Pen”? Why “The Taunt Pen Inside this issue: “What do I call you? pages of your suffering don’t you even dare! Fountain pen, font notebooks, write a She is the rule setter of pen…” review of a book you this writing pad”. finished with your bed Little Voices “tuk tuk- “, my pen Thus was the dreamy sheets over your head Speak up 2 made a mocking sound talk of the puzzled Miss and a bright torchlight from within and snarled- Writer. Though friends held at hand. “why! The TAUNT know her better by the pen!”- wasn’t too tough And that is not enough, tag~ Editor in Chief! Poetry 3 miss writer! share you art works, or your fun comic strips . vantika Avantika 4 There you go! That’s the with us. And of course Is it just the "PEN" story behind my birth- the little tickling jokes students with uniforms That is mightier? 4 that are born inside and backpacks, students classrooms… Silent Aphrodite 4 without uniform, plus the stylish backpacks. “Enough!” “Enough! shouted Taunt Pen. “If you do all And now- can I say, I am Short Stories 5 here- the rambling here My for the students, by the “haughty Miss Pencil will 9th august 2010 6 students and of course miss the intro!” with the students. Oops! Here comes Miss So you can pour out your minds and hearts Pencil- appease her you - Book Reviews 7 must, woe her –you over me- spare the back should, displease her her- And God Made a Mistake 8 review 9 Your Random Scribbling Scribblings 10 Meet The Team hatterjee Editor in chief- Shreya Chatterjee If you think you got poetry, short stories Assistant Review Manager- Sohini Chakraborty plotting in inside you mind, write a mail and thetauntpen4aabg send us at: firstname.lastname@example.org Illustrator: Radhika Gooptu © All copyrights reserved @ all-about-books- global.org ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 2 LITTLE VOICES SPEAK UP At the risk of sounding about thirty years older than I actually am, kids today are just not as creative. Right now I sound like most parents, don’t I? But researchers say they are finding exactly that. In a 2010 study of about 300,000 creativity tests going back to the 1970s, Kyung Hee Kim, a creativity researcher at the College of William and Mary, found creativity has decreased in recent . years. Since 1990, children have been less and less creative. They are also less humorous, less imaginative and less able to elaborate on ideas, Kim said. Is modern society the one to blame here? Experts say creativity is innate, so it can't really be lost. But nature and nurture go hand in hand. These kids need to be encouraged to bring the best out of them. "It's not that creativity can necessarily disappear," said Ron Beghetto, an education psychologist at the University of Oregon. n "But it can be suppressed in particular contexts." So where’s the problem? Is it because library footfall has dropped drastically in the last decade? Or that the TV viewing hours has skyrocketed? Or is it the new demanding school curriculum that’s at lity, fault? At an age, where originality, in every field of life, is at its lowest point, it’s important to, firstly recognize the importance of creativity and originality amongst kids and secondly, giving narrow- them the opportunity to explore that by promoting the arts. India is still to narrow-minded when it comes to the arts, especially as options of profession. That, in my opinion needs to change. And the sooner, the better. Or we may lose our identity forever. ~by Our Junior Reviewer ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 AVANTIKA ~by Surabhi Bhattacharjee IS IT JUST THE "PEN" THAT IS MIGHTIER? ~by Nandini Garg SILENT APHRODITE ~by Parna Sarkar ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 4 Poetry AVANTIKA Avankita The brain that directs the hands polish a tone for the tongue ~by Surabhi Bhattacharjee to pen down do carry the value. leaves a space . --------------------------------------- Or is it just the "pen" that is -------- mightier ? Avantika my daughter The body cells n tissues that is now on her own way *Lakhi ----the goddess of wealth work in unison to write do carry to be a pachali -----lament to worship the value. girl. Or is it just the "pen" that is The museum of my voice ightier mightier ? full of Hindu words twirling in brown co lour The surroundings that make the language environment do carry the value. utter the name Or is it just the "pen" that is Avantika mightier ? burn with ancient love With perfection of desire Is it just the "PEN" that is under skin lazy hunger. mightier ? ~by Nandini Garg My daughter Avantika who attempts to hid the Silent Aphrodite The papers on which 'pen' writes blood strain of her skirt ~by Parna Sarkar on do carry the value. between the soporific Or is it just the "pen" that is Hum of Lakhir panchali.