Terror Off Tuned

 

The out of tune Kachtarz monster originated from the vocal chords of the Marai Octopus, who sings horribly, from the deepest point in the Atlantic Ocean. Kachtarz initially, an abscess on the Octopus’s vocal chords soon turned out to be a separate monster. 

Legend has it that the Marai Octopus was cursed by Gronyun, the lord of Monsters, when he was stopped by the Marai while travelling through the Atlantic. The curse was, he would become the reason for something that would destroy the world. Marai always intended to be good and carry out his duties as the guardian of the Atlantic. This was devastating for him, while it was a boon to the Federation of Monsters. 

Kachtarz sings and produces negative frequencies that are enough to destroy the balance of the cosmos. He terrorises the world with his out of tune, horrifying voice.

The UN is extremely worried and they have no clue about what is to be done.

Many scientific organisations are dumbstruck. People from the musical communities are warning everyone about the dangers that the monster’s voice could create. 

The Avengers are trying to distract Kachtarz and are preventing him from using his strongest frequencies which could shatter the world into dust.

But nothing can substitute for a permanent solution. 

Soon, Carnatic Musicians come to the rescue!

They studied the pattern of Kachtarz’s frequencies and found his weakness. The positive frequencies of Carnatic music would disturb the flow of Kachtarz’s core energy. And so, they educated and encouraged people to sing or play a set of compositions form Carnatic Music, in perfect pitch. 

Kachtarz couldn’t handle the magnitude of positive frequencies that were coming from billions of people using Carnatic Music to save the world.

The monster evaporated into thin air and peace had been restored.

 

~Siri Girish -10 C

 

MORNING AT THE SEA SHORE

 

The early dark morning- the sea tides are roaring

The sun is still snoring

The seagulls are on their way 

To find their daily prey.

 

A thousand seashells lie on the shore

Some are multihued and some are white and strewn ashore.

 

Finally, the sun rose on the horizon

Its glow meant to enlighten

Now the fishermen rush out, trap the fishes

To cover many plates with delicious dishes.

 

~Srishti Sundar - 10 C

Journey To the Savageland

 

I’ll make a vehicle that can go through 

Land and water;       

One, which gets wheels on land,

The same, which gets fatter and fatter on water;

 

Floating through a river, passing by icy mountains and a dense forest;

I reach my destination and then rest;

The next day, I take a lens;

I search for the rare emerald.

 

My mind gets puzzled, but soon everything comes to sense.

I found the emerald in a chest;

I thought I was done with the quest;

A dragon woke up from the emerald        

I thought I was in trouble;

But the dragon trapped me in a bubble.

 

After years and years, I popped the bubble,

And heard someone call my name

I heard my mom scream

And realized all of this was a dream.

 

-Shreyas S J - ICSE 6C 

My Dear Teachers

Teachers Teachers my dear teachers

Sometime you scold

Sometime you advice

So that we shine in the crowd.

   Teachers Teachers my dear teachers

    You teach us to respect 

    You teach us to be strong

    So that we become good citizens

Teachers Teachers my dear teachers

You teach us art

You teach us craft

So that we become creative

   Teachers Teachers my dear teachers

   Sometime you ask us to do

   Sometime you help us to do

   So that we become independent

Teachers Teachers my dear teachers

You develop our knowledge

You develop our confidence

So that we are courageous.

~Chirag S Pandit, 6MS

                              

Corona the Virus

Corona the virus

Came to Cyrus

Gave him Sinus

Cyrus was smart

had taken covishield

which acted as a protective shield

He told everyone

Don’t be scared

Solutions are rare

But all the Saviors are there !

We will overcome 

This is just a Phase

God and Hope are at the pace…

~Nayana P Rao, 6MS

What is kindness?

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Some choose the crowd

Some choose the heart

Some choose to be proud

Some choose knowledge to impart

It's not enough to be friendly 

you have to be a friend

Words can be deadly

It is easy to offend

“Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”

Why do we believe 

That words don't hurt

People can be naive

We need to be alert

When you're offered

Being right or being kind

Kindness is only chosen by a small herd

The ones who choose being right are blinded by words

Life is unfair

Yes it's very true

But let's make it fair

For the ones who are feeling blue

Kindness is not child's play,

It is a feeling

To make someone’s sadness go away

A simple smile can be healing

It’s nice to be nice

Don't waste your time

You won’t pay a hefty price

Kindness isn't a crime

To stand up for others is being bold

But it will teach you

Kindness won't give you any medals of Gold

Empathy is only chosen by a few

It's not hard

Do it from the heart 

Kindness isn't measured in yards

C’mon let's do our part!

