Literary Vibes - Edition CL (28-Feb-2025) - YOUNG MAGIC
Title : King Ghidhora (Painting courtesy Julian Lenju)
Julian Lenju, born on Nov 12, 2013, is the son of Capt. Lenju Paul and Dr Jennifer Sakhya. He is a student of Dawn International School in Ernakulam, Kerala. He is in the sixth grade now. He likes to paint and when he is with his grandmother, Prof. Latha Prem Sakhya, the famous painter, he indulges in it. He paints only what he likes. Being untutored, he tries to imitate what he sees. He made his first painting on a hard board when he was three years old. It is proudly displayed in his grandmother's house. He and his younger brother communicate in a language that is close to Hindi, a register the siblings created, which only they understand. Apart from painting, he is also keen on playing football.
Table of Contents :: YOUNG MAGIC
01) Ankit Sahoo
JAI SARASWATI
CUTTAK BOYS
02) Anura Parida
SHY STARE
03) Juan Lenju
MY PAINTING
04) Sainutan Samantray
MY ART
Ankit Sahoo
Verse 1
In the realm of knowledge, where wisdom reigns
There's a goddess revered, with a gentle, loving refrain
Saraswati, the embodiment of art and sound
With a veena in her hand, she orchestrates life all around
Chorus
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
We invoke your presence, oh goddess of wisdom's might
Illuminate our minds, with the light of knowledge bright
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
Verse 2
With a swan as her mount, she glides across the mind
Bringing insight and creativity, to all who seek to find
The secrets of the universe, in the harmony of sound
Saraswati's blessings, echo all around
Chorus
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
We invoke your presence, oh goddess of wisdom's might
Illuminate our minds, with the light of knowledge bright
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
Bridge
In the silence, we hear her voice
Guiding us on our journey, through life's joys and choice
With every note, a story unfolds
Of the divine feminine, where wisdom is told
Chorus
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
We invoke your presence, oh goddess of wisdom's might
Illuminate our minds, with the light of knowledge bright
Om Aim Saraswatyai Namaha
This song is a tribute to Lord Saraswati, the Hindu goddess of knowledge, music, and the arts. May her blessings inspire creativity, wisdom, and harmony in our lives.
Ankit Sahoo
Scene 1: Introduction
[The scene opens with four friends, Sumeet, Raja, Bunty, and Chiku, sitting at a street food stall in Cuttack.]
Sumeet: "Dudes, have you tried these dahibara-aludam? They're amazing!"
Raja: "Yeah, I know, right? I've been eating them since I was a kid."
Bunty: "You know what's even better? The cricket matches we play at the Barabati Stadium!"
Chiku: "Guys, let's not get too distracted. We have a big match coming up this weekend."
Scene 2: Sumeet's Father
[The scene shifts to Sumeet's house, where his father is scolding him for playing cricket.]
Sumeet's Father: "Sumeet, I've told you before. Cricket is just a waste of time. You need to focus on your studies."
Sumeet: "But Dad, cricket is my passion. And I'm good at it too!"
Sumeet's Father: "I don't care about your passion. What I care about is your future."
Scene 3: Raja's Love Interest
[The scene shifts to a park in Cuttack, where Raja is trying to woo a girl named Priya.]
Raja: "Priya, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Will you go out with me?"
Priya: "Raja, I'm flattered. But I'm not sure if my parents will approve of us dating."
Raja: "Don't worry about that. I'll take care of everything."
Scene 4: The Big Match
[The scene shifts to the Barabati Stadium, where the Cuttack Boys are playing a crucial match against their arch-rivals from Bhubaneswar.]
Bunty: "Guys, this is it! We have to win this match!"
Chiku: "Don't worry, we've got this. We've been practicing for weeks."
Sumeet: "Let's do this, guys! Let's show them what we're made of!"
[The match begins, and the Cuttack Boys play with all their heart. In the end, they emerge victorious, winning the match and bringing pride to their city.]
Scene 5: Conclusion
[The scene shifts to the street food stall, where the friends are celebrating their victory.]
Raja: "Dudes, we did it! We won the match!"
Bunty: "And we couldn't have done it without each other."
Chiku: "We make a great team, guys. Let's stick together and conquer the world!"
Sumeet: "Agreed! And let's not forget to enjoy the dahibara-aludam along the way!"
Ankit Sahoo is a student of Grade 9 at Global Indian Model School at Cuttack, Odisha. A son of teacher-parents, he is a brilliant student and has a deep passion for literature. He is highly talented and is a poet and writer of great promise. He has won the Story Mirror App Best Young Writer Award in 2023 and the Pen award in 2024. He was placed 3rd at the Block Level Essay Writing Competition organised by Sambada in 2024.
Anura Parida
Monday, the sky as calm as that one leaf clutching to dear life,
Not a single breeze, the leaf still alive.
The wind, too, scarcely windy,
What a shame to see the wittering thrive.
Tuesday, they sky as bright as stars sparkle in daylight,
The breeze too wild, not caring if the leaf is alive.
Somehow another day it managed to survive,
Greedy, to breath it all to see it thrive.
Wednesday, the sky as blue as the unforgettable name as the flower,
Light and pastel, the sky, as the birds above hover.
Today beside the leaf a flower bud,
Calm as the wind this day always my beloved.
Thursday, a bit too silent as a sleepy bear,
The breeze too cozy, if you compare.
Drowsy as, wind’s hand is going through your hair,
The flower beside the leaf now bigger if you compare.
Friday, is cloudy and nice as a little hare,
The wind is fast yet graceful moving silently in the air.
The sun rays visible, but the sun not there,
The flower beside the leaf, plumpy, giving me a shy stare.
Saturday is sunny but not harsh as molten gold,
The sun of the glowing metal but cold.
The wind lost and balked,
The flower wanting to bloom but stopped.
Sunday early and a brilliant day as that of rose gold,
The wind running from where it forgot.
Could be a productive day if your mind controlled,
And just like the flower you can too unfold.
I am Anura Parida, a 12-year-old creative writer currently studying in the 8th grade. Ever since I can remember, words have been my closest companions, and poetry has become my heartfelt expression.
Through my writing, I explore the tapestry of emotions that color my world – from the joy of friendship to the contemplation of life's mysteries.
Besides being a writer, I am an avid reader, devouring classics and contemporary literature alike, which helps me expand my creative horizons.
Art, in all its forms, holds a special place in my heart, and I enjoy sketching and painting to complement my poetic musings. Thank you for reading, and I look forward to sharing this beautiful world of creative writing with you all!
Juan Lenju
I am Juan Lenju, brother of Julian Lenju. I am in the fourth grade at Dawn International School. I am nine years old, kind and friendly, and looking out for adventures. I like making new friends, swimming, playing football and drawing. I sketch very fast and most of my drawings end up like cartoons. That is what my grandma says. I am happy helping others and animals and even insects. I like learning new things and even languages. I communicate in Hindi with my sibling, which only we understand. Sometimes, I create on-the-spot short stories and recite them to the amazement of my granny, who says it is spoken word poetry. My aim, now is to become a footballer. I also like to make people around me laugh and smile. I like being called Dany, which is my pet name
Sainutan Samantray
Sainutan Samantray is a student of Class - 9 in a reputed school in Cuttack, Odisha. He has been a prolific painter since his childhood and has won many awards, notable among them being -Two times 1st prize in Mahanadi Festival Art Competition, and 2nd Prize in Mallhar Art Competition.
His motto in life is to represent Odisha's Traditions through his art.
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