Eversmiling City

Many people come rushing in here,

Under the thoughts of getting rich or getting away from poverty’s fear.

Maybe it would be full of people and has no place, 

But still it would let you in with a smile on face. 

A jewel city that shines light like blessing in disguise, 
India’s rustling city and bollywood’s paradise. 

Come and experience a lifestyle that is unique and thrilling, 
Indeed it is an awesome place for business or for chilling. 
Take a breath and embrace its magic, 
You would never see a city eversmiling eafter events that are heartbreakingly tragic.

(Read the capital letters to know the name of the city)

These type of poems are called Acrostic poems. Do comment on how is the poem and what do you feel about this city. Thanks for reading and keep smiling ! 😀



As I entered and sat, I saw a flood of people around. Chatting and interacting as if they know everything about the other one. I, a reluctant, hesitant, and probably diffident introvert had entered a class of mass media. Everyone around was so open and talkative that I felt jealous and agitated at the same time. How can you talk so much in one day? I cannot talk that much to strangers even in a week! Then, I sat in a corner, alone and distant as my background would permit. What on earth can make them take selfies in the very first week of college? I never took selfies because I dislike them and the event or the place has to be special enough for me to take it. (Additionally, I never had a front camera in my phone!). Fast-forward three years, the same diffident, reluctant, and hesitant guy is now confident enough to go and talk to anyone; takes selfies with people and clicks some decent pictures to remember a lifetime. How? Let’s see that in my college journey!

The first year of college was about adapting to the new culture, merging in the new environment, and adjusting myself to the change in my life and lifestyle. The major change was in the culture and environment. I belong to Rajkot, Gujarat where there is a huge gap between males and females. My school wasn’t co-ed and there were different sections for boys and girls. Adding on, I am an introvert who would take time to gel in and make friends. The friendliness and the warmth people had in here, shocked me. They would hug strangers and take selfies with them on the first meet! Err, we would not do that unless there is a certain amount of closeness there! The presence of girls in the class, very different vibes and culture probably made me sit in a corner and witness what all people would do. I would talk more about the subject in class to the teacher than to any of my classmates! However, I did plays and took part in every committee possible in the first year. That was quite an experience. Some personal issues were going on too and I was not satisfied with my accommodation then. Hence, the first year was all about exploring the city and college, trying to gel in with people and get accustomed to the new culture.

Come to second year where everything seemed familiar and I felt more comfortable and open. I had found my friend circle and I was happy with how life went. Every problem or hindrance I faced in the first year seemed to resolve. The year was greater as we celebrated days and festivals. The short film screenings and project presentations were a unique experience. The smooth journey ended with an ultra -memorable day wherein we had potluck in our class, a roast, and we dressed like actors from Bollywood or Hollywood. It also marked a shift in the classes as I was going to journalism stream where there were only a handful of people. The most fantastic discovery happened in this year- my affection towards photography. I did like clicking pictures ever since I had a camera in my phone, but I was never satisfied and always complained about the results and the equipment. I finally discovered the art and the passion that lies in me.


The third year was by far the best year of education I have had in my life. The change in me was evident. I spoke in every lecture and talked to everyone around. I also started singing full on shady Bollywood songs like Beedi jalaley aloud and in class. There was a different me altogether now. I could see the negative side of everything too. I had become critical of everything. This always helps me to see the potential one can have and the best one can do. I had grown in every aspect I could think of, be it putting opinions aloud, showing my mean side, writing, photography, and I guess drawing too! I met and studied with a different set of people. The concentrated class with similar wavelengths and interests created a magic to cherish for the lifetime.



What added cherry on the cake was my small role in the play we put together- Chali Kahani. It was hardly for 30 seconds in the play of 120 minutes. The role was of an authority that would announce the harsh decision of dividing classes that were together for two years. The message literally crashed the dreams of everyone. That is what I played. I did realize that I could play the villain too. The mean and the bad side of mine is coming out slowly and it is something that I need to display as and when required! And of course, there is no greater fun than being a sadist! 😛

This journey would have been incomplete without many people-

  • Teachers– You all did the best thing someone could do to someone else- empower them. You taught us and made us learn about various things in life, be it about the printing techniques or the simple etiquettes one needs to follow in an interview! There is still loads to learn from you and I would do that by staying in touch with you all!
  • Batch mates and friends – I have learnt something from each one of you even though I would have rarely interacted with you! I am always here if you want to talk and I would be glad too! We have a great set of memories to cherish and reminiscent our college life! I am sure someday, we would have a reunion and talk all we want to, like old times!
  • Juniors and seniors- you are the people who made college look like college. Without you all, we would probably be a lost and a hopeless class who had no one to guide and no one to bully! 😛
  • Journalism class– Haaye, I hope someday we are back again at some place and pretend to be the pseudo intellectuals we always be and talk about issues of world like Donald Trump and shady songs of Bollywood! I am sure each one of us would stay in touch and make the most of our lives!
  • My mentees and the mentorship committee– Well, the one thing that I was never confident of was my leadership skills but you all proved me wrong in various ways in that! I think I can lead someone now although I have lots to learn. But the experience was awesome and I feel empowered enough to help and guide anyone in need! I am one-step closer and a level upgraded to my final destination!
  • The college and everyone in it– From the canteen person to the peon, everyone contributed in some way to make this journey even more beautiful! The college would never be the same even if one of you were missing!

