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Wedding Ceremoney Surya Narayana Nanda and Sanjukta Pattanaik 31 My Adventures this Year Sumedha Mohanty 34 My Summer Ava Laxmi Dass 35 Sonic vs. Dr. Eggmann Nikhil Sagar 36 The Scriptures Krisha Rath 37 My Trip Back to Washington DC Nishita Kar 38 My Trip to Canada with my Jeje and Maa Anjaneya Kar 39 Thunder Aryan Patra 40 Energy Aryan Patra 40 Road to the Championship Adi Dass 41 My India Trip Anuska Mishra 42 In New Super Mario Bros. World Nilesh Madi Sagar 44 Monster Quest Rishav Mohanty 46 My First Campout Anuj Samal 47 The Ranch Mallesh Maharana 48 @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç

Temples in Orissa Diksha Rath 51 Different Ways of Discrimination Dhara Mohapatra 53 My Confusing Thoughts Shilpita Mitra-Behura 56 Stepping Stone Saswat Pati 58 Colors Saswat Pati 59 Stars Saswat Pati 59 Humans Saswat Pati 60 2013 BSA El Rancho Cima Summer Camp Anuraag Routray 61 Earth in a 1000 Years Shyam N. Panigrahi 64 Amar Bose: a Teacher, Entrepreneur.. Devarun Dass 66 Silver Necklace Ishita (Gini) Patra 68 Ratha Yatra Ishita (Gini) Patra 68 Insecurity Divya Rath 70 Individuality Divya Rath 70 Truth Always Wins Arnav Mohanty 72 A Bunch..... Meha Mohapatra 73 Experience Everything Subrat Mahapatra 74 Lori Goes to College Sangita and Surath Rath 76 PILS Essay Renuka Rege 77 Do You Remember Me? Simba Mitra-Behura 78 Bellatrix : Bella Mohapatra 80 Happy Birthday Mrigaa Alwyn 82 I Bow to Her Amit Kumar Patra 84 The Casualty of Convenience Soumya Rege 88 Why I Drive a High-Value Car? Gopal Mohapatra 90 Houston Ratha Jatra System Raghu Dass 92 Lord Jagannath’s Miracle: A Gift of Life Arati Nanda Pati 94

In Memorium 46 Late Monorama Sarangi Swayamprava Misra 99 Professor Benudhar Pradhan Satyajit Pradhan 100

OCC Accounts details 104 Directory 105

Children Directory 105 Telephone Directory 111 Address Directory 115

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Alata

An Annual Magazine of the Oriya Community of the Greater Houston Area

Editor: Arati Nanda Pati

Youth Editor: Rook Sahu

Cover page: Yunuen and Debananda

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Cover Page Description:

Front Cover Page: Malisha Pattanaik and Ramakanta Epili’s Wedding. The grand ceremony took place at the Hilton Americas in Downtown Houston on August 17, 2013. Acharya Dr. Surya Narayan Nanda conducted the Vedic rites to proclaim Ramakanta and Malisha as husband and wife in front of an enthusiastic audience. Approximately 500 guests attended the wedding organized by the girl’s parents, Dr. Deepak Pattanaik and Mrs. Sanjukta Pattanaik. The wedding was followed by a lavish reception. It was a unique Odia Madhur Milan that many Odia residents saw for the first time in Houston, USA. The thread of connection between the Epili (Dr. Duryodhan Epili and Mrs. Sabitri Epili) and the Pattnaik’s families drew every Odia closer to the basics of cultural perimeter. Prior to the wedding, Mrs. Pattanaik performed all Odia rituals, Jai Anukula, Mangana, and Dian Mangula along with ladies from the community to establish an Odia village away from home land.

