Phylum Porifera !

Multicellular, asymmetrical & organised at the cellular level.
Being marine, nevre-cell- less & sessile sure needs skill !
Lined with many a pinaco, poro, choano & ambeo –cyte ,
Having a spongocoel & a skeleton of spicules is their birth-right !

A Canal System for respiration, excretion and ingestion.
Ascon, Sycon & Leucon! And, intracellular is the digestion !
Ostia, incurrent & radial canals, also, many a proso & apopyle !
For the larva ( of Demospongiae) , it’s Rhagon, for a while !

Out of the whole, the osculum’s (ake the excurrent canal) the sole exit !
Reproduction’s by fragmentation, budding or gemmules ~ as they see fit !
Free swimming baby amphiblastulas for Sycon, if you remember correct !
Parenchymula for Leucosolenia & the others ; development’s indirect !
Calcispongiae with mono, tri & tetra axon spicules !
Hexactinellida & Demospongiae with choanocytes miniscule !
Calcispongiae in the shallow, Hexactinellida in the deep !
Hexactinellida’s Euplectella into marriages does creep !

Demospongiae with sponging fibres (or siliceous spicules) to scrub !
Cliona in molluscs’ shells & Euspongia & Spongilla in your bath-tub !
Calcispongiae with its Leucosolenia & Sycon
Demospongiae with only Mono or Tetra Axon !
About Hyalonema & archaeocytes, we can go on & on !
Now, to the next Phylum ! Let’s be gone !!

Bye-Bye Rajhans :D

As the year swiftly ends,
Probably so do the friends.
Moments fun, times insane.
So many you’re not gonna see again.


Every last together moment does count.
It’s about joy, excitement, glory- paramount.
With this year, relations conclude.
Soon you’ll have a chance onli to delude.


The early days, the first few.
Faces all unknown, all new.
Soon melted into peals of laughter.
All will be remembered even after


A new place, new people – so much to discover.
Slowly, each new facet we did delightfully uncover.
Finding many a friend, a foe , a lover.
Experiences etched onto our hearts, forever.


EVS~ the Evil Environmental Science, switching boards to avoid.
Yet, of civic awareness, the curriculum was thought devoid.
And, the very first week had for us a ‘pleasant surprise’ !
Relationships just falling into place, need for effort didn’t need arise .



The ‘A’ class ka guys & their games of chess.
Friday Maggi in the Rajhans ka exotic mess !!
The eternal fight ~ the ICSE v/s the CBSE.
Each time ending, surprisingly, in glee.




The dancing with the skeleton in the Bio lab.
Jharana terrified of all specimens ~ the flower, the crab.
Discovering the best way to remember a salt.
Taste it once, you’ll never be at fault.


The Physics lab ~ connections, not just electrical !
The teacher doing Akshay’s every practical :D
Aditi, Sumukh, Rikhav, Uzair – the lunch break game!
A few days perhaps, life will never be the same.



The insta-connection with the samosas and MS .
Deka, Jha , Preetham , Vibhor, Faisal ~ teacher’s pest !
Maths, the Art Exam, Nipun and Zoo.
Rahul sketching so earnestly too !


Nikhil, Madhav, Siddesh ~ The Manu Evils.
Chelsea loses, appear these pestering weevils.
Rajhans celebrating its Silver Jubilee ~ 25 years.
2 years together ~ sharing love, joy, hate & fears.



The enthusiasm at the Inter-House.
A team effort, forgetting all grouse.
The prep and the dance at the farewell.
Aku’s ‘Johnny Bravo’ was just swell !!



The Reso people with daily class ; 3 to 9.
Endless-test Aakash & PACE very fine.
The Commerce, tagged eternally jobless.
In fact enjoying the maximum stress !





