September, 2008

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In the Zone 20 Football Tournament, the Senior Girls, Junior Girls & Mini Boys teams won 1st place and the Junior Boys team came in 2nd place. The Sub Junior Girls Team came first in the Zone 20 Softball Tournament.
The Senior Boys Football team represented Delhi in the Subroto Cup 2008. and reached the quarter finals.
In the 13th Delhi State Women’s Gymnastics Competition, Tejasvini Puri and Jaya Singhwan won the bronze medal in the Vaulting Table and Floor Exercise categories respectively.
The VVS team of Siddharth Takru, Vir Handa and S. Aditya Kumar won the National Champions Award in the Technolothon, a technology festival organized by IIT Guwahati. The team of Sonya Bhan, Mukund Sharma and Mehul Atree came 9th out of 75 teams in the country.
The Vasant Valley team of Kshitij Sharan (also declared Best Speaker), Tarunima Prabhakar & Ashrika Kohli won the 2nd Inter School Hindi Debate held in the school.
The students who won first place in the Travelogue Prize 2007 are Yadush Yadav (6), Vaidehi Dalmia & Divya Shastri (7), Vandita Khanna (8) and Prarthana Gupta (9&10).
The groups which won the Poster Making Competition (Importance of The Ozone Layer) are:
Class 6- Subhee Rawal, Tamana Uppal & Sanya Anand
Class 7- Akanksha Dean, Avantika Wassan, Aastha Garg & Aastha Kamra
Class 8- Ankita Gupta, Ananya Bhandare, Arman Srinivasan & Niharika Alva
An Intersection Drama Competition was held for Classes 6-9 of which the winners are:
Solo- Tejasvita Singh & Rytim Vohra (9)
Duet- Akanksha Jadhav & Devashree Arora (6), Anmol Handa & Tejasvini Puri (7), Nehal Swaroop & Sana Hassan (8), Mallika Pal & Vani Shriya (9)
The prize winners of the Sociology Essay Writing Competition for Classes 11 & 12 are Pranav Sarin (1st), Nikita Sayam (2nd) and Meghna Mann (3rd ).
A competition on the Dramatic Interpretation of Behavioural Disorders was held for Classes 11 & 12, in which the team comprising of Pranav Sarin, Drishti Vasisht, Aneesha Dass, Karishma Dhawan and Nadia Shervani won.



Life As We Know It

Life as we know it. Life as we have known it for the past almost 13 years. With the boards in a matter of months and college just a step beyond, more than one individual tends to drift through his/her life and the lovely (as well as not so lovely) events that occur in it. I have had both the fortune and misfortune to have been in this school since Nursery, and over a decade of Vasant Valley leaves a heady impact on one such as myself. As I write this, twiddling the flower in my hair (I kid you not), my mind flashbacks to some of the well remembered times of my school life. Finding friends, failing tests and simply not caring, winning yet another competition, losing yet another competition. Good times.
By now the reader thinks, “Great. Another ‘Goodbye School, will miss you’ Article. Now to bear this yet again.” I say, Yes. Yet again. Ours has not been the best batch. Not the smartest, not the most athletic. But at the risk of sounding arrogant, we have contributed more than our fair share to this institution’s name. And even though the fact that we have less than four months before our school lives end, still we continue on as students and do not let the gravity of the situation overwhelm us. Vasant Valley has been both a dream and a nightmare. Heaven and Hell. Good and Evil. You get the idea. Part of me wishes to leave and never to return. A larger part wants never to leave at all. A little bit considers blowing up the school. Another chunk wants to build yet another one like it. But all these parts do agree on one single thought.
“I will never forget Vasant Valley.”
The teachers. The batch. The students and friends outside the batch. The winning. The losing. The trying. The failing. Giving up. Getting inspired and not giving up. Realising that said inspiration was false and giving up again. And then having someone take you out of your depression (often the one who got you there in the first place).
Gosh, isn’t rambling fun? And I don't even feel like stopping. But I should. It’s my first article in a while and I shouldn’t ruin it. So, I’ll just end on the traditional happy note that I’m sure everyone in my batch thinks as well. Vasant Valley has changed me for the better.
Seriously. ;)
Jahan Adil Nargolwala, 12C