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I wrote this Poem because I got inspired by a single book. The book is known as Wonder, written by R. J. Palacio. For those who have not read it, it's really inspiring. (won't give away any spoilers!) Kindness is not something where you just say be nice. It's about putting yourself in someone else's shoes. To feel how they are feeling. I think a little dose of kindness can go a long way. Just like the story “a glass of milk”, kindness is like food, it's necessary for someone, so you can push them to reach their goals, and encourage them to do their best. I got encouraged, because people get bullied, and get harsh responses, so if we try to have empathy for others, the world will definitely be a better place. 

-Mrunali Raji, 6MS

I Love Offline Classes

 

• During offline classes, I loved P.E which we did offline, the games we played and so on.

• During offline classes, I loved the activities we did like combined learning and so on.

• During offline classes, I loved the physical interaction with my teachers and my  friends.

• During offline classes I love the physical teaching- like writing on the board and copying it.

• During offline classes, I loved our new classroom.

I will never even think of going back to online school!

 

~Harshal Chowdary-3JS

The Sun As A Source Of Energy

     

                                                            

The energy we get from the sun is called solar energy. Solar energy is a renewable energy because it will never end as long as the sun remains.

Solar energy is also pollution free because there are no harmful gases, chemicals,  or fly ash produced. Solar energy is the energy from the sun that is converted into thermal or electrical energy with the help of photovoltaic cells.

The production cost of solar energy is zero. A photovoltaic cell can produce even in low sunlight so there is no cut in energy even on a rainy or cloudy day.

Plants also use a process called photosynthesis to make food. During photosynthesis, plants use the energy of the sun to change water and carbon dioxide into a sugar called glucose. Starch is stored in seeds and other plant parts as a food source.

~Gautham Reddy, 3JS

Le Chien

   

~Arya Chakravarti 7LS

Mere Academic Knowledge Does Not Constitute Intelligence

This topic came up for discussion when we did the lesson on Akbar and Birbal. I totally agree with this statement. Just because we know everything related to academic content, it doesn’t mean we have conquered intelligence itself! I think intelligence is far beyond academic intelligence.

Here’s an example. Let’s say you have mastered your previous academic test, and you think you know everything. One day, you go out to buy some vegetables. Now, you know how to handle money and how to speak properly due to your math and English. But what if a robber robbed you and took all your money? You don’t know what to do, because your syllabus hasn’t covered this! 

Something similar (but not so dramatic) happened to me earlier and I got out of it, definitely by not using academic intelligence. In conclusion, I agree with the statement - intelligence covers way more than just academic intelligence.

~Sanath Nagesh Sharma 6MS

Hot Wheels

One day when I went to my friend's house. He had bought toy cars and a track. It had a sling attached to the front part of the track. 

When we put the car there and tie the rubber band and let it go, it will give a boost to the car.  We can also customize the track with loopty loops and more.

He actually had a collection of these. There are lamborghinis, Bugatti’s, Ferrari’s and F1 cars. 

One day, while we had gone shopping I spotted the same cars there. I was excited. I asked my mother if she could buy them. She thought about it and then said yes. Then I started a collection of my own. 

Now I have over 100 cars and some unique ones- like one that twists and turns and a Ford Mustang with an open roof top, a BMW bike, a Ducati bike and a yellow color Lamborghini Aventador. 

Even though we moved from the USA to India I bought it here and still have it for remembrance.

~Srikara Pramod- 5LS

A Perfect Dinner

I loved cooking when I was young. Once I thought of giving a treat to my family by cooking dinner. I told my mom about it and thankfully she agreed if I would do it under her guidance. I agreed to her. I started cooking with my mom at 7:00pm.I made machos soup. Then for starter I made French fries with my brand new air fryer. Then for the main dish I made my favorite dish-”Paneer curry with rotis”.For the desert  I made a three layer cake with ice cream and chocolate syrup .I was pleased with myself. I laid the the table with decorative glass, spoons, forks, cups and bowls. Then everybody tasted my dish and so did I. We were happily eating dinner. Everybody told they loved my dishes. I was very very happy and of course proud of myself. It was a Perfect dinner with my family and I had a memorable day!!

