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Everyday The Sun Shall Rise
                                                                                                                                  Music: A Panacea
                                                                                                                                                                                                        Every day the sun shall rise
                                                                                                                                  Music is one of the most important aspects of my life. My idea of an
                                                                                                                                                                                                       And cross the sky to its demise
                                                                                                                                  ideal  afternoon  is  sitting  outside  on  a  chilly  day,  wearing  noise   Everything that rises shall fall
                                                                                                                                  cancelling headphones and listening to some music. I am sure several   And will rise again after a fall
                                                                                                                                  of us can relate to this. One of my favourite pastimes is to unwind   It's not how many times you hit the floor
                                                                                                                                  while  listening  to  some  of  my  favourite  songs.  So,  what  is  this   It's how many times you are willing to blow the door
                                                                                                                                  inexplicable mastery that music has over me? How is it that every time   It's not how many times you do it wrong
                                                                                                                                  a familiar song plays, even in the distance, I involuntarily start tapping   It's how you try when it takes too long
                                                                                                                                  my feet or humming the rhythm?                                    The bird that wishes to touch the sky
                                                                                                                                                                                                   Will be the one who shall not fail to try
                                                                                                                                  I want to pen down why music plays such a crucial part in my life, and
                                                                                                                                                                                                 A cheetah who wishes no match for his speed
                                                                                                                                  why, quite frankly, it would be impossible for me to exist without it.
                                                                                                                                                                                                     A little practice is all he does need
                                                                                                                                  When I am feeling downhearted or low-spirited, I always know that if I
                                                                                                                                                                                                    For the wheel of time spins on and on
                                                                                                                                  play just the right song, I will feel better in no time. After a long day at
                                                                                                                                                                                                    Before you know it your time is gone
                                                                                                                                  school or after going through exhaustion, both physical and mental,
                                                                                                                                                                                                          Arjun Kulshreshtha
                                                                                                                                  music keeps me company. It helps me get through the day. It is a way
                                                                                                                                  to express feelings that may be hard to express otherwise. It is a way to
                                                                                                                                  escape from the real world.
                                                                                                                                  Music has innumerable memories and heaps of nostalgia attached to
                                                                                                                                  it as well. I bet when you think of the theme songs from some of your
                                                                                                                                  most beloved childhood shows, a huge grin etches across your face. I
                                                                                                                                  listen to music almost every second of the day, especially when I am
                                                                                                                                  feeling down in the dumps. Sad music is almost cathartic in a way. It
           VIII A                                                                                                                 does not make me feel worse; instead it helps me accept my situation
                                                                                                                                  and come to terms with it. Over the years, music has undoubtedly
                                                                                                                                  helped me deal with things.
                                                                                                                                  Taylor Swift was introduced to me by my father at the age of seven
          Acceptance                                                                                                              when we had a CD of her album 'Red', which I would request to be
                                                                                                                                  played repeatedly. She is one of the most talented, deserving, and
                                                                                                                                                                                                          RIDDHIMA SAMPAT
          It was the kind of night where everyone locked their doors and triple-                                                  accomplished artists of our time and her discography is formidable.
          checked  the  latches  on  their  windows.  The  kind  of  night  where  the                                            Her songs are incredibly meaningful, and it is her lyrical storytelling
          darkness seemed to snuff out the light from the streetlamps and any sane                                                that sets her apart from other generic pop songs. At critical times in my   A Wonderful Creation
          person would be at home, in bed, beside a warm fire.There was one man                                                    life  when  no  one  else  was  there  for  me,  her  songs  provided
          who  was  outside  strolling  through  the  street.  Most  people  would  not                                           companionship. Her lyrics have been a formative part of my life and   The gift of space, the gift of time,
          recognise him and if someone were in the same circle as him, they would                                                 her  voice  has  become  familiar  and  comforting.  There  is  a  certain   The grandeur of which is beyond sublime.
          only know him as ‘The Hunter.’ He was not sane. He would never have                                                     shamelessness, a certain intensity of affection, that I think we should   Its foundations, the master's triumphant plan,
                                                                                                                                                                                                     Is yet unknown to the mortal man.
          taken this job if he was.                                                                                               never constrain for the things and the people that we love. We love
                                                                                                                                                                                                  The blackness of space; pleasant in repose,
          He walked through the streets till he came to the wall behind the famed                                                 them  endlessly  because  they  bring  out  the  love  in  us  somehow,   Is disturbed by rocks, floating in the shadows.