Mirza and her Cat-frame chasma .
90+ wale Basuroy, Adrika &Sreejita !
Simrat & Sharon with their long nails.
Tanzeel , Aleena & Kruti with their long tails :D


Mitali, Juniyali ~ competition to the Flash !
Garima with her ideas of whip & lash.
Aishwarya, Arpita with their teethy giggles.
Anjali, Gautami & Sowjanya ~ a head of squiggles.



PETA influenced, turned-vegan Rose !
Vrinda, Charu, Riya, Suchita ~ each time a new pose !
Swadha, Upasna, Ann, Allita, Iqra ~ what a bond!
So many candidates qualifying for ‘blonde’ !


Sheilaa~ Janhvi ,Mansi & Sonika
Rajdeep, Aditi Biing and Ankit Jha !
Class ‘C’ and their love for Anu Madam!
Ashima teacher and the story of the atom :D


Pillai Ma’am, JC Sir & more than Chemistry !
Students together ~ for fun a perfect recipe
Banu Ma’am, Goel Ma’am & Madam Vrushali.
Electrostatics, lenses & the principle of Bernoulli.


Dilip Sir, Curves and Integration.
Naila Ma’am ~ endless Veneration.
The Bio teachers ~ the sweetest ever.
Commerce teachers ~ So very clever :o






E.D & Deepali Ma’am with her Nitro Boost.
A whole expanse of grounds to be cruised.
Jobless Prajay always on Facebook.
Mihir’s famous Dabaang look :D



Shrivani, Aditi~ the bubbly two !
Scaring Heeta with a ghost & a boo !
One Aishwary’a drawing flair
The other’s super curly hair !



Jalaj-commerce & his surprising love for physics.
Priyanshi, Smriti, Ishita, Ruchira, Varsha & endless clicks !
Konain & his ideas of technology.
Does anyone believe in astrology ? :O


KM and his thesis on sleep.
Jubilant times, no scope for weep.
Saurabh & his camera – magic.
Ayushmaan’s love for every new gadget.


Shreya-Raghuveer, Ishita-Prateek, Tania-Saurabh ,Tanay-Tashi ~ Love literally does abound.
Somya-Aakash, Nandini-Arpit , Nipun-Zoo, Raghav-Jhinuk ~ some new-found !
Rajat is the Rajhans’ Rajnikanth apparently !
Aishwarya- Abhimanyu~ just friends, really ?



Shashank( 1&2) , Kishore, Soham, Arush & Rajender ki friendship.
Anitha, Dhruv, Bharat, Aditya, Anand, Ranjit ~ almost nondescript.
Shreyas, Puja, Yash & Prakhar ki mimicry.
Sanjoy & Yash ki gundagardi.



KP’s ideas of Zero tending to infinity.
2 long years, seems like unfair brevity.
Ghedia,Amish, Ananth, Prakhar, Ashwin, Amritansh, Sandipani
Devleena’s laughter, turning dull , sunny !!


Abbas and his standard photo-stare.
Arunima, her temper & her care.
Shinde~~ Blue house ka shining star.
Captain ~ Remember us when you go far.



Swati, Aparmita, Medha, Pratishta’s smile powers.
Shreya,Sidra, Devika, Rohee, Sharanya ~ dainty as flowers.
Varun, Shivansh, Rishabh ~ guitars & passion.
Suvina’s winning tryst with fashion.



Archita,Yougya, Reshma & Nishtha ~ commerce buddies.
Rajhans ~ friends, food, games & some studies.
Aijaz and his perfect attendance.
Apparently, getting out is independence.



Aditya,Saurabh, Vishal, Kanish & football.
Smart-wala Mayank, so very tall.
Pegging bechara Yash as Osama.
People, have faith in Karma.


Atishay & his hospital home
Cute Gaurang looks like a gnome.
Ritika ,Calvin, Harmeet, Aniket, Nishant~ long gone.
RJ, Parul, Sanjana, Archit, Nilesh ~ the list’s a lil long !



