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When I Look into the Mirror…

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When I look into the mirror,
I see myself as but an actor,
When I look into the mirror,
I feel like a mortal, but mere-er,
When I look into the mirror,
Is it me I see, or someone dearer?

When I glance at my reflection,
I look like someone deep in thought, in contemplation,
When I glance at my reflection,
The raw light in me takes a deflection,
When I glance at my reflection,
I always have a fear of rejection,

When I peer into clear glass,
The ugliness inside of me, does amass,
When I peer into clear glass,
I see myself for who I really am, plainly crass,
When I peer into clear glass,
The truth is seen, greener than other-side grass,

When I view the perfectly-clear water,
I see myself as the perfect daughter,
When I view the perfectly-clear water,
The darkness within me, I do wish to slaughter,
When I view the perfectly-clear water,
I feel like a deserted marauder,

When I search for myself in the pure lenses,
Would I then, finally come to my senses?
When I search for myself in the pure lenses,
Will my soul finally take a consensus?
When I search for myself in the pure lenses,
Of who I am, behind all the pretenses?

When I look into the mirror,
I finally see myself, but clearer.

ANVI TUTEJA

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Thy Code, Neu Felles Errantes

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All those who wander,

Are never truly lost,

However, fears I do not launder,

Everything comes at a cost,

Take, a peek, or two if you dare,

Though do not expect a welcome swell,

In fact, expect a few of snarl and glare,

For here, all kinds do dwell…

The horrors contained here, I do not sugarcoat,

Creatures, demons of all types,

Witches, traitors, liars, murderers, and turncoats,

Ones who’ll wait to eat, till you’re ripe,

I will no advice to be without fear,

For only fools and children are unscared,

Though I will say to not fear itself: fear,

Contrary to what popular opinion cared,

Now seven truths, I will give,

Never fear the dark, and what it may contain,

Never judge a person, by what they may misgive,

It is of utmost importance, A ledger you maintain,

For you must learn from sin and pay forgotten debt,

Never interfere in the natural order of life,

Else you must may the red price; three are now left,

Embrace, joy of the world, and swear to end all strife,

Be forever alone, as thy life may hold dear to the world,

To end with utmost importance,

For danger, dark and hate, no fear must you in your heart hold,

For there is light to be found, errantes, hidden perchance.

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The Opportunity of a Life Time

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My Experience as a TEDx Speaker

This was an opportunity of a lifetime, well, all of my eleven years at least!  I had been selected to speak at a TEDx event organized by Faculty of Management Studies, Delhi University.  The conference organizers had been so impressed with my robot building skills and my discussions on technology that they invited me as a speaker to share my ideas and perspectives on how the new technology can impact kids in the future.

I took a deep breath and calmed my nerves as I walked on stage for my TEDx talk. I knew what to say, I had been practicing all week. I remembered my parents’ instructions to talk slowly and make a joke if things go south but as I reached center stage all my confidence evaporated, my voice shook and all my anxiousness was as clear as day in my talk. I messed up the first line of the talk but my father’s proud face, my mother’s supportive one, my grandfather’s hopeful one and my grandmother’s happy face drove me to success. My confidence never wavered after that until the time my demonstration malfunctioned.  This time I remained calm and tried the demonstration again.  It was successful and was rewarded by loud applause.

I spoke with hope up until the end of my talk, when I took a pause and waited with bated breath for the audience’s verdict. The crowd gave me thunderous applause and a standing ovation. To my pleasant surprise, I was then requested to pull out a lucky draw to choose a winner and also received a token of appreciation from the Faculty of Management Services. I walked away with my confidence soaring, my pride strong and my dignity intact.

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School Blues

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Hier kann mann die Deutsches lesen – https://anvituteja.com/2021/05/24/schul-blues/
You can read the german translation here – https://anvituteja.com/2021/05/24/schul-blues/

I said with a sigh,

The syllabus is atrocious,

No, I’m not being precocious,

What do they expect?

That we must always be perfect!

