you three
Our friendship isn't about "us"
We only think of the word "me"
Where are those happy times
Let them come back God, I pray
Otherwise compromise will fill our lives
Cause bargain is here to stay.
Hand in hand
And walked together barefeet
Leaving footprints in the sand.
We passed each other notes
In the boring bio class
And ran away from the cricket field
When we broke Badhur uncle's glass
When I was down with fever
Hot soup you used to get
And I gave you my umbrella
During heavy rains, while I got wet
When exams were around the corner
And our minds were full of doubts
We used to sit together and study
And help each other out
When I needed a pat on the back
You were always there for me
We were meant for each other
Like waves are meant for the sea
Our life was so happy
We never used to cry
We had fun in the sun
Under the clear, blue sky
You used to give me your joy
And take all my pain
In our wonderful friendship
There was no word as bargain
Those days of sharing have gone
Bargaining is what we do
When we give each other gifts
We want a return gift too
If you give me a box of chocolates
You want me to give you three
Our friendship isn't about "us"
We only think of the word "me"
Where are those happy times
Let them come back God, I pray
Otherwise compromise will fill our lives
Cause bargain is here to stay.
I SEE A LAND
I see a land
With clear blue skies,
I see a land
Without any cries.
I see a land
With a golden sun,
I see a land
Without any gun.
I see a land
Of joy and glee,
I see a land
For you and me.
I see a land
Where foes are friends,
I see a land
Where friendship never ends.
I see a land
Without any fights,
I see a land
Of moonlit nights.
I see a land
Where love is food,
I see a land
Of brotherhood.
I see a land
Without any crimes,
I see a land
Of endless time.
I see a land
Where there are no jails,
I see a land
Where peace prevails.
I see a land
Of warless days,
I see a land
Without dull greys.
I see a land
Where all are free,
I see a land
Of harmony.
With clear blue skies,
I see a land
Without any cries.
I see a land
With a golden sun,
I see a land
Without any gun.
I see a land
Of joy and glee,
I see a land
For you and me.
I see a land
Where foes are friends,
I see a land
Where friendship never ends.
I see a land
Without any fights,
I see a land
Of moonlit nights.
I see a land
Where love is food,
I see a land
Of brotherhood.
I see a land
Without any crimes,
I see a land
Of endless time.
I see a land
Where there are no jails,
I see a land
Where peace prevails.
I see a land
Of warless days,
I see a land
Without dull greys.
I see a land
Where all are free,
I see a land
Of harmony.
THE DANGER BEGINS HERE...
I look at those innocent faces,
Those faces that find no reason to continue their lives,
Those faces that seem confused about themselves.
What had they done wrong?
Why had they been pushed out of their homes?
Tumors, tuberculosis, cancers,
It all seems “a part of their life”.
No one cares for their skin problems,
No one is worried about their diseases.
The UCIL is selfish,
Selfish for uranium,
That lies below the grounds cultivated by the forest dwellers,
Selfish, since they have no heart,
No desire to protect our mother earth.
Extra toes, less fingers, ill proportioned body,
A way of life…
The smiling Buddha,
Little Boy,
Fat Man,
The call for disaster…
When I look at those faces,
Those perplexed faces,
Those blameless faces,
Tears come in my eyes…
Those faces that find no reason to continue their lives,
Those faces that seem confused about themselves.
What had they done wrong?
Why had they been pushed out of their homes?
Tumors, tuberculosis, cancers,
It all seems “a part of their life”.
No one cares for their skin problems,
No one is worried about their diseases.
The UCIL is selfish,
Selfish for uranium,
That lies below the grounds cultivated by the forest dwellers,
Selfish, since they have no heart,
No desire to protect our mother earth.
Extra toes, less fingers, ill proportioned body,
A way of life…
The smiling Buddha,
Little Boy,
Fat Man,
The call for disaster…
When I look at those faces,
Those perplexed faces,
Those blameless faces,
Tears come in my eyes…
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