Rohan, Rahul, Ishank, Aniketh & Muraj ~ interesting people.
Some of our acts should certainly be illegal.
Srividya, Sravya ~ scientists in the making.
Ragyul ~ no talk ever undertaking :D


Sampreet & his wanting Liverpool’s wins.
Neeti-Nivesh ~ Every batch should have an awesome pair of twins !
Venu, Udit, Savio, Ekta ~ Smart people studying WT.
Aditi, Prerna, Shrishti cannot be missed certainly !



Janamejey,Priyam, Pragya, Ishangi, Harikesavan~ odds and ends.
Aditya ,Aiyonika , Shikhar, Dhanush~Everyone here, count as friends!!
Santosh and his super-realistic sketches ~ exuding awe.
Saravpreet’s comments ~ leaving you with a hurting jaw.


The almost ever-ill Shounak.
Amazing batch~ what luck !!
Bhamini, Jyotsna, Sohini, ~ super smart !
Harsh & his NJ’s , from the end to the start :D



One of the future doctors ~ Shweta Nayar.
LOL at the science person who’s to be a lawyer.
Harsh, Khyati, Nitish & Vaidehi from Class ‘D’
The most-hardworking, certainly.


Kushal, Tarun & Cute-wala Aakash ,
From the Commerce class.
Class ‘C’ with the Cool Comp Creatures.
Class ‘E’ with its own spectacular features.





Achintya & Azgu ~ C++, so clever !
Nachiket ~ Got a gang, outside hardly spoken ever!!
Titus and Amritanshu enjoying in the E.D lab.
Parvathi Aathma, ‘Sexy Shorts’ , so fab :D :D


Throwball court ~ Pande Power in play.
Hoping these memories are here to stay.
The best loved happening ~ the Igatpuri trip.
Trying to hold time’s sand from slipping, trying to grip.


I think Every Batchmate I did mention!
If someone I missed, no need for tension !
They’re just too cool to be on sudden recall.
Rajhans ka spooky Theatre Hall :D


Repeated names = that many people sharing it :D
Leaving out surnames, that’s just how I saw fit.
Each one’s had a separate mention though.
Time waits when it should flow.
And rushes when you hope for slow.


It’s been great knowing everyone.
Over two years, we’ve had our share of fun.
Having joy, sorrow, exhilaration, despondence, hope & regret.
Let’s add Saptarshi Chatterjee here, lest I forget :D.


Wishing for all happiness and success ahead.
Thanks for taking out time, if till here you’ve read.
Every memory, every soul is forever ingrained, will be remembered in fleeting thought.
Some shall remain, some shall be distant remembrances, some unfortunately, forgot !




Over two years, from the end to the start.
We mingled, we fought, yet all finds a place in the heart.
Take care Everyone. It’s about time we end this song.
Love, enjoy, succeed ~ Live, flourish, prosper. Well, so long.

I wanna .. . .

Yes! About him I do not knoe a lot.
Yet, he by my heart so eagerly is sought.
There’s so much more I’m still to figure.
This chemical flow in my heart, whatever did trigger !


His presence lighting up my world in a crimson hue.
About what he’s done to me, I haven’t got a clue.
I just realise that I’ll go that extra mile.
Just to see him shooting me his mesmerizing smile.


Him &me – a deserted barn, on an empty farm.
About him, he’s got this exquisite charm.
Into my head, thoughts of him are always creeping.
He’s my caffeine ~ he keeps me from sleeping.


He keeps me going when times get tough.
He’s the lube when the road gets rough.
Without him, my life would lose meaning.
Off him, I never see myself weaning.


He doesn’t even realise that he is so dear.
Having him gone is a heart-wrenching fear.
He is the inspiration that gets me to sing.
He’s the only one that makes life worth living.


Without him around, life’s full of harrowing gloom.
My onli hint of joy in an overcrowded room.
He’s special , unlike any other.
I knoe that I cannot love another.


Sometimes, he gets me weak in the knees.
If onli, he knew, this pointless anticipation would cease.
Around him, my world is twirled.
Yet, to him, I’m just another girl.