I solemnly feel,

And I put on it a seal,

That the school has no heart,

Their words sting like a poison dart,

Exam after Exam,

The teachers have no mercy,

By the end of the day we can barely see,

Our eyes are crossed over with the flu of Orthonecee,

So much studying,

We’ll never hear them say class dismissed or ever hear the bell’s ding,

Sleeping in class is a no-no,

While not taking notes is your foe,

Taking a break is deadly,

Like the poison of Weedrosisly,

The fateful day will come,

When you cannot write anymore because your fingers are numb,

The terror is over,

You chew your nails

And pull your hair,

You bite your lip

For the result is here,

You are filled with fear,

As you look at your marks with a tear,

That you realize, You’ve taken the first prize!

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My Feelings on Hospitals Series

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My Feelings on Hospitals Part I

Hospitals have traditionally been described as places to receive treatment for medical ailments, maladies, wounds and as dispensaries of surgery and tests. The same treatments can be obtained from a witch’s cauldron, though I heartily hope you won’t consider it be a quick replacement to your local hospital. Children’s books, however, describe hospitals as scary…

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My Feelings on Hospitals Part II

Read Part I of this series here…In my last post, I spoke about how hospitals had been described. In the second part of this series, I would like to talk about my experience with Hospitals. After all, this is called ‘My Feelings on Hospitals.’ I personally have never been to a hospital (thank god), and…

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My Feelings on Hospitals Part II

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Read Part I of this series here…
In my last post, I spoke about how hospitals had been described. In the second part of this series, I would like to talk about my experience with Hospitals. After all, this is called ‘My Feelings on Hospitals.’

I personally have never been to a hospital (thank god), and I’m talking about a proper hospital. I have been to clinics a lot and I think my pediatrician is just about done with me, ’cause my medical file must be eating a lot of space on her tablet.
I have tons of allergies including dust (How on earth can you undust everything?), smoke (There goes my cooking career. Goodbye Masterchef!) and chlorine (Thanks a lot, dad. Now I can never have a real summer of fun because I can’t swim in chlorinated water, which just happens to be 90% of all water). But I don’t like to complain.

I have had a lot of interesting incidences. From tormenting black kernels of popcorn in noses leading to a traumatising instance with the doctor threatening to cut my nose off if I did not cooperate, (He actually said that! And he pointed to the guy outside his office with heavy bandages covering his entire nose. I was scared!) to me being extremely overenthusiastic (still true) to see my mother after school leading to an extremely painful and embarrassing accident with me rolling down two flights of stairs (i’m not really still into that) and ending with bleeding knees in the backseat of a car.

Don’t worry, I’m alright even if I still have the scars to prove it. (wink) I could regale you with multiple anecdotes of my narrow misses of death (brushes invisible speck of dust off shoulder) but this post is not about that. (also, do you think I should? make a post about that I mean? never mind, I’m getting off-topic)

The point of all of my incessant rambling is, Hospitals can be amazing! They symbolise hope and cure and all of the developments of the 21st century (as opposed to Jane Austen’s 19th century). They save lives and hey, anyone who gives out free desk candy, is okay in my book.

And just like the previous post of this series, I’m ending this with a thought. Do you think hospitals symbolise hope or are they just a painful and cruel reminder to all those who loved the people medicine just couldn’t save? Ponder on that and I’ve given the English teachers something to make all you lazybones write about. Sorry, I did mention I sold out for fame and freedom, right?

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Higher Power Series

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This is a flash poetry series.

Higher Power I

Am I lied to?Is there some higher power I can cry to?What’s behind those smiles?Feeling like a puppet to your wiles,Tell me now, to my face,Will I ever be first in the race? ANVI TUTEJA -with you till the end of the line, pal-

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Higher Power II

would you care?if i never said another word,would you care?if i never wrote another verse,would you care?if i never played another note,would you care?if i never sang another tune,would you care? ANVI TUTEJA -with you till the end of the line, pal-

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Higher Power III

Every action monitored,Like everything I did mattered,Well, I’m flattered,But the challenges have left me battered,So as I lay here with my dying breath,I embrace you with open arms: death,Because whatever tortures you have waiting in your hells,Are nothing compared to the nightmares of being myself. ANVI TUTEJA -with you till the end of the line,…

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Beauty is Unity in Diversity

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Diversity does not mean,

Everyone’s the same, in how we seem,

Diversity does not imply,

That we get together to celebrate or to cry,

Diversity does not promote,

Everyone painted with same coat,

No, Diversity-Unity, that is true,

But Unity does not mean, same goals, we will pursue,

Unity in Diversity, is life’s truest mantra,

Whether we believe in Jesus, Rama, Allah or even Santa!