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It began with the launch of the Livestrong wristband. Just a yellow silicone bracelet. Just a yellow silicone bracelet, which saved millions of lives over the world and is still going strong. Its creator, Lance Armstrong, seven time Tour De France winner and cancer survivor, founded the movement before it even started. He proved that together, if we rise as one, we can change the world. All because he took a stand. $25 million and four years later, the world is standing up again.
Every minute of every day, a patient loses the agonizing battle against cancer. One out of two (50%) men, and one out of three (33%) women, will be diagnosed with one of the hundred cancers in a lifetime. Despite the fact that it can actually be cured, the disease kills six million people worldwide annually. If we don’t act now, more people will die this year of cancer as than a result of both the world wars combined. The second leading cause for death in children, it can strike anyone, anywhere, anytime.
Cancer might as well be a synonym for fear. Survivors live in the shadow. Loved ones lose hope. We are so afraid of what we don’t know. We believe what we don’t know won’t hurt us. But when the truth is revealed, as painful as it may be, it can only make us stronger. Finding out can save your life. Early detection is everything. Mammograms and colonoscopies last only 15 minutes, and the ultimate peace of mind is worth the nervousness. The irony is, cancer connects and affects everyone. You can either accept defeat or reach out; either way, we’re all in this together.
The prevention couldn’t be simpler. Stop smoking. Don’t even start. Manage your stress and exercise. Eat less red meat and more vegetables (anti cancer foods).
Know your family history and act accordingly. Take care of yourself and the people around you. Donate as much as you can to the cause; no amount of money is too small. There isn’t price tag on a life. In the event that cancer is defeated, $50 trillion will be saved in the long run. Join the Simpsons, Barack Obama and Saks Fifth Avenue to stand up for those who cannot rise. This is where the end of cancer begins.
Everyday, you stand up 128 times. What’s one more?
Mallika Pal, 9B
Below: Kartikeya Srivastava (Class 12), the drummer of Phi(re), was featured in the August- September issue of Rock Street Journal


Above: Students of Class 8 perform a Hindi Play for the special Class Act of Hindi Saptah


Once upon a time a number of rabbits lived in a large clearing of a forest. The rabbits loved to have fun and partied a lot. They divided themselves into different party groups. There was the Big Jolly Party and the Super Party. The rabbits that were left called themselves the Conservative Party Makers and sided with the largest group called the United Party Advocates. Then the rabbits that everyone looked down on formed the Big Super Party and attracted a lot of members because they were always ignored by every one else.
Life went on and the rabbits partied hard in the forest as often as they could and gorged themselves on carrots and lettuce which they found in abundance. However, as time went by, the available lettuce and carrots that they all shared, dwindled and they started squabbling among themselves.
At the edge of the forest there was a large bush behind which lived a number of hares. Now the hares had plenty of carrots and lettuce but they also had radish, which is something rabbits love more than anything else in the world.
The United Party Advocates (UPA) made friends with the hares that lived beyond the bush. The hares were an uninhibited lot and called themselves the Uninhibited Society of Actives or US of A. They wanted to get friendly with the rabbits since they were quite smart and were multiplying at a furious rate.
To enable the rabbits to access their radish, the hares agreed to a deal called the New Clear Deal with the UPA. This upset the Conservative Party Makers or CPM because they couldn’t understand what the radishes were for. The Big Jolly Party had been trying for years to get radishes from across the bush and had not succeeded. So they protested and argued that it would not benefit the forest. They would lose their independence they cried- in which case the forest would be dominated by the hares.
However the hares from across the bush persevered to make things clear and before you could say 'one, two, three', had proposed the New Clear Deal which guaranteed a constant supply of radishes to all parties that the US of A were invited to. The CPM then sided with the Big Super Party along with the Big Jolly Party against the UPA. But the Super Party enticed a number of rabbits from the BSP and the BJP with offers of unlimited lettuce which they waved in public, much to their leader’s dismay.
So the UPA successfully persuaded the rest of the rabbits and radishes flowed into the forest. Everyone was happy except the CPM who were muttering, “Let us stick to lettuce. Radish is for radicals so we are going to wait till the bush loses its leaves and the US of A is exposed for what it is”.
The moral of the story is that if you cannot see eye to eye then it is better to ‘lettuce’ alone.
Ashwath SriHari , 11B


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What’s More Important – Healthy Food or Tasty Food?