~Shaarvi A. N, 5LS

Nirantara and the music journey

Since I was a small girl, I have always dreamed of becoming a famous singer. One night, I was lying down on my bed and listening to soft music playing from my headphones. Then as I closed my eyes, my dream was actually starting to come true!!

I found myself in a caravan with my cousin brother, my little sister and my older brother. We were driving to a cave filled with precious gems. As we were coming back, we saw a person holding some posters and oh my god! I couldn’t believe it!!It was from my dream channel called the Voice Kids!! He approached us and asked if any of us were interested in auditioning. I immediately stepped forward and happily said yes! 

When we reached home, I told my parents about it. They immediately agreed. They auditioned me for The Voice Kids and soon enough, it was the day of my first performance! I was super excited and nervous at the same time. As I walked to the stage, I gathered all my strength and started singing and to my surprise, all the judges turned their chairs around which means they loved it! 

I was so happy at the moment and as a bonus, I was in the Voice kids! Just then, my mom walked in and removed my headphones and told me to sleep and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was so excited to resume my dream!!

The end

Nirantara Shivamurty,5LS

Colourful India

India is called colourful thanks to its festivals, fashion, cities, etc. People keep many diyas on Diwali. They keep many colourful electric lights too. All the houses would be very colourful and decorated during Diwali. People bring coloured water on Holi and spray it on everybody. The place would be full of different colours after the event! Some people also do puja on Holi. People also wear different colourful clothes in different parts of the country. In Tamil Nadu (in South India).

Women wear sarees and men wear dhotis and shirts. In Punjab (in north india), men wear kurtas and turban, and women wear salwars. In India, even the food is colourful. People in different parts of the country eat different foods. In North India, People eat Chole Bature, Dal Bati Churma, Aloo Paratha, Roti Sabji, etc. In South India, people eat dosa with sambar and chutney, idli, idiyapppam, rice, etc. Even the cities in India have colourful buildings in streets and main roads. India grows many different colourful spices too.

~Mukunda M Krishna- 5LS

BOOKS

Books are undeniably a blessing to humankind. And books being useful for us in many ways have earned the title of our best friend. Libraries are the storehouse of books of several genres where interested readers can spend time reading in silence or can borrow books by being a member of that library. Through this practice of reading, we humans also display a greater sense of being civilized.

There are individuals like myself who like to collect books, especially story books or novels. And this habit of mine has turned my house into a small library in itself. I know many other readers who share this same obsession with reading books and collecting them. My conversions with them mostly revolve around the plot, the character development, the writing style of the authors, and other aspects of books.

~Divit V Bohra ,5LS

An ink bottle

There is an ink bottle on the study table in my room. There is blue ink in it. It is for Parker ink pens- Parker Quink. To use it, we have a lever-like thing in the pen. Just pull that, and the ink will be filled. If it was in another room, like the hall, kitchen or the bedroom, then it would be difficult for me to fill the ink in the pen. Also, it would not be good as stationary things should always be in the study room or the Drawing room. It shines when light falls on it. Instead of getting many other refills, I use that.

~ Akshaj Kulkarni,5LS

The Bitter Truth

 

It was night time in the kingdom of Alteria. The atmosphere was quiet and ominous, a mysterious energy present in the air. Everyone slept soundly in their homes, their windows and doors bolted heavily, heedful of the rumoured assassin.

It was no different for Ezekiel, the one and only Oracle of the mystic nation of Alteria. His compact dwelling was protected by two paneled, wooden doors. In addition to them, there were also two watchmen vigilantly guarding his house, courtesy to his position in the High Council.

Ezekiel was a light sleeper, thus, he heard the swish of the thick curtains even in his exhausted sleep. He moved towards his right to grab the candle torch but having overestimated the breadth of the bed, he fell off his bed, just in time to avoid a razor-sharp sword coming right at his neck.

He gasped and looked in the direction from which the sword had appeared. A lean figure stood there, cloaked in black, leather attire. A golden masquerade mask covered his face and in his hands were twin swords.