Respecting each other’s differences, that is true joy,

Not making vicious comments or simply being coy,

The world is filled, with all kinds of races,

People from all cultures, religions, castes and graces,

Humans are not a box of perfectly matched 2B pencils,

Or a set of matched shiny utensils,

We are a bunch of mismatched sharpies,

But when one is threatened, we come together as an army,

We are all unique, but humanity is in our togetherness,

When God was doling out, he was very generous,

If He had intended, we would all be the one,

But we all stand under the same Sun,

Together, we can save the world,

Finally achieve the immortal-peace we have earned,

Learning from past mistakes,

The future is ours to take!

Nature does not discriminate,

State, colour and creed, it does not rate,

We are together and as forever such we shall remain,

Fighting together against pain, stain and bane!

Remember, Unity begins with You,

If not You, then Who?

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Time Freeze

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Why?!

Why am I stuck here,

Everyone has moved on,

Yet I’m a child so mere,

Everyone wakes at dawn,

Yet I can’t make myself,

Move till noon,

Everyone manages time themselves,

Yet I don’t study till exams are too soon!

Why am I still stuck, an adolescent,

Everyone is stiff and serious,

Yet I do everything for amusement,

I am so tedious,

Under work pressure, I lament,

But everyone is as fast as lightning,

I want to mingle with everyone,

I wish in lessons we could sing,

All I want to do is have some fun

Why has the universe left me behind,

Everyone is prim and proper,

My own happiness, I must find,

They all have just one goal – to be the topper,

They behave like adults,

But now, playing seems like a con,

Everyone has joined their own cults,

But will come a day when I must move on,

What must I do, to get out of this time freeze,

I shan’t worry about the future,

I take things like a breeze,

I must find happiness in a sense of fun

I say this, being quite demure,

Adulthood has come to lure

And I’m absolutely, completely, sure,

Laughter is the only cure!!!

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My Feelings on Hospitals Part I

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Hospitals have traditionally been described as places to receive treatment for medical ailments, maladies, wounds and as dispensaries of surgery and tests. The same treatments can be obtained from a witch’s cauldron, though I heartily hope you won’t consider it be a quick replacement to your local hospital.

Children’s books, however, describe hospitals as scary with lots of sharp instruments and painful treatments. Thus, every child grows up with natural impulse to hate the Doctor’s and that’s just before the needles start flashing.

Middle-Year Fiction for Teenagers describe hospitals as cold and dreary with desolate coloring, over cheery nurses who act like they’re just out of Pants on Fire and a store of old people and patients depressed about their life.

Movies based on Jane Austen’s novels which take place in the 1800s, show Doctor’s as completely inexperienced, with painful and useless torture methods…uh, I mean, cures, of course and being primarily and absolutely male. Which is no doubt a leading cause of their inexperience. That, and the fact medicinal practices were awfully outdated and that praying was the main hope for patients. Always remember, Satan takes his dues!

Hospitals. To me, a person who is prone to allergies and colds at the worst possible time, (for example: during a world wide epidemic of a virus with no cure) hospitals symbolize everything that could or could not, will or will not happen. It’s like a crossroads and I’m blindfolded and covered in a sack and blindly walking to what I hope is best. Of course, Hospitals can be good too, yes I’m serious. Every time I go to the Optician, I get a new power for new glasses, which is always fun. So Hospitals like almost everything in life are pro and con. The only question left to raise is, which aspect will you focus on?

So after all that, what really are hospitals? Are they all the things above or none of them? Take your time choosing. Me? I’m going to sit safely at home and spend my time groveling and praying to the gods for mercy against COVID-19. Happy 3rd Day of Navratri!
Read Part II of this series here…

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