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The Bihu Deck

Raman and Raghav were two Keralites. They were Marine Inspectors.
Once an unknown ship was found wrecked at the deck of the Bihu River.
The ship was vacant; there was not even the captain in the ship. Many news
reporters, tourists and local people went to see the ship. Some went in, but
never came back. Raman and Raghav were assigned the task to investigate
the ship. After hearing the rumors spread by the people that the ship was
haunted and enchanted by a spirit, Raman stepped back and resigned from
his job. The same night Raghav went to Raman’s house to ask about his
health. As Raghav reached Raman’s place, he found him dead. There was
a note kept beside Raman which said:

Meet me at the Ship at midnight.
Raghav checked his watch, it was almost 11:30 p.m. and it took about 30 minutes from Raman’s house to reach the deck. Raghav
quickly sat in his car and tried to start the engine but it did not. He left his car and looked for a cab but there were none. It was
almost 11: 45 p.m. Raghav started running as fast as he could. At around 12:15 a.m., he reached the deck. There he again found
a note on which it was written-
Enter the ship.

He went in. There he saw red handprints all over the walls. He saw a locked room; Raghav opened the room and saw that the
hands made a pattern of his face. He got scared and leaned back against the wall behind him. Suddenly two hands came out from
the wall and held Raghav on his neck. He tried to free himself and escape from the grip of the hands. After many tries Raghav
successfully escaped. He ran out of the ship and reached home. The next morning, Raghav felt relieved as he thought he was in
his own home, but as he opened his eyes he found himself again in the ship!!!!!
Amyra Mahajan, VI-G

This Precious Time is Mine!

The dark sky,
the luminous stars in a tie.
The shooting stars making their way,
into the milky way.
This precious time is mine, it makes me jovial and fine!
Candle of Love
Moon, the lightning source,
people opening their doors, Light a candle on Valentine’s Day,
giving children their meals, for soldiers who will not be home.
in their cradle with wheels. Let them know we are proud of them,
This precious time is mine, it makes me jovial and fine! and that they will never be alone.

The cold windy air, See the flame and think of it,
trees swinging here and there. as fire in our soldiers’ heart.
The birds keeping their babies safe and sound, The flame that will keep them strong and brave,
not with any intention to be crowned. unless we are far apart.
This precious time is mine, it makes me jovial and fine!
Feel the warmth and imagine it,
The Sun rising with the lustrous shine, as love held deep inside.
people waking up being on cloud nine! The love that show how much we care,
Mothers preparing lunch, and they will fill our heart with pride.
so that children can munch.
This precious time is mine, it makes me jovial and fine! So for our soldiers near or far,
on Valentine’s Day each year.
Prisha Koshal, VI-F Light a candle of love to remember them,
as they cannot be here….
Proud of you.

This poem is dedicated to all the soldiers who were
martyred in Pulwama Attack on 14 February, 2019.
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Dishita Das, X-B

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