Writing Spree

When I entered into my first year in Literature at Womens Christian College, Nagercoil, there were a few things which stood out. My last two years had been in Duthie Girls Higher secondary school, Nagercoil, and no offence, after my short spell there - WCC was heaven. I felt like it was all fun and all play. Those three years are so full of fond memories - from Lit-Arena, Library Hours, Mass Communication classes when movies were played, bunked classes, time with friends and of course the 'WCC Masala'.

The days around the publication of the 'WCC Masala' were hectic, and fun. All graduates from WCC will be able to recall the tiny magazine published by the English Department. This was a bi-annual publication, with student members from the English Department acting as Editor, Sub-Editor, Reporter and the like. We had wonderful staff guidance as well, who made sure we were given a long rope, and guidance whenever needed. Anyone could contribute, and we felt it important that 'Literatures' have enough decent pieces to submit. When we were asked to contribute articles, we started writing with enthu. I submitted the poem below, under the title:

Convalescence
I learnt to enjoy nature,
When I had a fracture,
Because of a fall from the terrace,
Tripped by a cat which was a menace.

They took me to a doctor down the street,
Who ordered me to rest for three long weeks,
I cried myself to sleep that night,
Thinking of my sorry plight.
I woke up late the next day,
Which was a beautiful day in May,
I looked out of the window,
Leaning on my pillow.

I spent my days watching birds,
With their wide variety of features,
And watched the games of my pups,
And soon my three weeks time was up.

I had learnt to enjoy nature,
With it's wide range of creatures,
I bade a sweet goodbye to pain,
And went out to play in the rain.

It was one of my first attempts in poetry writing (as the writing shows), but it was a grand feeling when my poem got published, a feeling, like I was already on the way to becoming a literary genius. I didn't become one, but it was fun going through it when I was cleaning my room the other day, and I thought it should go into my blog. Later issues have my name as Reporter, and I proudly keep them as memories of the days gone by...