aditi's simple thoughts (original)

Maybe if, We all gave A little more time From our Lives, The world Would be A b etter Place.

A poem that has been sitting in my Google Docs for quite a while now. Written fro a prompt given to the class by my fifth grade teacher: What is your most treasured item and why? It was originally a piece of prose, but I turned it into poetry instead. Pencil Long, Hard, Easily broken. Grows shorter As it's used. Expressing Freely, Making its mark. Never ending color Gracing each sheet. Line by line, Shape by shape, Word by word, A pencil that can change the world.

A PTA/PTO funded annual project, called Reflections, was presented at my school. I decided to take part in it, submitting a drawing and a poem for this year's theme: Within Reach . Here is the poem, titled Almost . Almost Aditi Bhattamishra So close. So very close. So tantalizingly close. A couple more inches. A couple more steps. A couple more hopes. A couple more dreams. A few more falls. A few more burns. A few more hurdles. A few more tears. I see it. I see the light. Almost there. I’m almost there. Almost.

Written for a prompt given to me by my mother. though the intended writing should have been more specific and biographical. The Life of A Chair The chair. A simple, basic object used daily without much thought. Defined by the importance of the sitter, and how hard said sitter’s tush is. The chair’s humble beginnings start in a factory, as most other objects do. Each chair has its own unique story, each boasting a different experience. Some have gone through the careful polishing and painting of wood, while others recall of the molds that formed there brightly colored, spinning bodies. Either way, all chairs have the same fate. All chairs leave the factory not knowing what they are in for. Each is excited to finally have a purpose, whether it be to add comfort at the dining table, or to seat the president in the Oval Office. Of course, us oblivious humans wouldn’t notice a thing, because they are, after all, inanimate objects. We would just fall gracefully (...

        As I mentioned in the previous post, wizarding spells are, 99% of the time, derived from Latin words. Here are some well-known spells and their English meanings. Most spells are from Latin though there are a few exceptions. We'll start off with a personal favorite: Expecto Patronum - I expect a guardian   Lumos -Latin for  light   Nox -Latin for night   Imperius -Modification of impero , meaning  I order Crucio - Modification of  cruciare , meaning crucify/torture Avada Kedavra -From Aramaic abracadabra , meaning let the thing be destroyed , the thing being life Expelliarmus - Expel means to throw out , and armus is Latin for arm Sectumsempra - Sectum means to cut, and sempra is close to semper , meaning always  Stupefy -Similar to Latin stupeo , 'to be stunned' Accio -Modification of accerso , Latin for to summon Aguamenti - Aqua means water , and augmen means growth Alohomora -West African word mea...

        Harry Potter. Percy Jackson. It seems like you can't get  enough of either. They're both so unique, both so compelling. So why in the world is there so many similarities?         I mean, there are obvious ones. Let's start with the fact that both of our main characters, Harry and Percy, have the exact same features.  Apart from the scar and glasses, both characters have jet black hair and bright green eyes. Both of them look surprisingly like their fathers, except for a few key features (Harry's eyes, Percy's attitude.)          Besides the physical features, both have come from rather abusive backgrounds, and neither had known their parent(s) until a well-enough age (twelve for Percy, never for Harry.) Both are better at practical fighting /dueling, whereas they, *ahem* lack in the brains department.         Then there are Harry and Percy's friends. Ron and Grover are the comic r...

        I know, I know, the title is very  click-baity, but this is an topic I have to address. I love the Harry Potter series, and, among my favorite characters (other than the main three) is none other than Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black. This post is going to explain why this much-hated, much-abused character is also the least understood         Draco Lucius Malfoy (born June 5th, 1980) was a born Slytherin. A proud pure-blood, Draco and Harry have been enemies ever since there first year. As the story progresses, we see how much of a "git" Draco is, with his deceitful, cunning personality. He is, in a manner of speaking, the anti-Harry (such as the way Pansy Parkinson is the anti-Hermione.) But under all these layers is, inevitably, a spoiled boy.          First and foremost, I find it necessary to remind that the entire Harry Potter saga (excluding The Cursed Child) is told from Harry's...