I think that is all from my side! Thank you for making these years a world in itself and transforming me from a restricted and a bit afraid caterpillar to a carefree and agile butterfly who can fly wherever it wants to! A few lines to sum up the experience-

Sehma sa ek ladka aaya tha yeh class mein,

Jo Hichkichata baat karne se, kehta tha baad mein!

Na jaane kya jaadu kiya sab ne mil ke,

Woh tod gaya sab zanjeere dil ke!

Na raha dar, na rahi hichkichahat,

Befikar hoke karta hai sab, leke muskurahat!

Khoobiyan thi kahi choopi kone me jo,

Bahar aayi aur choo gayi dilo ko woh!

Har ek ko dost banaya aur har ek apna ko mahatva dikhaya,

Yeh safar na jaane kitne badlaav laaya!

Jab saalo baad main kholunga yeh yaado ka guldasta,

Yaad aayega har koi jaise ek farishta!

Jab aap jaise humsafar hue mujh pe meherbaan,

To Ek mamooli sa silsila bhi ban gayi meri anokhi dastaan!

Bas kehne chahta hu aapko yeh  apne dil se,

Chate chalte yuhi takra kar dauhrayenge yeh dastaan ek baar phir se!



Open letter to teachers prohibiting students to enter late

The relationship between a student and a teacher is the most pious, professional, and valuable one. This relation is what shapes the future of the students and gives immense satisfaction, pride, content, and happiness to the teachers. Schools, colleges, and universities are where students and teachers meet and share a unique bond, which sails on the sea of knowledge. Many people even refer to classrooms and school as a temple of knowledge.

However, there are some hindrances, which confine the growth and development of a student in this temple. The most commonly faced hindrance is that of being debarred to enter the class on coming late. Let us take the point of view of each side one by one:-

Teacher – often, teachers have a point of view that ensuring punctuality will develop and bud the discipline of the students. It would also inculcate time management skills and balancing all faces of life equally and efficiently. Another point of view, which some teachers may have, is the concentration and flow of the teaching, which is cut when some student comes late and creates a disturbing ripple in this calm and serene river. This all points are very valid and perfectly noted by all the students.

Student’s perspective – students are as equal part of this holy transference and sharing of knowledge as teachers. The students have the will to learn and develop their knowledge in order to help them for future, if not in wisdom, at least in getting a good job or degree in future. We all try their best to deliver their 100% and reciprocate the hard work and feelings of the teachers. We try to attend every lecture, but some lectures do not match their style, way of learning or simply their zone of developing. Each of us has a unique way to learn things and nourish the seeds of curiosity with water of information and knowledge. There are certain problems we face in doing so, such as:-

  1. Attendance – the most debatable aspect of education is attendance according to me. Many students are forced to attend a lecture, which we do not wish to or like because of this factor. This often leads to them entering late, as we do not have the incentive or the inclination to attend the lecture. As a result, we tend to sleep, do masti, or do something, which may be considered as not with the accordance of the classroom decor. Maybe, if this factor were not present, we would have a higher concentration level, class participation, incredible share of ideas and even better results. This even leads to people indulging into means like giving and taking proxy on the sheets. This may be considered unethical or wrong, but we also consider this as a means of paving our path to securing the seat in examination hall and avoiding the hassle of involving parents or any other party in this matter. They are already tensed because of several reasons and we definitely do not want to add one more!
  2. External factors – there are several other factors which make a person late. As students, not all of us have access to private vehicles, which makes us rely on public transport. Buses, trains, rickshaws, and taxis, these all are forms of public transport, which we depend upon. Many times, we do not get them on time and are even rejected to use them by their owners. In fact, getting a Rickshaw in Mumbai is harder than getting an empty seat in Dadar local! There are family problems, health, sleep, friends, finance etc. that also contribute to our routine.
  3. We as students are more eager and happy to attend lectures as our future depends on it, we learn life skills through it make great friends, widen our narrow and infant perception, get some great ideas, and we have paid fees for the same. None of us would be able to enjoy life better if there was no college or school. We all come with full intention and determination to learn and exchange an array of thoughts with people.

To conclude, we students want to get in the class even if we come late. Many of us come from far off places, which take an hour or two to travel; it would be unjust to stop us from entering because we did not manage to reach on time sometimes. We are the ones who suffer when we come late, we have already missed the studies, and then, if there is no entry given, we miss them further and our coming to college becomes pointless! We all completely respect and admire the fact that teachers take a lot of efforts and pain to deliver the best. We also agree that entering late breaks the flow. Maybe we can have a better environment if there are entry breaks in between where late people can enter. Maybe the pressure of attendance does not come in our way of learning and managing things. After all, all of us are here to grow, develop, and expand the horizons of our knowledge and wisdom. We should not let any factor limit this holy intention and cage our flight to the skies.

Please note that no point or anything is written with the intention of hurting any person, ideas, perspective, or feelings about anything. This is purely a point of view of an ordinary student. If at all I did hurt anyone, his or her perspective, feelings or any thought process, I apologize sincerely.

Thank you and keep smiling. 🙂

– Harsh Thakkar