Back Cover Page: Odia Jhoti by Suman Samal. This alpana or chita was created by Suman on the eve of 6th Annual Houston Rath Yatra at the doorsteps of BAPS Haveli, Houston on July 14, 2013. The unique art form on the front courtyard and altar’s of Tulasi plant is made from the rice paste. It is considered to be auspicious and important in odian life style. It brings luck and happiness to every home during Manabasa Gurubars , months of Kartik and Margashir, and festivals and festivities of ceremonial weddings . With the help of the community ladies, Suman created a magnificent alpana this year to welcome guests warmly. Later this alpana was highly appreciated for its size, shape, and designing details. This was published in Houston Chronicle, the leading daily News Paper of Houston on July 15, 2013. The picture of the infant Jhoti was taken by Suman Samal herself.

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New Born Babies Saachi Satpathy

Daughter of Sambit Satpathy and Jayashree Hota. Born on August 1, 2013

Risha Tripathy

Daughter of Dibyojyoti Tripathy & Shalaka Kotkar‐Tripathy. Born on January 16, 2013 Aarnavi Singh

Daughter of Bikram Singh & Samina Sahoo. Born on Nov 15, 2012.

Sahil Sahoo Son of Sankarsan Sahoo & Tanima Sahoo. Born on 14 June 2011. Congratulations to our Graduates

Subrat Mahapatra Graduated from Memorial High School and joined Trinity University, is the son of Dr. Shailendra Mahapatra and Mrs. Jochhna Mahapatra.

Smruti Rath Graduated from Michael E. DeBakey High School and joined Washington University in St. Louis, is the daughter of Mr. Surath Rath and Mrs. Sangita Rath. Priyasha Patel Graduated from Katy High School and joined McCombs School of Business, at University of Texas, Austin is the daughter of Mr. Pradeep Ku. Patel and Mrs. Josha Manjari Patel.

Renuka Rege Graduated from Rice University and joined Harvard School of Law, is the daughter of Dr. Ajay Rege and Mrs. Soumya Rege. This is an illustrated story that Akanksha Acharya (Khusi), daughter of Sontoshi and Aruni had authored for Houston PBS (Public Broadcasting Service) writer's contest for which she was awarded at PBS writer's contest award celebration 2013.

The End Swapnil (Neel) Rao Botu Son of Sunil Kumar & Sudeepta Kumari By Harman Tripathy Son of Dibyojyoti & Shalaka - by Arpan

Arpan Dutta Son of Satya & Sushri Sangita Page-1

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Ishita is 6 years old, goes to Bonnie Holland elementary school in Katy. She is the daughter of Gyanendra and Sarita Patra. She loves to draw, paint, read, sing and dance. She has put everything in her heart map which is close to her heart.

Ishita’s Heart Map Nikhil Sagar Son of Bidyasagar & Vanishree Aryan Singh Son of Bikram Singh & Samina Sahoo. Siddhant Satpathy son of Sambit Satpathy & Jayashree Hota Siddhant Siddhant Orissa Culture Center (OCC) Cultural Events 2012-2013 Boita Bandana November 24, 2012 Photo by Sunil Sahoo Bhoomi Puja, OCC Land, 2002 DeSoto St. November 25, 2012 Photo by Sunil Sahoo

Ratha Jatra July 14, 2013 Photo by Ananta Patel Ganesh Puja September 15, 2013 Ram Leela, October 19, 2013 Malisha weds Ramakanta , August 17, 2013

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Mrs. Prabhati Patnaik is from Berhampur, Ganjam. She is the mother of Soudamini Mishra's close friend Dr. Manoj Kumar Patnaik. . Mrs Pravati Patnaik has contributed lot of stories, essays, poems in daily news papers, and different Oriya magazines published in Ganjam area. She has also published an Odiya novel "Srabani", and another is on its way.

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SÑa_e ÒafÐbËcÞÒe hÐcÊLÐ jÐDÜVÊ jÐDÜVÊ cÞfÞdÐH @QÐ_L cÊ¦Ð `ÊZÞ cÞfÞ\ÐH ÒaÒf ÒaÒf ceÑQÞLÐ HB kj-mÊk, jÊM-]ÊÓM, AhÐ-jé`ð bÞ[Òe cÞfÞ\ÐH SÑa_e @_ÊbË[Þ ÒjB @_ÊbË[Þ AZÞ]ÞH `ÊZÞ LÞRÞ _ËA LeÞaÐe Ò`ÍeZÐ SÑa_ jÐ` hÞXÞ ÒMf bÞ[Òe AD \Òe aÞhéÐj LeÞaÐLÊ BoÐkÊH ÒjB @]óhÔ h¦Þ, aÞhé_Þ¯«Ð*Ê ...