Nutrition Vista organized a National Essay Writing Competition to create awareness in India about the importance of nutrition. Following is the winning article of the 9-12 years category, written by Ojasvi Goyal (10 years) of Class 6A. He won a cash prize of Rs 40,000 and was invited to read his essay at a convention where L.K Advani was present.
What do you want to eat when you come home after a long, tiring day at school? Is it spinach? Is it porridge? Is it sprouts? Most likely not. You probably want to relax in a chair and sip coke while eating chips. So would I. But what if the spinach, porridge and sprouts tasted as good as coke and chips? Wow! This combination of health and taste is just what is needed to make the food perfect.
Healthy food is vital for our well-being. With our hectic lifestyles, we require adequate nourishment. It should contain balanced amounts of carbohydrates, fats, proteins, vitamins, minerals and fibre. Though healthy food is extremely important, would a diner even contemplate eating it if it were insipid? I think healthy but bland food is a total waste as it is unappetizing. Imagine eating oats and boiled vegetables day after day!
Healthy food has to be made scrumptious so that it appeals to our sense of taste. Ayurveda places great emphasis on the concept of shad rasa (six tastes)- sweet, sour, salty, pungent, bitter and astringent. These should be present in balanced proportions in the diet for optimum health. Aromatic spices, herbs and seasoning like lemon juice, green chutney and so on can make any dish mouth-watering.
The problems start when food is eaten only to cater to the whims and fancies of our taste buds. This is a gilt-edged invitation to malnutrition, diabetes, obesity etc. Food is to the body as petrol is to a car, and junk food can be as hazardous as adulterated petrol. Coke has caffeine and refined sugar which play havoc with the body clock and ruin our teeth; chips have saturated fat and 'empty calories' – you get the picture.
I hope I have convinced you that neither just healthy nor just tasty food is the solution. The answer lies in making healthy food tasty. Just to help you, here are some yummy and healthy snacks: cheese and crackers, flavoured yoghurt, granola bars and string cheese. And if these aren’t available, there are always fruits. Be creative! Bon appétit!

Above: Ojasvi Goel (front row, third from left), Shri L.K Advani (back row, centre) and Mrs. Rekha Krishnan (back row, second from right) attend the Campaign for Children's Awareness on Nutrition 2008.

Re-visiting Old Clichés

On the 18th of October, villages all over India are bathed in an unusual silence. Suddenly this silence is shattered by the typical ‘Nahi!’… Sita adorned in her heavy gold jewellery, embellished attire and pancake laden face is dragged to the stage by a monstrous apparition, Ravana. This fellow has enough powder dusted on his face to make him look like a sugar-coated marshmallow, with ravishing red lips and is covered from head to toe in enough bling to make 50 Cent jealous. The more helpless Sita resisted, the more this beast fell for her. After an eternity of tugging and pushing- the hero emerges… and from the mist came Ram who has at last come to save the love of his life, Sita. The scene changes to aimless flashing of paper-swords (flimsy enough to be torn with one’s bare hands), raging insults and sparks of anger (mixed with sparkly dust) between Hanuman, Sugriva, Ram against the fuming Ravana. Finally, good triumphs over evil (which is so predictable). This is accompanied by deafening patakas and hooting from the audience. As Ravana smolders away (replicated in paper maché – thank the lord!). This is a scene from the mythological Ramayana. But now those formalities are history. A Ram Lila for the ‘new generation’ has been created. The buckets of makeup, heavy jewellery and ‘rona-dhona’ is lost and replaced with frilly tutus and a classical jazz production. The story remains the same, except a few frills are embellished to make this set up more appealing to a varying audience. The first actress to star in this production was a petite Mongolian girl- Shinne. Most of the songs are taken from classical ballet productions like The Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairies. Such productions have consumed the world over, to even the most obscure of places. Whether it be traditional, a modern version of the Ram Lila or its contemporary productions, we can clearly see that this event has existed for aeons. It has served as inspiration for productions such as the kaleidoscope of emotions- anger, love, hate- that has mesmerized many. The proof of the pudding lies in how Indian Mythology has a strong and imposing presence. This is one aspect which sets us apart from the rest of the world. Thus we should keep the spirit of our festivals alive and keep the oil lamp lit in our hearts forever and always.
Tara Sen, 10C

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My Favorite Things

Music, raindrops, sunshine and light,
The wings of a bird rustling in flight.
The beauty of sadness,
The laughter of madness,
The feeling of might,
The sharpness of light.
Sincerity, honesty, hope and love,
Knowing that someone is always above,
The power of prayer, uninterrupted sleep,
Making a promise you know you can keep.
Memories to cherish,
Tears of joy,
Pictures in albums,
My childhood toy.
Looks of an angel,
Waning my wings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Tejasvini Puri, 7C

I Went to Spain

When I went to Spain,
It began to rain,
It fell on the airplane,
It fell like a chain,
I went into the rain,
And played happily in the rain.
Rhea Chawla, Raul Singh, Prisha Kumar & Hamza Khan, 2A

