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My school journey
Hi my self Vani Vias also named as ( Vanas Creations) meaning beautiful creations. How are you all doing by the way I am doing greate
guys today I want to acknowledge you and share a short story of my school life .
I was just 4 years old when my parents get my addmission in a girls convent school in uttrakhand Roorkee namely St.Anss Senior Secondary School Roorkee.
My 8th standard
One day in Our free period. I stared to think something and wrote a para in Hindi
"boond boond ha Pani ki ,
deti ha jeeva abhi,
Pani se jeeviat reha,
manuyash aur jeev jantu bhi"
and asked my Hindi teacher how is it she asked me how did you write it. It's greate complete this and show it to me.
slowly and gradually I wrote multiple poems with all corrections and beautifull meanings,
and word play but my studies got effected as my all attention was on writing poems and quotes. So my grades effected but poetry became my best friend.
Eventually one day my class teacher changed my seat and made my partner (Zoya)
she asked me how do you write. I thought her how to write poems in hindi and we wrote few poems together and she became my friend not only friends but but but best friends in my whole school life she is the only friends I had to whom I call my bestie.
During COVID -19
It's my birthday 3 oct 2021 I was in 9th standard and our online classes were going on Zoya -Happy Birthday dear Vani
Me - Thanks yarr tujha yaad tha
Zoya- ya but I wish ki school mein hota hum kittna maza aata.
Me- ha yarr but this COVID zab kaam kharab kar diya
Zoya - hi yarr
Class is link aagayi and we started attending our classes .
Class 10Th year 2022
We went to school for submitting our assignment and projects and notebooks for corrections . After 1 year we were metting we are super excited but guard uncle came and scolded us and sent us home. After a year we completed our class 10th
Stream Class 11th
Zoya and me on call.
Zoya- hi yarr what have you decided to take I am taking PCM , what about you.
Me- hi I have decided to take commerce
Zoya- accha chle for school mein milte ha
Me- chale theek ha
Session of class 11 started
Accounts teacher entered the class and started to teach, " me and my partner be like", ( math aur physics se bachna ke liya le dala subject commerce wala , jab padhna beetha commerce to Mila subject accounts jissne Mera demag tha pura hila dala).
After 6 ,7 months
My level of poetry writing reached on sky I was the only girl in my school who writes poem and also famous for writing poems ,
I wrote poems in hindi, English and represented it in school multiple times,
Our principel ma'am Ms.Alice who never praise anyone also appreciated me that when I felt like achive something but in my class my grades are getting reduced day by day I am trying hard but nothing seems to work .
Worst Time of My Life
One day Our Economics Teacher took a surprise test and I failed in it. So my friends who are jealous form my writing skills are coming to me and started to say that in group ( poems to chodd kar paddhi kar lo warna fail ho jaogi) they honestly wanted that I must fail.
But I stood and left that place ,after some time my parents started stopping me from writting poems , they teachers . I was dam dam dam sad that no one is understanding me my felling everyone wants I must stop writing but it's really tough for me every one my family friends and teachers are scolding me just a single person (Zoya) helped me.
But I was still not able to figure out how to make corrections in my mistakes. My past friends left me alone and no one wants to be my friend I got in a very serious condition seems like a phase of depression but when I said this then every one told me "tujhe pata bhi ha depression kaya hota " . But I cried in alone for multiple days not wrote a single poem and in school sat alone not talked to anyone started staying alone . And got lots of hate from every one but I didn't stop and contuned writing now see I have completed my 12th and also one of my book is getting published soon and also I created this account on Writco . So don't disappoint when you get hated accept it and work hard My dera friend.
Vani Vias
© Vanas Creations
guys today I want to acknowledge you and share a short story of my school life .
I was just 4 years old when my parents get my addmission in a girls convent school in uttrakhand Roorkee namely St.Anss Senior Secondary School Roorkee.
My 8th standard
One day in Our free period. I stared to think something and wrote a para in Hindi
"boond boond ha Pani ki ,
deti ha jeeva abhi,
Pani se jeeviat reha,
manuyash aur jeev jantu bhi"
and asked my Hindi teacher how is it she asked me how did you write it. It's greate complete this and show it to me.
slowly and gradually I wrote multiple poems with all corrections and beautifull meanings,
and word play but my studies got effected as my all attention was on writing poems and quotes. So my grades effected but poetry became my best friend.
Eventually one day my class teacher changed my seat and made my partner (Zoya)
she asked me how do you write. I thought her how to write poems in hindi and we wrote few poems together and she became my friend not only friends but but but best friends in my whole school life she is the only friends I had to whom I call my bestie.
During COVID -19
It's my birthday 3 oct 2021 I was in 9th standard and our online classes were going on Zoya -Happy Birthday dear Vani
Me - Thanks yarr tujha yaad tha
Zoya- ya but I wish ki school mein hota hum kittna maza aata.
Me- ha yarr but this COVID zab kaam kharab kar diya
Zoya - hi yarr
Class is link aagayi and we started attending our classes .
Class 10Th year 2022
We went to school for submitting our assignment and projects and notebooks for corrections . After 1 year we were metting we are super excited but guard uncle came and scolded us and sent us home. After a year we completed our class 10th
Stream Class 11th
Zoya and me on call.
Zoya- hi yarr what have you decided to take I am taking PCM , what about you.
Me- hi I have decided to take commerce
Zoya- accha chle for school mein milte ha
Me- chale theek ha
Session of class 11 started
Accounts teacher entered the class and started to teach, " me and my partner be like", ( math aur physics se bachna ke liya le dala subject commerce wala , jab padhna beetha commerce to Mila subject accounts jissne Mera demag tha pura hila dala).
After 6 ,7 months
My level of poetry writing reached on sky I was the only girl in my school who writes poem and also famous for writing poems ,
I wrote poems in hindi, English and represented it in school multiple times,
Our principel ma'am Ms.Alice who never praise anyone also appreciated me that when I felt like achive something but in my class my grades are getting reduced day by day I am trying hard but nothing seems to work .
Worst Time of My Life
One day Our Economics Teacher took a surprise test and I failed in it. So my friends who are jealous form my writing skills are coming to me and started to say that in group ( poems to chodd kar paddhi kar lo warna fail ho jaogi) they honestly wanted that I must fail.
But I stood and left that place ,after some time my parents started stopping me from writting poems , they teachers . I was dam dam dam sad that no one is understanding me my felling everyone wants I must stop writing but it's really tough for me every one my family friends and teachers are scolding me just a single person (Zoya) helped me.
But I was still not able to figure out how to make corrections in my mistakes. My past friends left me alone and no one wants to be my friend I got in a very serious condition seems like a phase of depression but when I said this then every one told me "tujhe pata bhi ha depression kaya hota " . But I cried in alone for multiple days not wrote a single poem and in school sat alone not talked to anyone started staying alone . And got lots of hate from every one but I didn't stop and contuned writing now see I have completed my 12th and also one of my book is getting published soon and also I created this account on Writco . So don't disappoint when you get hated accept it and work hard My dera friend.
Vani Vias
© Vanas Creations