Dr. Manoj Kumar Patnaik is a close friend of Soudamini Mishra. Currently he is working as a reader, and geologist in Khallikote College, Berhampur.

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16 S_êÐ½cÑ - S_ê]Þ_e hÊÒboÐ -aÐj«Ñ h[`\Ñ

Òk Ló» ... ASÞ S_êÐ½cÑ, [Êce S_ê]Þ_ `ÍbË jaÊ ÒmÐL* jkÞ[ cÊÜ [Êc ctÞeLÊ NmÞ [ÊcLÊ S_ê]Þ_e hÊÒboÐ SZÐBaÐ `ÐBÜ

bÐeÞ BoÐ ÒkD\ÞmÐ LkÞaÐLÊ 'kÐ`Þ aÐ\à ÒX' , bÐeÞ BoÐ ÒkD\ÞmÐ LkÞaÐLÊ "Òc_Þ Òc_Þ kÐ`Þ eÞV_àjç @$ç ]Þ ÒX '

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'JÜ LÞâÕ Ló»Ð¯ ÒNÐaÞtÐ¯ ÒNÐ`Ñ S_ amâbÐ¯ JÜ _ÒcÐ - bNaÒ[ aÐjÊÒ]aÐ¯' HkÞ c§ ÒcÐ [Ê¨Òe [Êc S_ê ]Þ_ `ÐBÜ NÐ_ ÒkD `ÍbË Ð 'jÒaà ba«Ê jÊMÑ_ jÒaà j«Ê _ÞeÐc¯Ð ' H hÊÒboÐe c§ jcª* `ÐBÜ [Êc S_ê]Þ_e D`kÐe ÒkD ...

Smt. Basanti Satapathy is Jayashree Hota’s mother-in-law. She is the wife of Prof. Dr. Niranjan Satapathy. She is a devoted social worker and homemaker.

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17 S¯ SN_ðÐ\ -hÑÍc[Ñ _ÞeÊ`cÐ Ò]aÑ

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NkêÐ `aà hÍÐaZ `ËÀàcÑÒe LeÐdÐH Ð HkÞ]Þ_ ÒNÐ`ËSÐ ÒkÐB\ÐH Ð HkÞ `ÊÒ_BÜe `ÍªÊ[Þ WÞLç eS @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç

NkêÐ jaÊ `ÊÒ_BÜ c^ÔÒe ÒhÍº Ð Ò[ZÊ `ÞWÐ NkêÐ `ÊÒ_BÜ aÞÒhi LeÞ afb]Í* S_ê ]Þ_ `ZÐ[ kÊH, HkÐ aÔ[Ñ[ jéÐ]Þ½ jaÊ `ÍLÐee DÒ~hÔÒe `Ðf_ LeÐdÐH Ð Òj NÐC Ò`VeÊ MÐ]Ô `Ð_Ñ¯ ÒmÐÒL _ÞS _ÞS h¦Þ @_ÊjÐÒe S_ê ÒkÐB\ÞaÐeÊ Òj\ÞÒe ]ÊBVÞ NÐC QÞ[Í LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð [ÐRXÐ Òj]Þ_ Ac NÐÜÒe AÒc LeÐdÐB\ÐH Ð ÒNÐVÞH `ÐMÒe Nbà bÞ[Òe \ÞaÐ ÒdÒ[ÒaÒf `ÞmÐ \ÞmÊ _ÐWÞc (_VÊ `eÞ LÞ«Ê _VÊ J @_ÔVÞ NÐC jkÞ[ RÊA lÑe `ÞD\ÞaÐ QÞ[Í _ÊÒkÜ) ÒMf ÒMfÊ\ÞmÊ Ð HkÞ]Þ_ Ac @qfÒe ÒkÐB\ÐH Ð [Ð D`eLÊ afb]Í, jÊb]ÍÐ, SN_ðÐ\ aÍÐkêZcÐÒ_ ÒdDÜcÐ__*e aÍ[ _ÐkÞÜ d\Ð l[ÍÞ¯ , J @_ÔÐ_Ô Ò]aÐÒ]aÑ [\Ð `hÊ `lÑ, jeÑjó` , M¨Ð¯[, [\Ð @_ÔÐ_Ô aNàe ÒmÐL bËAÜ, N¨, _ÞhÊZÞ B[ÔÐ]Þ ÒdÒ[ `Ðe«Þ LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð cÐkÐ« A]Þ*Ê `B[Ð `ÞuÐB LÞRÞ ÒeÐSNÐe LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð NÐÜÒe A]ÞaÐjÑ ÒhÍZÑe TÞ@cÐÒ_ Òj]Þ_ RÊVÞ \ÞaÐeÊ Oe Oe dÐB c_ DmâÐjÒe NkêÐ `ÊÒ_BÜ ]Þ_ jLÐfÊ DWÞ NÐÒ^ÐB jÐeÞ Oee NÑ[ NÐB _ÐQ c^Ô LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð Òj]Þ_ ±Ñ ÒmÐLcÐÒ_ LÐLeÐ `ÞWÐ LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð `Òe ÒjkÞ ÒjcÐ_*e c_ MÊaç `Í$Êmâ \ÐH Ð LÐeZ HkÞ QÞ[Í D`Òe ÒNÐae, `B[Ð, $Êm, Qt_ B[ÔÐ]Þ jc¯Òe QÐi LÐce hÍcÞL cÐ_*e ÒeÐSNÐe Ò]B `ÞWÐe ÒbÐN Le«Þ Ð ÒdDÜ `ÞWÐVÞ ÒbÐN bm ÒkÐB\ÐH Ð ^Ð_ aRÐ jc¯Òe jcÒª LeÐdÐB\ÐH [ÐLÊ NÐCLÊ MÐBaÐLÊ ]ÞAdÐH Ð cSÊeÑ @Ò`lÐ LÊ[ÞA (WÞLÐ) Ò_B\Ð«Þ Ð JXÞhÐ LóiÞ `Í^Ð_ eÐSÔ `ÐBÜ ÒNÐ ckÞcÐ @RÞ Ð dÐkÐ$fÒe ÒjcÐÒ_ cSÊeÑe 3/4 NÊZ @^ÞL Ò[ZÊ jLÐfÊ `Í\Òc NÐC af]* jÞ=Òe Ò[m ÒeÐSNÐe LeÞ\Ð«Þ Ð jÞtÊe mNÐB $Êm cÐf `ÞuÐB ]Ñ`Òe atÐB mÊZ MÐBaÐLÊ ]ÞAdÐH Ð Òj]Þ_ [Ð*e d_ú c^Ô HkÞ NkêÐ `ÊÒ_BÜe AD HL aÞÒhi[é @RÞ dÐkLÞ _ÞAdÐH Ð NÐÜÒe AN NÐCÒNÐeÊ* NÊkÐf NÊXÞL eÐlÑ au_ Ð bDZÑ bÐBLÊ eÐlÑ aÐuÞ ]ÞH Ð LnÐ Oe \ÞmÐ Ð Ò[ZÊ M[ cÊ[Òe NÐ[ ÒkÐB jÐcÐ_Ô jË[Ð MÞH LÞ«Ê HkÐe ck[é akÊ[ Ð dÐD\ÞmÐ Ð NkêÐ `ÊÒ_BÜ ]Þ_ cÊeÊc cÐVÞ AZÞ MÐm bDZÑ bÐBLÊ c\ÐÒe Qt_ mNÐB ^Ë`Òe atÐB YÞ` brÞà LeÞ ]ÞA dÐD\ÞmÐ Ð bÐBe jcª c=f LÐc_Ð LeÞ [ÐLÊ elÐ LeÞa ÒaÐmÞ eÐlÑ aÐuÞ]ÞH Ð [Ð a]fÒe bÐB c^Ô bDZÑLÊ LÞRÞ D`kÐe ]ÞH Ð HkÞ au_ ]éÐeÐ cc[Ð O_Þ½ kÊH Ð