*1 mightier ? Aphotic clarion night…… when Exquisite dreamy flight…. Sweeper with his brownish red The query arises as to why the Celestial body far away high brooms paper is deprived of its credits. a Confused in dreams and act as a Or is it just the "pen" that is spy… Cleaned the blood mightier ? With single grace of radiance… between heel and toe jackal, vulture ,crow, and hyena Love to see the world with great The paper is not really praised patience…. lumbering for prey for its actual worth. Entangled with circles all Discover the slacken of deep Or is it just the "pen" that is around…. hunger hushed mightier ? Makes lovers heart drowned….. Ohhh!!!! It is not that the paper's value Almighty moon….. Last fall, things depart was null. I want to meet u soon…. freedom Or is it just the "pen" that is Love to mingle….. Affection mightier ? As loving single…. devotion star Let’s start the Utopian journey Longing for,single life The hands that hold on the pen along with god almighty beneath the talons -tear do carry the value. With the name of cover under hungry death Or is it just the "pen" that is “Aphrodite”…. And here my daughter mightier ? In the name of Swan so White….. ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 9th August, 2010 by Ritesh Agarwal ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 6 Short Stories “A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.” ~ Edgar Allan Poe 9th August, 2010~ Ritesh Agarwal Hiya was staring at the screen with He hung up! He had said he lived Rits went on to some thread of a blank mind awaiting a reply from near that graveyard. It felt a tad conversation but Hiya’s mind Rit (Ritesh) who was lurking in the strange. was preoccupied. ‘Do you small chat window. It was 2am but believe in ghosts’ (his voice Hiya kept thinking about it for a was still ringing in her ears). Hiya seemed reeling under a spell long time....apparently lost in her as she immersed herself in talking ‘Yes, I do,’ she threw him a to this unheard, unseen stranger thoughts. powerful look...her eyes lit up whom she had bumped into a few The impending day arrived. He in a fiery determination. hours back in Yahoo Messenger. looked sweet as Hiya approached him. With luscious red lips, jet The next moment Rit found Night grew deeper and the eerie himself falling on the black hair and a warm flickering darkness was complete by the time ground....a violent storm smile, he seemed a womanizer as she logged off. A strange fondness brewing in his head. He looked Hiya found herself succumbing to had developed for this perfect his murderous charms. Before she up and found himself staring stranger. He seemed bewitching. knew it, she found herself walking vacantly at the empty air where She smiled to the darkness as she into the cemetery alongside him as Hiya was standing only a hit the pillows....there was a moment ago. Something strange tug at her heart which glistening on the ground caught seemed agonising yet sweet. his gaze. Paralysed and “‘Do you believe in ghosts,’ he petrified, with a sense of Over the next couple of days, Hiya found herself getting drawn to her broke the silence with a playful utmost horror, he read the laptop...forlorn in his thoughts as chuckle.” inscribed words shimmering on she yearned to chat with him. He the tomb...... was hypnotic; endowed with some Hiya Ganguly mystical charm. Blinded by his if a stroll inside a graveyard is a mysterious charisma, she even very normal thing to do. As they (17th July, 1985- 9th exchanged numbers. went deeper, a chill ran through August, 2010) She found herself calling him next her spine....the eeriness seemed She had kept her evening. His voice seemed hollow complete as... moon was flirting with the clouds. promise.......... and strangely long drawn as if he were millions of miles away (yet Like a bewitching Dracula, Rit she knew he lived in Calcutta was casting his spell over only).... Tentative yet bewitched, her....she kept swooning as if in a Hiya sighed, ‘Can we meet?’ trance. ‘Do you believe in ghosts…?’ he broke the silence He paused, and then asked, with a playful chuckle. ‘When?’ th Suddenly, Hiya felt she saw an ‘On 9 August,’ Hiya was firm ‘But apparition nearby....as if a pale, where?’ smoky ghost floating in the misty th ‘Okay, 9 August, 2010....outside air.....but it must be a sliver of the Park Street cemetery at 8 pm. I moon ray- she convinced herself. hope you shall keep your promise.’ ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 “And God “The Fallen Made A Love” Mistake” Rashmi Singh Mohit Gupta ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 8 Book Reviews~“And God Made A Mistake” Book details Author: Mohit Gupta Paperback: 224 pages Publisher: Leadstart Publishing Pvt Ltd; First edition (June 1, 2011) Language: English ISBN-10: 9381115206 ISBN-13: 978- 9381115206 “And God Made A Mistake” written by author Mohit Gupta is the latest sci-fi book which has captured the Indian readers market in the recent time. This book is the author’s debut novel and selecting the science fiction genre is quite a bold move on the part of the author. Where most of the first time writers stick to the tried and tested genre of love stories and life philosophy, the author has made quite a gamble. The storyline revolves around the ultimate quest of scientists for centuries- the secret to immortality. The concept is nothing unique as many