He studied the figure thoroughly and could not help but take a sharp breath as he came to realize who it was. This was the Assassin rumoured to have been murdering individuals across the realm! Snapping out of his contemplation, Ezekiel quickly stumbled back when he saw the Assassin raise his swords again. He raised his staff shakily and stood in an awkward stance. His mental capabilities were exceptional, but the same couldn't be said about his physical fighting skills. With high amounts of adrenaline pumping in his body, he made a hesitant, yet brisk swipe at the perpetrator. But the assassin was quicker. He jumped over the bed and was on top him in no time, his swords placed at his neck and right above his heart respectively. He was absolutely terrified by then.

In a last attempt to save his life, he flapped his hands and one of them struck the Assassin's face. To his surprise and to the assassin's horror, the mask fell off his face.

When Ezekiel saw the Assassin's face, he was stunned to the core…….. It was the Princess!

After knowing this, he felt like a fool for not realizing this before. Of course, it had to be someone from the Royal family, as they were the only ones who had the spare keys of every house in the kingdom. Thus, with the keys, the princess had been able to get inside the houses without being detected and do her sinister work.

The assassin too looked at Ezekiel in shock. This was the first time someone had not only escaped death from her hands but also uncovered who she was. She had to give it to him, he was a smart one. Everyone always went for the hands, which was very predictable, but he went for her face, one thing she was not prepared for.

"Princess Iris....You are the Assassin...?" He whispered. 

Iris ignored his question and circled him predatorily. "You are the only one who has ever discovered who I really am, Ezekiel." She mused. He gulped, he couldn't tell if it was a good thing or bad. Before he could think anything else, she continued. "So, as a gift, you could say, I will let you live.......on one condition"

He pondered upon her words, and timidly asked. "What is the condition?"

She smirked at this and answered. "A little birdie told me that you have a secret skill no one is aware of.....necromancy. I want you to use that power to contact the innocent boy whom you killed!" Her eyes darkened at the last sentence. 

He felt confused and offended, so he relayed it to her. "Innocent boy I killed?  ! I have never killed anyone in my twenty four years of life!" He exclaimed. 

Iris' face turned red with anger and she brought her hand to his neck, choking him. "Yes, you did! You killed my brother! Father told me the truth today! You killed Asher! " She roared. He tried to get her hand to leave his neck, but to no avail. 

"I did not..k.kill h-him! Your...f-father did!" Ezekiel choked out. 

Iris tightened her hand around his neck. "How dare you lie?! That too about my father, your King!" She gritted her teeth. Ezekiel could not be serious! Did he really think he could lie to her about such a big thing? She thought.

Ezekiel felt pitiful for Iris, for she did not know of her father's cruel acts and even though he did not want to ruin her father's image in her mind, he had to tell her to truth. "Servants of the Moon...d-do not lie! I speak only the truth, Princess. If you still doubt m-me, then answer t-these questions of mine! Who sent... P-Prince Asher to the Mystic caves? Who stopped y-you and the H-High Council from going there when we h-heard nothing from him even after three w-weeks?" He asked confidently.

Iris' hand loosened and her eyes turned conflicted as she thought of the answer to all those questions. Her breathing deepened and perspiration coated her forehead as she realised the answer to all his questions.

Her father, the king had been the performer of all those deeds........

Thankful that she had stopped choking him, he immediately took in large gulps of air. He was still panting harshly when her low, confused voice reached his ears. "But...Why would he do that...?" She asked him. He heaved a heavy sigh and looked into her eyes with as much truth in his eyes as possible. "Princess Iris.....Prince Asher was not your biological brother..."

Iris' eyes nearly popped out of the sockets at the new revelation and her mouth opened to ask him if he knew how inconceivable his statement was, but he just shook his head and gestured her to listen to him completely.

"Prince Asher was the only child of a ruler whose kingdom was conquered by your father. His mother had died due to childbirth and when his father was killed by yours, he was left with no one to take care of him. When your mother heard of this, she couldn't bear to let a one year old child suffer, so she took him under her care. King Anthony was not happy with her decision, but he could not deny his beloved wife, so he legally adopted Asher as well."

