EDITORIAL

THE CREATIVE CORNER inaugurated its activities for the academic year 2011-12 with a bang on the 16^th of September, with the launch of the CREATIVE CARNIVAL- an intra-collegiate literary fest, which even inspired the teachers to come forward and participate! What more could we have asked for!

The seminar hall was jam packed for talk by Radio Jockey Sreeja Mohan of FM RAINBOW which was encouragingly interactive with the students loving every moment of their interaction with her. She said it best when she said, "It is not old fashioned to be nice. A sense of responsibility is a prime asset not only for a Radio Jockey but for all professions."

As the semester comes to an end, we at THE CREATIVE CORNER are here with the 2^nd edition! Speaking of the ignorance that a majority of Indians live in regarding the North Eastern Indian states, Namita highlights the struggle of Irom Sharmila, which makes for a powerful read. Furthering the tone, Narayan takes up the case of the inequality of law when it comes to punishing ‘corrupt’ politicians. Do not miss the refreshing poems by Raghunandan, Varsha, Suhasini and Navya which explore the depth of the human mind in altered states. Finally, the brilliant write up on the ‘Orator who fell.. .’ will surely inspire many of you. The author has preferred to be called the ‘THE ORATOR’, and I am looking forward to the kind of buzz that it will generate.

I take this opportunity to thank all the contributors to the 2^nd edition of THE CREATIVE CORNER for their contributions. I hope the readers will cherish them as much as I have had the pleasure in reading them myself. The Department of English also extends its best wishes to you all for the on-going festive season. We wish you all a beautiful time ahead!

Do check out these posts at the online edition of THE CREATIVE CORNER at : www.mescreativecorner.in and do leave your comments and suggestions.

PANKAJ A. DESAI

EDITOR-IN-CHIEF

WHAT IS GOD?

When we look at things around us, we never feel them to be a miracle. We are so much indulged in and used to spending life with them that, we never bother to stop and ask ourselves- “Just where did they come from?”, this is a difficult question, of course. When a person finds something which is difficult, is unimportant, he stops bothering about it. The person must be unique, someone like Einstein to do just the opposite.

A layman shows the stars and the moon to his child to make the child eat his meal. The role of the moon or the stars in his life is limited to his child’s meal and never will it extend to his thoughts.

          Think about the Theory of Origin of Universe- ‘The Big Bang Theory’. That, a particle of enormous density exploded to bring the Universe into existence, is well accepted. But where did that particle come from? Something cannot come out of nothing. That particle obviously was born due to some power. That power can be called as ‘God’.

Of course, God is not as we imagine. We have confined the existence of God to Earth. If he were an ‘Earthian’, Earth would not have been created like any other heavenly body, without any special effects. Of course, Earth has life, but we cannot say that no other body in the Universe has life.

Non-believers of God demand the physical existence of God to be proved to them. A man after listening to a preacher, who was preaching about God and his miracles, asked the preacher to show him God. The preacher, without saying anything, hit the person’s head with a stone. Blood started oozing out and the man yelled with pain. The preacher asked the person if it was paining. The man said that, it was. The preacher asked him to show the pain, to which the person replied that he couldn’t. The preacher then said that he could see the man yelling but not the pain which was the cause. So by the same token, one could see the miracles of God, but not God himself.

    The preacher was a wise person. He knew the God is not in idols. He is universal and does not have a physical existence. Then, how is God? Maybe, he is a mass of infinite energy.

SUBMITTED BY:                ANURAGA M.P.

3^RD SEMESTER, B.A.

             

THE IMPORTANCE OF A TEACHER

“Teacher’s day is a tribute to the hard work & devotion of the teacher during all years spent in educating the children & helping them build their career with the quest to see an educated & developed nation.”

Since times immemorial, Indians have respected and idolized their teachers as God. Earlier, we used to call our teachers ‘Guru’ and now instead we respect as ‘Sir’ or ‘Madam’. Nevertheless, the role of teachers has remained the same. They were, are and will continue to be our guide & sole responsible for the overall development of our career & behavior in their personal life; it’s an extreme respect or an expression toward their hard work in helping us build our career that we celebrate Teacher’s Day in India.

In India, Teacher’s Day is celebrated on 5^th of September every year. Indian Teacher’s Day is dedicated to Dr.Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, who was an enthusiastic advocate of education and one of the greatest scholars and teachers of all times, apart from being the first Vice President and the second President of India. As a mark of respect to this phenomenal teacher, his birthday came to be observed as Teacher’s Day in the country.

On this day it’s important to remember that every student’s relationship with his/her teacher can influence in their academic success, Teachers are those who respect our ideas and thoughts & make us build our career growth, we should be grateful to their shared wisdoms with us, a good teacher is always like a candle which light the way you move in your life, they become something who is very special, for every steps we take we just remember what our teachers said, which step is appropriate if our teacher would be here, what would be his or her steps, that the importance of teachers teaching.

On this day I feel that every student have forgotten the moral values of a teacher, they have forgotten how important you are, your dedication, passion in building our career and behavior, it’s time for a reminder for those students who have started thinking that they have become smart enough & who feel that they are not in need of a teacher, it’s time to remember their hard work who encouraged, motivated, challenged, inspired & made you know better about the world & world started recognizing you, wherever you reach in your life, your teacher will always be a teacher forever even if you reach the moon. When you are a kid, she is the one who takes out the hidden talent of yours, & make a perfect blend of strengthening you by modeling herself in a good character, and respect for one another to focus on their strength more than their weakness, she gives you the freedom to make your decision of your own to become more responsible so that you can stand on your own.

I thank my teacher for giving me to write an article about teachers.

I am glad that I got this golden opportunity of writing about the values of teacher & remember my school days today.