She Walks In Peace

Her legs are crooked, her hair unkempt,
Her arms are short, her back is bent,
Standing straight is out of her league,
And yet she walks in peace.
Her mind flows on different notes,
Listen closely to hear the rhythm,
The irresistible original tones,
That you and I cannot fathom.
Her mind is busy with activity,
Darting from here to there to finally nowhere,
How frustrating it must be,
And what an effort to walk in peace.
She is not so peaceful now,
And I am the cause,
For I have forgotten how,
To tune my guitar to match with hers.
She composes the music of her life,
For which she has every right,
I am nobody to say,
That she match my cabaret.
Leaving her helpless to resist,
The notes I persist,
Is another way of caging,
Of betraying & suppressing,
The essence of life, the human soul.
She must walk in peace,
This mindless ignorance must cease,
Creation cannot have meant,
For some to others torment.
Does it matter that her world differs from mine?
Namrata Narula, 7A


A spectrum you will get,
If you hold a prism in the sun,
A rainbow of seven colours,
All combined as one.
This magic is done by light,
A great discovery,
Did you know Mr. Sunlight,
Is a friend to you and me?
A light bulb in the living room,
Or sunshine in the day,
Buddy, whether you like it or not,
Light is here to stay!
Kavya Srivastava, 4A

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To Cell phone or Not To Cell phone

Juliet : O Romeo, Romeo wherefore art thou Romeo.
Deny thy father and refuse thy name…

I was at a stage production of Romeo and Juliet the other day. It started unusually early and was a true work of art. Juliet was played by a young, fanciful maiden with raven hair and rosy lips and Romeo a hunk, a sculpted Greek god, a sight for sore eyes. The famous love story was underway when suddenly the dramatic extravaganza of the balcony scene was punctuated by the tune of Kaanta Lagan and a pot bellied man of the worst kind spoke into his cell phone, ‘Haan, hello, hello, kya hai? Main play mein hoon. Ekdam bakwas. Pata nahin what language it is in. Baad mein phone karta hoon.’ Now this man, who for the sake of convenience I will call Lalaji, seemed oblivious to the marked dirty looks he was attracting. When Kaanta Laga had beeped its way into Romeo and Juliet, all eyes had focused on Lalaji. I personally had a mentally satisfying image of Lalaji being handcuffed and led to prison for criminal disturbance of peace by using a cell phone.

Juliet : Wilt thou begone? It is not yet near day;
It was the nightingale and not the lark
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear
Believe me love, it was the nightingale.

Now you see, I wasn’t quite sure I knew what Juliet was talking about. Lalaji’s beeping brainchild of technology had begun a trend and a plethora of tunes resonated through the auditorium one after the other. Kaanta Laga had stiff competition from Auntiji’s Babuji, Mr. Bond’s Mission Impossible and many others. The regular beeps and rings were severely outclassed. I also couldn’t help but wonder how Juliet and Romeo could gaze deeply into each others eyes and profess their undying love amidst constant cell phonic conversation. I marveled at their acting prowess and resolution. At this point, after a particularly irritating spate of ringing, I discreetly asked the usher to tell these idiots to switch off their cellphones! It never works, does it? But miraculously it seemed to this time.

Juliet : What’s here? A cup closed in my true love’s hand?
Poison I see hath been his timeless end.

At this point Romeo was lying flat on his back with his soul in heaven and Juliet was kneeling beside him, heartbroken. My eyes were brimming with tears and my heart was heavy with the weight of true love’s sacrifice. Guess what happened next. Yes, that’s right. This time it was Saathiya that rippled through the tearful ambiance of the scene. But where was it coming from? Somewhere in front, the first row perhaps.
By the time ‘O happy dagger, this is thy sheath’ rolled around, all tears and emotion had given way to unadulterated rage and I curse everyone from Aziz Premji to Airtel. We discovered who it was later when Romeo was absent for curtain call and loud conversation could be heard from the wings.
Oh the menace of the 21st century! Mobile phones are truly the bane of mankind’s existence. To always be available and connected seems lucrative but in truth it is the devil’s conspiracy to let no man, woman or child rest in peace. We now throng to shops for cell phones and compare newer, racier models. We dance to the tune of our cell phone and the ghosts of our present follow us everywhere.
So all you cell phone users, hear my appeal, in public, all you ring tone freaks, turn off your cell phones please?
Namrata Narula, 7A

The Terrific Trip to Agra

Our trip to Agra was amazing. After a long tiring trip on the bus, stepping into a 5-star hotel called Clark Shiraz was a fabulous relief. Being allowed to stay with our friends in the same room was most terrific. After a scrumptious lunch and a one hour break, we set off for the museum. We saw a few mini structures of the Taj Mahal and loads of great marble inlay work. We asked some people a few questions about the Taj and even saw a small movie on makrana marble. We got to see a small demonstration on how marble inlay work is done. Straight after this, we went to the Agra fort. We returned to the hotel to find a local guide, who answered all our questions. We also saw an awesome magic show. After a delicious dinner, it was time to go to bed. We were woken up early the next morning for our trip to see the Taj Mahal. We saw all the inlay work and calligraphy done. It was all beautiful. We went back to the hotel and ate our breakfast. After this we did a little work and filled in a few sheets for our project. We had lunch once again on our seven hour long journey back to New Delhi. I do wish we go on more trips like this. It really was fun this time!
Kaamya Sharma, 4B