Ezekiel looked at Iris to see that she was paying full attention to him. He continued. "But your father has always been wary of Prince Asher, he was afraid that Prince Asher would kill him like he did to his father, in cold blood. That wariness only increased when your brother became of age, last year. So he devised a plan to kill him, and put it into action three months ago, when he told him to go on a pilgrimage to the Mystic Caves to spend a week, seeking blessings of Lune, the Moon Goddess."

"The Mystic Caves have two chambers, one in which resides the Enigma of Divinity, that is the essence of the Moon Goddess herself and another similar chamber which is spelled by ancient witches. Anyone who enters the second chamber is cursed to turn to wolves or rather lycans on every full moon." The wonder in Ezekiel's voice matched the awe that Iris' eyes showcased.

"The possibility of one surviving the shift is very rare. Prince Asher was specifically led to the second chamber by your father two days before the full moon, but no one here knew that, not even me." Bitterness coated Ezekiel's voice when he said the last sentence. He was angry at the fact that the king had forbid him from going with Asher, even after repeated imploration. But he was more ashamed of himself for not realising the matter sooner.

"Anthony waited for three weeks and claimed time and then, he sent large troops to the Caves, just to make his story more believable. But there were no troops deployed at all. Once all the commotion in the kingdom dulled, he declared that Prince Asher was dead, all the while immobilizing   any efforts made to search for the prince" With this, Ezekiel concluded his disquisition and silence ensued once again.

After listening to Ezekiel, Iris felt a myriad of emotions, betrayal being the most prominent one. Betrayal from her father. Although he wasn't really an affectionate person by nature, she couldn't believe he would stoop so low; that he was such a vile man! Agony consumed her being and her eyes stung just thinking about how her brother must have suffered. Her hands fisted and her body went rigid.

Ezekiel, having noticed the distress her posture portrayed, laid one of his hands on her clenched fists wanting to provide any kind of comfort to the traumatized soul. Iris felt his hand touch hers and closed her eyes tightly, wanting nothing but to let the dam of tears break. His touch was soothing, calming even, and she could understand why everyone gravitated towards him. Although she tried not to respond to his touch, her body betrayed her and moved a little bit closer to him, wanting more of his comforting presence.

Seeing her step closer to him, Ezekiel hesitantly stepped forward and wrapped his arms loosely around her frame, pausing to look for any sign of discomfort from her. His shock was delectable when she just wrapped her own arms around his waist and placed her head in the crook of his neck. He felt pleasantly surprised that the princess accepted his show of affection. Though, he also felt great relief; the princess had become very emotionally detached after receiving the news of Prince Asher's death, so this was definitely an improvement.

After a few minutes, when she had calmed down a little, she lifted her head from the crook of his neck and stepped away. Even though she believed that whatever he said was the truth, she couldn't let go of one thing though, a possibility that gave her hope. "Ezekiel, you said that the possibility of a person surviving the shift is very rare.....but.....isn't there a chance that Asher might-....might have survived?" Her voice broke just a miniscule- almost undetectable- showing just how much she hoped this possibility was the reality.

"Yes, Princess, there is a possibility, but it is almost next to negligible-" Ezekiel started but was interrupted when suddenly a loud and long howl resonated in the air. Startled, both Iris and Ezekiel ran towards the window and tried to locate the source of the howl. When they did, they both gasped unanimously.

In the front balcony of the Royal Palace, standing majestically on four legs was a humongous, wolf-like creature, its claws piercing the king’s chest. Its snout was pointed up at the full moon, a victorious, howl coming from inside it's being. With a jolt, both realised who that was; Asher. He had survived the shift!

Iris had a resemblance of a relieved smile on her face, even though her father was being mauled to death. Her brother was alive and back! That was all that mattered to her at the moment. 

Ezekiel on the other hand, stared long and hard at the huge wolf, and then averted his gaze to the moon which glowed brightly as if celebrating the occasion. Even the stars seemed to twinkle more dazzlingly, following their mother Moon's lead like joyous little kids.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and placed his right hand on the left side of his chest, where his heart was coming back to its original pace from before when it had skyrocketed at the sight of Asher. 

He finally understood why Mother Lune had showed him the truth through his visions and now, he also had an explanation for the mysterious markings on his back that had appeared during the past three months. 

He smiled cryptically as he remembered the one sentence which always seemed to resonate in the background in his visions.

"The reign of the Lycans had begun......"

 

~Niharika P-11 ISC