Hoi Suruma. Your Pop and Mom call you Suruma, don't they? I should have guessed at the beginning itself. Your blog itself is called 'Suruma Writes On...' And all the while I was calling you Jasmine (probably your name in school, am I right?). My brain is a little slow. It is used to be as fast as yours when I was young... But that is not the subject I wanted to write on. It is about your new poem. Are you some kind of a magician? Only magicians can bring out something from nothing. I have seen them producing rabbits out of hats. A wave of the magic wand and suddenly, wonder of wonders, there is a rabbit with long ears jumping out of a hat. Exactly like that you have written a beautiful poem with no subject at all. Congragulations!!! Keep writing. Everything is subject for a poem if you look at it with beautiful eyes. Your father, mother, friend, cat, donkey... Of course, they do not look similar. But you can write poems on each one of them in different ways. Venu Uncle.
wow...yesterday i saw you but could not write a test....its really great dat u'r writing at this age....good ....i'm really happy to see you with good creative style....keep writing ma little one.....wish you all da best....luv thomman k.
After winning the FIRST prize in the state level "Dr. P.C ALEXANDER MEMORIAL Extempore Speech Competition 2014 ,English Junior Category along with winners from other categories .This photo was published in the first page of Malayala Manorama Daily on 12 th Jan 2014. Girl with red shirt is me!
A news about my blog was given in Indian Express news paper. It was on 8 th September, the day my school was reopened. It was a nice day I went to school with the news paper. I showed it to my friends .All of them congratulated me . I showed it to Roshan, he said ‘ it might be some other child in your same name ’, I said that the picture which I drew during the ART period was there in the news paper When the bell rang, I showed it to my class teacher. She congratulated me she then passed the news paper to so many teachers. Then some how it got in my headmistress ’ s hands. After some time my class teacher told me that my headmistress called me. I thought it was to scold me. Iwas really scared. When I entered the room and went near her the teacher took my hand and congratulated. She was very happy T Then our Headmistress took me near my principal. We got inside the room. Our Father was also there. She showed the paper to them and introduced me to
Hoi Suruma. Your Pop and Mom call you Suruma, don't they? I should have guessed at the beginning itself. Your blog itself is called 'Suruma Writes On...' And all the while I was calling you Jasmine (probably your name in school, am I right?). My brain is a little slow. It is used to be as fast as yours when I was young...
ReplyDeleteBut that is not the subject I wanted to write on. It is about your new poem. Are you some kind of a magician? Only magicians can bring out something from nothing. I have seen them producing rabbits out of hats. A wave of the magic wand and suddenly, wonder of wonders, there is a rabbit with long ears jumping out of a hat. Exactly like that you have written a beautiful poem with no subject at all. Congragulations!!! Keep writing. Everything is subject for a poem if you look at it with beautiful eyes. Your father, mother, friend, cat, donkey... Of course, they do not look similar. But you can write poems on each one of them in different ways.
Venu Uncle.
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ReplyDeletewow...yesterday i saw you but could not write a test....its really great dat u'r writing at this age....good ....i'm really happy to see you with good creative style....keep writing ma little one.....wish you all da best....luv thomman k.
ReplyDeletethank you thomman uncle- Jasmin Naur
ReplyDeletethank you venu uncle
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