Oeuvres of a roller coaster ride

I joined this school in the year 2010, A little girl, who was shy and introverted. I slowly started engaging myself in activities. From dancing in the annual day initially, ending up as Assistant Director at Harvard Model United Nations.

 On 28^th January, 2016, I became the Cultural Secretary of The PSBB Millennium School. I always knew that if I had to contest for Elections, I’d choose this post. I knew what I was signing for, a huge, yet magnificent opportunity. A chance to redefine myself, an adventure to take my school to greater heights. Ever since the day my term commenced, I took up my post with full solemnity, right from organizing “Au Revoir” to Tarang, preparing a team and going for Culturals, MUNs and debates, it’s been a monumental ride.

 Tarang is undoubtedly, the best thing that happened to me in the academic year 2016, which undeniably included, getting into astringent controversies, brawls and ghastly disputation, but, we all remained unflappable and dealt with it meekly. It wasn’t just making Tarang a success that mattered, it was the unity and coordination between teachers and students, leadership skills and organizing skills that have been imbibed in us. This school has given me a fair bit, the manifestation that I always wanted, the colossal experience and perspicacity that has moulded my personality. I also feel that doing something as a cultural secretary is just a small token of gratitude,that I repay back to such a magnanimous school.

One person I would wholeheartedly thank is Mrs. Sita Umamaheshwaran, our former Principal and now The Director training, who has always supported me, right from the day I joined this school. This being my final year at school, being a part of the Student Council Body has been a remarkable journey and a memory that would never obliterate. Thank you PSBB Millennium.

My note to all Millenniumites would be, never feel discouraged or apprehensive to embrace any fair opportunities that the school caters to you, be virtuous, ardent and serene, it’ll all fall in place, just right. This place, is not just a school, it’s home, and the people in it, are not just mere humans, but family, so cherish every minute in school, make it the best time of your life, so that when you look back one day you can very proudly say;

“Oh, I studied in The PSBB Millennium School, and I had the best time ever.”

Shrea Suresh

Allegories Untold

There is a side of me,
that nobody understands.
There is a part of me,
that nobody fathoms,
The heart, mind and soul,
as wild as a maniac's dream,
some fulfilled, some untold
trapped in a rib cage, so bleak.

There they are, my stars,
laughing at my melancholy
There they are, my scars,
reminiscing the stinging memories,
My eyes, my lips, my hands,
trembling like a hurricane,
as sour as rolling teardrops,
like acid on brittle mortal.

Here I stand today,
falling morose and frail,
Here I am, this instant
full of befuddling perplexes.
alive with my secrets,
obscure like intimate malady.
Irate with my regrets,
shattering the inner me.

A letter to my friend

Dear Shruti,

A new year has begun, and it's been around 3 months since you left all of us. Things have changed, people have changed, somethings have got better whereas somethings have gotten worse. 

I don't know how exactly to explain to you what is going on in my mind right now, but I do know that you're watching me, that you're my darling guardian angel who will always guide me through the right way, I know that you're around me seeing what I'm going through, I need you to know that it's really sad how people change within a very short span of time, about how time flies and affects all of us very indirectly yet to precisely. It kinda hurts you know. But I'm also glad that he got people by my side to hold me and act as a source of happiness in my life. 

Lately, I've kept myself occupied with things so that nothing really gets into my head and I don't spend time thinking about it rather than doing my work, but I can't seem to help it. I feel miserable sometimes and happy otherwise. I'm getting weirder day by day. I don't know what is going on, if I'm confused, or if I'm morose. It's kinda complex and I'm sure only you can understand me. Thanks for listening to me patiently and never complaining, you're one person I could rely on and trust blindly in this world full of hypocrites, I know you will stay by my side no matter what and never backstab me. 

I really hope things change and get back to normal, I hope I am not way to delusional right now, reality is hard, I am facing hardships living with it you know, but this is something I've learned from you, never to give up and fight till the last moment. You're my inspiration shruti. I hope you are listening to me, you love blogging and I'm sure your up there with a laptop with you and headphones on listening to your favourite songs, maybe watching or planning Harry Potter part 1000 with Harry's great grand children or maybe watching One tree hill again, and reading blogs of mine, as you liked it. 

But yeah, I know you're here for me and will be always. 

I'm never usually like this you know, it might be the exam stress or the fear of moving to 12th grade, but everything around me is swiftly moving and It seems to go out of my control, anyhow, thanks for keeping an eye on me. 

I honestly, truly, faithfully love you and I miss you very much. Come back to me soon if possible. 

Thanks for everything. 

Yours lovingly 

Shrea.