Above: Class 4 makes their annual trip to Agra

The Villain Destroyers

I caught the 9 ‘o’ clock bus last night. When I got off the bus, there was no one on the street, except for an old man, bent over his walking stick. Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. I began to run, but they came nearer and nearer...
I felt someone’s hand on my shoulder. Who was it? I swiveled around to see a man with his face covered with a dark veil, who said, “Give me all your money, or else…” I was about to reach into my bag to give him the money, but I heard someone shout, “Or else… what?” It was the old man, who had been bent over his walking stick! Muscles had popped up from his arms and legs! He had a six pack and was wearing a superhero’s costume! It turned out that he could fly. He flew over to the villain and kicked him in the nose. He then put two fingers in his mouth and gave a loud whistle. Six more superheroes came flying in from the sky! Crash! Bang! Ooof! Wallop! The six superheroes threw the villain up into the sky and said, “If you get into trouble, call us, The Villain Destroyers!” “I will!” I cried. “Thank you so much!” They nodded and flew up into the sky.
I am sure no one will ever do what the villain did to me again. Now I have The Villain Destroyers on my side!

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More people each year are killed by falling coconuts than they are by sharks.
Einstein couldn’t speak fluently till he was nine. His parents thought he might have been retarded.
The sound of E.T. walking was made by someone squishing her hands in Jello.
Every time Beethoven sat down to write music, he poured ice water over his head.
Bird droppings are the chief export of Nauru, an island nation in the Western Pacific.
Millie, the White House dog, earned more than 4 times as much as President Bush in 1991.
There are more plastic flamingos in America than real ones.

“Shut up both of you three!” - Aayushmaan Wassan
Whatever you say, Mr. Wassan.
“What’s a non-vowel called?” - Vir Handa
“It do.” - Shubh Mehra
No, it don’t.
“I’d die for my life.” - Rishika Dhawan
Go ahead.
“Do you know the founder of Muslimism?”- Arushi Sakhuja
Are you the founder of stupidism?


If you had amnesia and then were cured, would you remember that you forgot?
“I am” is reportedly the shortest sentence in the English language. Could it be that “I do” is the longest sentence?
If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?
How come Superman could stop bullets with his chest, but always ducked when someone threw a gun at him?
What would happen if there were no hypothetical questions?


Where was the “Big Bang Experiment” held? Seems like a laughably easy question doesn’t it? But it seems it wasn’t all that simple for the ‘Science Geniuses’ here at Vasant Valley. Here are some of the most ridiculous, way-out and frankly impossible answers we got from the random passersby we stopped and demanded answers from.

Nikhita Sagar: In Davy Jones’ Locker at the end of the world! WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!
The effects Jack Sparrow has on the impressionable minds of children today... Savvy?
Vivan Puri: Underwater!
So the pretty fish can fascinate the scientists?
Abhishek Dhawan: Somewhere on the fourth planet from the sun.
Upasana Periwal: Next to the Chem Lab!
Vasant Valley goes international!
Priyanka Agarwal: Kazakhstan, to explode the people there!
Well this one’s got a career in politics all lined up.
Mahi Chopra: In the T.V.
Excellence indeed.

Well, now it’s time to educate the young masses: The Big Bang Experiment’ was conducted in Geneva (on the France-Switzerland border) earlier this month. When you compare that answer to those imaginative creations we were bombarded with, it seems kind of boring doesn’t it? But on the bright side, they definitely seemed to have been paying the Innovation Workshops some attention! Stay tuned for even crazier VVIQ! Au Revoir!

Class I Experimenting in the Splash Taal


Mallika Pal, Ramya Ahuja, Tejasvita Singh, Vani Shriya, Vedika Berry, Ayesha Malik, Devika Agrawal, Nikhil Pandhi, Sanjana Malhotra,
Tara Sen, Arushi Kumar, Bhavik Singh, Kunal Datta, Meghna Mann, Rhea Sadh, Sara Chatterjee, Vanshika Wadhwa, Akbar Iqbal, Avanti Gupta, Jahan Nargolwala, Mahi Titus, Soumya Dasgupta, Tarunima Prabhakar
Editor: Diva Gujral