My Call

Perhaps you don’t want

To give me a little

Respite and so you

Don’t call – why do you

Think that a call

Is such a tall

Order despite my endless

Inspiration from the soul-end

Your heart doesn’t bend.

May I ask you a question

Pertinent….. what it is

That gives your soul

A particularly poetic

Scent? If I take this

Latch and effortise to

Catch your palpitations’

Bent…..would you mind

To attempt and rise

To answer me – I swear

I promise to be discreet

Till I meet the reason

Of your soulular worry

And devoid of any hurry

Get and gather my

 Own comprehension.

I weep in soundlessness

My eyes keep check

Lids stop the fluids

Flow is hit by the blow

Of virulent winds

Of change which

Seem to derange

All my heart beats’

Arrangement….

My soul in hell-bent

State of predicament

Ceases to glow

Feeling defeated….

At the hands of destiny….

All movements

Pause witnessing

The imminence of

A new clause……….

Of catastrophic. ……

Intervention…….

My jubilation…

Ceases at long last

My words’ deluge….

Flows, pleases the OMNIPRESENT

HE –the only iconoclast.

                            THE EDITORIAL

Soul Liquification

From the Pen of The Chief Editor

Penning for pleasure is a love of dimension diametric which is all soul-centric. Putting pen to paper for being a wrapper for/of loads of KREATIVE emotions spread all across the living, bubbling geography of minds and thoughts is again a different ball-game altogether.

Life of/in a school which is growing by leaps and bounds, marking time endlessly on one hand and on the other waiting, for all the appropriations to dawn on the firmament is so hectic but at the same time so challenging.

Learners and facilitators from different terra-firma meet and the intellectual conjugation brings the “melting pot” to a perfect time-bound boil.

Unbounded hardships and meticulous toil go into the process of inner soul-searching and outer galvanizing which bring about the finished product.

Our School Magazine “CELESTIA“ which is in your hands, is the 1^st issue brought to the earth of DPS- Janjgir-Champa with lot of efforts and thoughts for all of you……..the learners, the contributors, the teachers, the soul-searchers, the mind-scorchers and readers at large.

Management, The Principal, all staff-members, the Editorial Board & the Chief Editor all have taken due pains burning the proverbial midnight oil to bring you this “bouquet of love and affection”.

Penning is a cosmic constancy which must move on with all accuracy in various different forms & formats. Writing regularly is akin to one’s fighting with the inner urge to pour and divulge some heavenly droplets of eagerness and emotions.

Hope this intellectual vehicle will be everyone’s favourite mind-machine and the most sought after soul-car.

Let me now put my pen to rest so that you can taste the best.

Happy Reading.

PENMAN/Pradip Banerjee