          Emerald Palace. The Hunter examined the spiked walls and shook his head.                                                magically, and effortlessly.                                        The vortex of dust spin and swirl,
          “Pathetic,” he thought to himself. Grabbing hold of the spikes, he used                                                                                                                   And the story of life begins to unfurl.
                                                                                                                                                                        Eesha Gheewala
          them to climb over the wall and then he lowered himself using a rope. He                                                                                                                    Blue and blue is the only terrain,
          crept through the hedges, narrowly avoiding some nasty traps and killing                                                                                                              The little being's buckler is a slender membrane.
          some guards before he came to the palace entrance. He had to move fast                                                                                                                      Soon the lands are strolled upon,
          now. Any minute someone would notice the dead guards and raise the                                                                             समय                                    The survival of the fittest is the new marathon.
          alarm. He walked till he reached the princess' room. Unluckily for him, the                                                                                                                Time starts to fly, so does the bird,
          moment he stepped inside, her mobile phone began to ring. He hid behind                                                                                                                   Many creatures' cries are left unheard.
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                                                                                                                                       समय एक ऐसा च  ह िजस हम  नयं  त नह ं कर सकत, े
          a cupboard last minute and watched as the princess rolled out of bed and                                                                                                                 The elephant gets strength, lion a mane,
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                                                                                                                                            कभी तज तो कभी धीमी ग त स चलता ह; ै
          sleepily checked the screen. The moment she saw what was written on the                                                                                                                 It is only the humans who receive a brain.
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          screen she straightened up and looked around. “Come out from behind the                                                              समय  कसी का इतजार नह ं करता,                       In the far depths, near the floor of the sea,
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          cupboard please.” she said. Against his better judgement he did. “You're                                                             वह सभी क  लए बहत ह  क मती ह ै                     Lies a thriving community, a spectacle to see.
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          here to kill me aren't you?” He said in a matter-of-fact voice. “Possibly,” he                                                       िजतना अ धक समय बबा द करत हो,                        A horse that swims and a yellow sea star,
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          answered. “The situation is complicated. Your aunt and uncle want me to                                                                                                                   Makes this place stunning yet bizarre.
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                                                                                                                                                उतने ह  अ धक अवसर गँवात हो;
          kill you so your cousin can become king. Your aunt wants me to shoot you in                                                                                                              Tall mountains perpetually growing high,
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                                                                                                                                           जसा  क कहा जाता ह, समय पस क बराबर ह ै
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          the head and bring your corpse to her as proof, however your uncle wants                                                                                                                The great falls of everlasting water supply.
          me to drown you. I can do both but I don't want to kill a child. So I have an                                              समय को उतना ह  संजोएँ, िजतना  कसी   यजन को स जोत  े ह ;      Diverse green forests, the herald of spring,
          offer for you. Come with me and I'll train you to be an assassin. I've always                                                        समय का ब  मानी स उपयोग कर ,                           A picturesque scene they all bring.
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          wanted a daughter.”                                                                                                     कभी भी ग वाए गए अवसर पर पछतावा नह ं करने स कछ नह ं हा सल         Alas, this place is the only one we know,
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                                                                                                                                                                                                    Yet the pinnacle is not where we go,
          He took out a small dagger and held it out handle first. After some thought                                                                     होने वाला
          the princess silently accepted the proffered dagger.                                                                       य  क एक बार समय बीत गया, तो वह कभी वापस नह ं आता |          So let us not go astray and fail our obligation,
                                                                                                                                                                                                    For this world is a wonderful creation.
                                                       Tisha Chadda                                                                                     आया ह  अगरवाल                                       Pradyun Beerla
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