Author Dr S Padmapriya

  A short story by eleven year old, V.Varsha Shree -  *Mother Earth's Plight*  Mother Earth was very unhappy. Humans were dirtying her elegant coat of air with their silly man-made smoke. She called out to some of the volcanoes on her surface and instructed them to erupt. "Let them know how it feels to get dirtied by smoke", she thought. Many volcanoes erupted on Mother Earth's cue, but to no avail. The humans were dirtied for a while, but they just released more smoke with their silly technology. Soon, Mother Earth was quite ill, since some of the smoke had entered her nose. She couldn't bear it anymore. She started gasping for breath, quite often. She was very angry with the humans. The birds and animals were suffering, too. They came to her with their problems but she couldn't help them, being terribly ill. One day, Wise Owl came to her with a possible solution. He had brought Bat with him. "Your Highness, Bat has a new friend, Corona, with him. Corona...

 The Government of India tracks the following criteria to define the eligibility of language to be considered for classification as “classical language”: • Extraordinary antiquity of its early transcripts or verified history over a period of 1500-2000 years. • A body of ancient literature or texts, which is considered a valuable heritage by generations of speakers. • The literary tradition should be original and unique, and certainly not hired from another language community. • The classical language and literature being diverse from modern, there may also be a discontinuity among the classical language and its later forms or its sprouts. Classical Languages • In 2004, the Government of India declared Tamil as the Classical Language of India. • In 2005, right after Tamil, the government declared Sanskrit as a Classical Language of India. These two languages are undeniably parental sources for several languages belonging to the Indo-European family and the Dravidian family of ...

 Teachers  Teachers are trailblazers, Quenching the thirst for knowledge,  They are the torchbearers! Socrates was a philosopher, But first and foremost, He was a preacher, It was this latter bit that, That made him a master! They made us learn letters, The words came flowing, The sentences of life were made! They are living institutions, Holding in them, a revolution, To benefit from them, Let us start now, Wit full determination! Dr.S.Padmapriya 

  What Made Me a Poet?   Roshogullas, roshomalai,mishtidoi, Padma, Brahmaputra, the rains, the rivers, Rotund faces, pink cheeks, flowers, The beauty of Bengal made me a Poetess. The green smelly flies, The fish all around, Love and beauty made me a poet. Knowing the worst of human behaviour, Makes one the best of poets. Sorrow and joy made me a poet. The dance of colours, The music of weathers, Bright dresses, Children, dreamless, Fear, anger, hurt, ego, helplessness, hopelessness, All made me a poet. S.Padmapriya  

  Ode to Kerala Dr.S.Padmapriya   Decked up in the fragrance of a million myriad hues of forest flowers Steeped in verdant mysteries of ancient history Blessed by the oceans and the seas South Indian beauty beyond compare First born of God's earthy children Born from the compassion of The Heavens Looked after by passion incarnate nature Soaked in splendorous waterfalls and rivers  Bathed in the warmth of surreptitious sunlight Kerala, with one foot in the waters and the other on the sands Land of Mahabali, great asura king in the Matsya Purana Sent to the netherworld by Vamana - Vishnu Avatara Backwaters stretching to the length of imagination Into prurient human hearts Muse of poets..... Blessed by water in every form and girth River water- falls....rains...and sea! The land of elephants, coconuts, bananas, roses red Nature has given this flamboyant woman, Its finest! Advance Happy Onam Wishes to one and all! 😊✨️

 * Teachers* ( 'Guru' - one who removes darkness) Teachers are trailblazers, Quenching the thirst for knowledge,  They are the torchbearers! Socrates was a philosopher, But first and foremost, He was a preacher, It was this latter bit that, That made him a master! They made us learn letters, The words came flowing, The sentences of life were made! They are living institutions, Holding in them, a revolution, To benefit from them, Let us start now, Wit full determination!   Dr.S.Padmapriya