He has me fantasizing when I’m alone, all alone.
Yet, to him, I’m just another number on his phone.
Perhaps, he’ll find a girl prettier than me.
Someone who’ll light HIS eyes up with glee.


I see myself hoping, waiting, counting on fate.
Yet, to him, I’m just another classmate.
Yes, one he hails ‘Girl of His Dreams’ shall be found.
He won’t notice, but sobbing somewhere, I’ll be around.


I think that perfect girl he has met.
I guess I’m left onli with sorrow& regret.
I see her smile when he runs his hand through her hair.
Oh! What I’d give to be with him, be the girl there.


It’s like watching, in third person, your dream as it unfurls.
She’s lovely~ with brown eyes, a slender waist & gorgeous curls.
Watching him around her, it’s like they’re meant to be.
He’d never even think of someone as plain as me.


It’s like social courtesy by which I have to abide.
Smile, show I’m happy, when I’m breaking inside.
Heart-broken, with a grin.
To mask what’s shattered within.


I wanna be the girl sharing his ice-creams.
I wanna be the girl of whom he dreams.
I wanna be the girl who has him stutter.
I wanna be the girl who makes his heart flutter.


They talk of having a goal, a fantasy, a whim.
I want nothing else, nothing but to be with him.
That sparkle in his deep-set liquid black eyes.
When he greets her after even brief good-byes.









I wanna be the fantasy when he sleeps.
I wanna be the wallet-photo he keeps.
I wanna be his first thought each morning.
I wanna be the one to whom he does sing.


I wanna be the one sharing his glee.
I wanna be his sorrow, his every memory.
I wanna be his special one.
I wanna be his fav under the sun.


I wanna be the one with his arms around my waist.
I wanna be with him, in life, love , quiet and haste.
I wanna be the one with him, on the train to nowhere.
I wanna kiss him in the rain, see him smile, be there.


I wanna be the lucky girl he calls ‘Honey’.
I wanna be the one he makes laugh, with his funny.
I wanna be the one walking with him, into the distance.
I wanna be the one holding his hand, no regrets, no second glance.


Yet, love is, if, a cruel game.
I knoe, he’ll never feel the same.
To my heart, he’s lain claim.
Yet, he’s with her, leaving me in hurt & maim.


Yet, I’ll sit here and wait, I promise.
In the hope of finding him & my bliss.
They say it’s a strong word – Never.
Someone advised me to move on, be clever.
But here I am, staring into the distance, waiting, hoping, if, forever.

Teardrops in Her Eyes.

He saw her smiling from afar.
Just like a distant, twinkling star.
She walked closer, he couldn’t be longer deceived.
All’s not well – the message was received.



Her eyes gave it away- scarred and red.
She was breaking inside, though it looked a stable head.
He could sense it, he could see through the lies.
He looked past that painted smile, past that disguise.


There was a shattered soul within – he heard its cries.
Behind the curtain of illusion, he saw teardrops in her eyes.
She chirped happily as she spoke.
Inside, bits crumbled away and broke.
He was done with her cruel joke.


Looked her straight in the eye, “Walk with me.” He said.
She was tormented. She was afraid. She shook her head.
He reminded her that he hadn’t given a choice.
“Trust me, all your troubles you can voice.”


While she was hesitant at first.
Into an unquenched babble she burst.
She spoke of odds and ends.
Family, lovers and Friends.



She harped knowingly about failure and success.
The reasons for unhappiness and those for bliss.
In this bustling world, she felt all alone.
No one to comfort when she was forlorn.


It was as if, she never did belong.
Her being here was all only wrong.
She knew that she was falling apart.
Every action was a curse ~ she knew from the start.


Of this life’s legacy, she wasn’t meant to be part.
Withered, scalded, devoid was her Stoic heart.
She couldn’t figure her fatal fault.
The one that had garnered this despondent vault.