authors have already dealt with immortality in their writings. But as the story moves ahead the reader will find themselves engrossed with the way the whole plot unveils. The story goes somewhat like this- the world is facing its ultimate challenge in this new century and it is time that humanity as we know it is conserved. In such a situation emerges a scientist who makes it his ultimate mission in life to overcome the challenge of mortality and make life an eternal gift. The ultimate gift of the Almighty is life and defying the inherent exclusivity of it can have adverse affects. Will god be pleased that his finest creation has reached the potentiality of the maker himself or will mankind face the wrath for assuming that they can play god? Author Mohit Gupta has tapped in the intriguing concept of immortality and given it a new turn. The book has intriguing twists and turns and keeps the readers intrigued throughout the book. The writing skill of the author is commendable and is easy for the reader to comprehend and imagine. The character of Ayan has adequate development and as a protagonist he is just perfect. The book is thus highly recommended for those who are looking for a bit of thrill and adventure rather than romance when it comes to books. This is the first book for author Mohit Gupta. He is an electrical engineering student from NIT Kurukshetra. He is an avid reader; enjoys puzzles and loves to travel. ~by the review team ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 9 Book Reviews~“The Fallen Love” Book details Author: Rashmi Singh Paperback: 198 pages Publisher: Pigeon Books Ltd Language: English ISBN-10: 9382025078 ISBN-13: 978-9382025078 There is no greater feeling than love. It has the power to turn one’s life upside down. Maybe that is the reason that humans are drawn to the idea of a perfect love story like moth to a flame. Author Rashmi Singh talks about love in her book “The Fallen Love”. She paints an intricate picture of love and life and how it defines the lives of the people who are touched by it. The more you want a simple life without any complication the more it seems that you are haunted by all the unruly elements in nature. The types of undesirable happenings that enter into your life prove that the more you want peace the more sleep you are going to end up losing. The question always revolves around love- whether found or lost, betrayed or honoured. The story centers on the experiences of women who face it all and survive to tell the tale. The protagonist of the story Rohan learns valuable lessons of love, life, friendship and survival from the women he encounters. Shilpi, Radhika and Madhuri are the women who tell us their story through the protagonist. It is an intriguing read and will keep you entertained. You will be able to connect to the story more if you believe in the phrase “ a man is known by the company he keeps.” Now, the most important question is why you should read the book? Love stories are plenty in the market and there are sub genres to cater to individual tastes. This book however has a fresh perspective to explore- the idea of getting an insight into the emotions of women through the eyes of a man is certainly new and will get the readers intrigued. The author has impressive writing style and manages to keep the reader interested. She deals with different facets of life that will give you food for thought and yet this is just a story. ~by the review team ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1 All About Books Global All About Books Global is about helping authors to promote their books, helping students to learn creative 16, A Priyonath Mullick Road, writing skills and providing unique guides to all- when it Bhowanipore comes to write a book. 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Shadows are dark emptiness in it till it is opened * Devendra Obi Banhart (born the Gods that abandon you when and then light from the sun fills it the lights are out. Believe me when May 30, 1981) is a singer- up. But no light I say I will find a lie in everything songwriter and visual artist from you say. It’s just easier that way. Break away from your survival- Houston, TX, USA. You cried all last night and I did mode. And search for alternate nothing to make it all right. I, not existences. String two notes used to human touch was so unsure together to make a poem. How are of how to react. And I fell in love things out of your comfort zone? in my dream. I beg you please. Light a cigarette and throw the Don’t forget me. A situation of matchstick away and let someone confusion. Swirling paints in the catch it for you. Sometimes what head. Tasteless mouths but hungry you think unimportant is the most stomachs make you feel like a dead important thing in your life. But animal. And as your reflexes slow why don’t you surround me and down you begin to wonder how revolve around me? I’m an you’re going to survive without endangered breed. Much like this. An unspoken dependency, ePaper Jul y 2012 Volume 1, Issue 1
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