Saturday, May 17, 2003 |
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When the dawn breaks like the smile of an innocent child and the cock says doodle-doo, There’s someone who is also rising among the friendly clouds. It’s sun, no one else my friend with its dark red stripes cutting across the sky. It looks like a majestic king coming all the way from the orange sky with horses drawing chariot and the king wearing a ring. Everyone is there to welcome him weather young, old, timid or bold and child or matured. It feels like a lover’s melodies that’s sweetly played in tune and like a red rose that’s newly sprung in June. We feel great when we see it. A sense of new hopes, aspirations and passion bloom and shows the way to success and hope. — Ranjana Bhandari,
Class IX-D |