What ever could have been the cause of fright
Her innocence, her philanthropy, her quest for the right?
She wanted answers, there were too many gaps.
There was place for her, in a universe beyond, perhaps.


To tell her that she was loved, there was no one.
Her existence was pure dark, long gone was her sun.
As she struggled, inner demons she fought.
There was another train of thought.


There was so much wrong in the world.
Yet, around herself, her mind was twirled.
This shutting out the malevolent, pleading din.
She wondered, felt, countered, it was a sin.



She was somehow convinced that it was so unfair.
Overlooking the surrounding misery, about herself to care.
However could she even think of self-love or wanting some.
When a million others tried to drown sorrows in gallons of rum.



Her very existence felt surreal, decided and undecided.
All the global troubles~ the weight of which on her shoulders resided.
Every other person seemed to appear, be sent.
For the sole reason to tear, maim and torment.


Perhaps, the negative killed all the good.
He gawked awkwardly, saying that he understood.
He assured her that troubles, bad, would dissolve.
It was time to probably preach a new resolve.


He promised, of love, joy & positivity a share.
Made-believe that he was one to care.
She mellowed, however, a little reluctant, still, a little stiff.
They walked on, closer to the edge of the cliff.


She’d dropped her guard, given up her shield.
Into his trap, to his machiavellian scheme, did yield.
Even before she could react, any meaning concur.
Grabbing her by the arm, the waist, he kissed her.


She felt shock, joy, horror, disbelief & disdain.
A line of trust he had gallantly slain.
It soon felt right to her, though he wasn’t a friend.
But nothing could unnerve, nothing could alter how it was to end.


Making known to him, more than just body and soul.
His job was done, he’d never had the ‘hero’ role.
He grinned. Though confused, indifferent, she did smile.
Yet, the inevitable, the planned, the deed ~ after just a little while.


She hadn’t let anything get to her head.
Perhaps for he never meant any he’d said.
Down in the ravine below, cast open to nature, her exposed body & bare soul lay.
He shed just a single tear, threw it down to lie beside her & went his selfish, meaningless way.

:D

She knew it, for she saw the earnestness in his eyes.
It was candid, real; there was no scope for any lies.
She had held it in mind, all along.
Clasped in hers, his hands did belong.


Her hands ruffling his curly brown hair.
Her grace , his style, his commanding flair.
His strong arms wrapped around her waist.
All at ease, calm, slow, no worry, no haste.


Around him, all her emotions were twirled.
His mesmerizing charm, he was her world.
He knew her so well, understood her every whim.
And for a long while, the reason of her every smile was him.


Through ups and downs, he was always there.
Just the thought of losing him was a scare.
With him, she had planned out her whole life story.
Fantasies of love, castles, & flowers- in full glowing glory.


He knew he could never love another.
She admitted he was like no other.
He’d established that he couldn’t be with anyone else.
It was thus decided, June would hear wedding bells.


Even the honeymoon was planned – all good to go !
And two first class tickets to sunny Mexico !
A wedding cake chosen, a tux hired.
Invites sent, colourful lights wired.


The family pastor to call vows they did select.
A dream wedding – all planned & perfect.
All overboard with fantasy, whims losing all reason.
Roses, pink carnations & all white flowers in season.



The bridesmaids’ dresses & her wedding gown.
A fairytale ceremony – ‘twas talk of the town.
A fancy evening along the Pacific shore.
Elaborate grandiose & excitement galore.

He was the only one who did matter.
Sleepless nights-over the phone – endless patter.
Merry rejoicing – happiness at its pinnacle.
Finding each other wasn’t short of a miracle.



A bond – soon to be cemented forever- cast forth in glee.
All knew that he- & - her were just meant to be.
It was D-Day- A full house waiting to witness.
A pronunciation of what was to be eternal bliss.



Till date, no one knoes what did happen, what did falter.
After their decade long play, he left her waiting at the altar.