On this day I request all to start respecting teacher values who have forgotten to respect.

SUBMITTED BY:         POOJA K.

                                      1^ST  SEMESTER, B.A.

CLOUD NINE

I started my day with

Myself on the cloud nine.

Each time my voice was not heard.

The cloud nine below me

Just dropped

And I fell on the ground

As a helpless drop of water

With a bag full of broken

Dreams in my hand

And tears in my eyes.

After all these years,

I have changed myself.

I no more start my day

With myself on the cloud nine.

My day starts with the alarm

Of the new clock in my room.

And my nights are filled with

Scaring silence.

But… again

When my mind tries to wander around

To reach the cloud nine

It comes back with the

Tick-tick of the new clock in my room.

SUBMITTED BY:                UJWALA S.

3^RD SEMESTER, BSc. ‘I’

A FEELING THAT NEVER ENDS

My heart feels the depth of your love,

Yet, feels the helplessness.

I know not how I found you,

But found you in my heart.

I came in search of you,

But, found you in search of the other.

Ask me not how much it pains,

All that I know is,

It hurts and hurts…

SUBMITTED BY:         P. SOUMYA

3^RD SEMSTER, B.A (S.E.E)

LANGUAGES IN DANGER

Although, many languages have come into existence and died away throughout human history, it was only in the 1990’s, following the publication of a series of worldwide surveys, that people began to notice that the rate of disappearance was significantly increasing. The thrust of these facts is easy to summarize, even though it is impossible to be exact. Of the 6000 or so languages in the world, in the course of the present century – an average of one language is dying out every two weeks or so. It is a rate of loss unprecedented in recorded history.

  But, it is important to stress that all dominant languages are involved in the disappearance of the less-spoken and written languages. The impact of dominant languages on minority languages is a matter of universal concern, and the role of English is especially implicated. The growth of English as a global language is not the sole factor in explaining language endangerment. Although, it is English that has been the critical factor in the disappearance of languages in such parts of the world as Australia and North America, this language is of little relevance when we consider the corresponding losses that have taken place in South America or in many parts of Asia, where such languages as Spanish, Portuguese, Russian, Arabic and Chinese have replaced local languages. Nor, for that matter, it is always the chief factor in colonial Africa, where inter-ethnic and inter-religious rivalries at a local level are often the reason for the endangerment of a particular language.

A language dies when the last person who speaks it dies or as some people say, it dies when “the second-last person has nobody to talk to”. A language lives on, after these deaths, only if it has been written down or recorded in some way. When people die, they leave signs for their presence in the world, in the form of their dwelling places, burial mounds and artifacts – in a word, their archaeology. But, spoken language leaves no archaeology. When a language dies which has never been documented, it is as if it has never been.

In a survey which was published in 1999 by the US Summer Institute of Linguistics Organisation, Ethnologne, there were fifty-one languages with just one speaker left – twenty eight of them in Australia alone. There were 500 languages in the world with fewer than 100 speakers; 1500 with fewer than 1000 speakers; over 3000 languages with fewer than 10,000 speakers; and a staggering 5000 languages with fewer than 1,00,000 speakers. It turns out that 96% of the world’s languages are spoken by just 4% of the people. It is perhaps no wonder that so many languages are in danger. The figure of 1,00,000 in the examples of endangered languages, sometimes takes people by surprise. So, is a language with 1,00,000 speakers safe? The evidence is to the contrary. Such a language is not going to die next week or next year; there is no guarantee that it will be surviving in a couple of generations. It does not take a language long to disappear, once the will to continue with it leaves its community. In fact, the speed of decline has been one of the main findings of recent linguistic research.

The sequence of events affecting the endangered languages seems to be the same everywhere. The main reason can be – the present generation becomes increasingly proficient in the new language, identifying more with it, and finding their first language less relevant to their new needs. This is often accompanied by a feeling of shame about using the old languages, on the part of the parents as well as the children. Parents use the old language less and less with their children, or in front of their children, and when more children come to be born within the ‘new society’, there are obviously fewer opportunities to use that language.

Within a generation – sometimes even within a decade – a healthy bilingualism within a family can slip into a self-conscious semi-lingualism, and hence into a mono-lingualism which places that language one step nearer to extinction.

SUBMITTED BY:                  NEERAJA B. SHRINGERI

                                                1^ST SEMESTER, B.A. (H.E.E.)

HEART IS A TEMPLE OF PEACE, NOW!

HEART IS A TEMPLE OF PEACE, NOW!

Its all fading away, 

the enchanted world, i once dreamt of

the night has begun and winter made its mould

now even my heart is cold

Why is everything so distant,

while the sky seems to fold you in its arms,

and you can’t reach out to it! Emotions seem 

like a stranger in the wild ocean of mind!!

The fierce storm tumbles the queen of oceans

all her way to the coast, sails frozen to death

Fog with its blanket of white, and sailors baffled

by a blindfold curtailed to reach out

to the chaotic world, just like me!

Heart is a temple of peace now.

But why is it incapable

to feel what it did, and

why does love seems to loathe your soul now?

Loneliness excavates your heart,

and makes its way through to mind,

then you're in love with it,

until you fall in love again!!

does it portray signs of strength?

or that of the inevitable sufferings?

by now, night has lost its darkness,

and so has life, day is fighting its way,

piercing the black clouds of the night!

Just like how hope springs up,

and fights odds with the mind,

for now, i realise nights do exist,

but they ain't powerful as a bright day.

Sun shines high and spreads its warmth,

such that even the darkest of minds,

fall in love with the brightness of spring!!

SUBMITTED BY:         VARSHA PUROHIT

5^TH SEMESTER, BCom. ‘B’