2k15- Another new year resolution

Dear readers, it has been long. A bit too long I suppose. But, I'm back! Here's wishing you a very happy new year. Thank you for being such a wonderful audience for 2014. I hope our journey doesn't end here and goes on for a long time, because I'll be here, writing. So my resolution for this year is to be more active on this blog and write fantastic reviews and poems. Let's see till when I'm able to uphold it.

New year resolutions have now lost their touch and meaning. They've become so cliched that not many take them seriously. But what we tend to forget is that a resolution is something for yourself, for your peace of mind, to see yourself achieve something, do something you never thought you would. It's one step closer to your dreams. You've always wanted to go to Paris, so your new year resolution probably will have "learning French" chipped in somewhere. You've wanted to start a small deli in your locality. So you resolve to do more cooking, spend more time with food and learn more about it. Maybe you want to look better for the next year, so you start the exercises, eating healthy food and all that goes with it.

This is the delicate balance between a new year resolution and what you want to achieve. All said and done, let's hope everyone is able to keep their resolution and more importantly accomplish it soon. A very happy new year to all of you, once again. 

Depth- The beauty of eyes in the form of a poem

Dear readers.

Here is another one of my self-composed poems. This one is based on green eyes. Without further ado, here's presenting, Depth.

Depth 

On that summer morning when we first met,

It was a normal day turned into a special one.

How I stumbled and saw your silhouette,

Shifted my eyes towards you to see who was this person who made me run. 

That was when I saw them,

Those beautiful, beautiful eyes!

Perfect and pretty at the same time, 

They felt like knives piercing through my heart. 

They were an amalgamation,

A puzzle of colours. 

The first one I could decipher,

Was green, as sharp as a needle pricking my skin. 

Green seeped into the iris,

Like water gushing into a dry lake.

It gave life to his eyes,

The way they danced in delight. 

Then came brown, with small specks of grey,

And a small black pupil.

It felt like staring at an ocean and watching the sun drown in it,

Like a million seas had come together to this one beach. 

The brown resembled the sand, 

The green and grey took shape of the water.

The black pupil, was more like a reflection,

Of someone in the sea. 

That was when I fell for them,

Their depth and their shine.

The way they danced off the sunlight,

It felt almost too good to be right. 

The Young Statesmen's Meet- My first MUN

Dear readers, after a long break I'm back in action with a review about my own experience of an MUN. For all those who don't know what an MUN is, it's basically a school version of the proceedings held in the UN. Schools conduct these Mock United Nations all across the world and our school had it's second inter-school MUN from 15th-17th December 2014.

The committees for this year's session were, the Eichmann Trial, the Bandung Conference, the Formation of USSR, Chernobyl Accident and the State Reorganisation Commission. Students could either take part as delegates and represent countries in one of these committees, or be reports and play the role of the International Press, or be part of the photography group. I was chosen in the International Press as a reporter for the Bandung Conference.

A quick recap on the conference- Afro-Asian countries who had recently gained freedom from colonialism came together in a conference in Bandung, Indonesia to discuss about good economic and cultural relations with one another. This conference was held in 1955 and the students here were to recreate the whole conference. The IP (international press) had to give articles for the daily newsletter. So, right from day one, we were bombarded with debates and other discussions and were expected to write articles and opinion-based editorials during the day and submit it by lunch time. By day two, we sort of got a hang of choosing topics and submitting them on time. Day three was all about interviews and press conferences. The State Reorganisation Commission held a press conference which later influenced the debate! In all other committees, delegates who were worth interviewing were asked questions and these interviews were then published in our newsletter.

It being my first MUN, I didn't know what to expect! I had no idea how to write reports or interviews and was very scared at first. Then, as the writing set in, I got a good idea of what was asked and delivered pretty good results. In the end, the experience was all positive. I got to learn so much about our history and politics, rethink about ideas and decisions taken years ago and write on topics that I wasn't very familiar with. Even though I didn't win any award, I took back a bunch of amazing memories, made some friends who'll stay in touch and had a total blast! But, the one thing I'm sure of after this MUN, is that I'm not going to stop writing because this is just the beginning.