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21 ]Þ@«Þ Òd ÒjcÐ_*e dÐ[ÍÐÒe Òd`eÞ ÒLßÐZjÞ NkêÐ `ËÀàcÑLÊ _ÐeÞÒLf `ËÀàcÑ c^Ô LÊkÐdÐH Ð l[Þ _ OÒV Ð HkÞ ]Þ_LÊ c^Ô jÕ²ó[ bÐiÐ jcÊ]Í _ÐaÞL cÐÒ_ _ÐeÞÒLf jcÊ]Í Ò]a[Ð*Ê ]Þaj eËÒ` `Ðf_ LeÐdÐH Ð

Sri Bibekananda Nanda is the father of Dr. Arati Nanda Pati of Houston, TX. He lives at Bolani, Keonjhar, Odisha. He worked as a Foreman; Workman Inspector for the Steel Authority of India Limited (SAIL). He was the secretary of the Indian National Trade Union Congress (INTUC), Bolani Branch. With his untiring dedication and leadership, Bolani mines became a part of the SAIL in 1979. He is a social worker and reformer. Currently, he is associated with Basundhara. For preparing this article, he visited his native village Sarei, Keonjhar and took few pictures of the Gamha Purnima celebration on August 21, 2013.

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Late Manorama Sarangi was the mother of Swayamprava Misra of Sugar Land. She lived with her husbad Late Dr. Madhabanda Sarangi and seven children in Cuttack, Odisha.

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Smt. Sakuntala Patnaik is the elder sister of Sanjukta (Manju) Pattanaik. She has written this article on the eve of Malisha's wedding. Jai Anukula is the first ritual of Odia wedding. Following that, the 1st invitation card is sent to Lord Jagannath of Puri temple. Then the second invitation goes out to bride's mother's paternal family. Then all invitation cards are distributed among friends and relatives. This year, many ladies from our community attended and performed these rituals prior to the wedding. It was a great contribution from Smt. Sakuntala as it created nostalgic moments in everyone's heart while celebrating these traditional Odia activities here in Houston for the first time.

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-Compiled by Acharya Dr. Surya Narayana Nanda and Smt. Sanjukta Pattanaik

The Hindu Wedding ceremony is the thirteenth among the sixteenth samskars or rites that a Hindu observes in his or her lifetime. A Wedding is considered a sacrament. It is meant to unite two persons so firmly that although they retain their two bodies, they become one in spirit. The rituals in the Wedding Ceremony stem from the Vedas, the oldest of Hindu scriptures. Each ritual has a philospiphical and spiritual significance. It involves verses chanted in Sanskrit, the sacred language of Hindu scriptures. The ceremony takes place in a mandap or a Wedding pavilion, which represents the Universe. The center of the man dap represents the earth, the four corners represent the four directions and four pillars represent the four Parents. The fire represents The God who is divine witness of the union. The flowers used in the ceremony represent the joy in our hearts. The grains offered in the holy fire represent prosperity as well as food to nourish and sustain life. The coconut represents the fertility and the sweets to ensure a sweet life. The recitation of particular mantras and prayers is believed to convey a Message to God for the blessing of the spiritual union. Baraat or Barajatri (Groom’s Procession) The Groom arrives at the Wedding place with his family and friends.There is dancing and music .The festive procession signifies a celebration of joy for the new relationships of the Bride, groom and families. Swagat or Baata Baran (Welcoming the Groom) The Bride’s family formally greets the Groom. He is adorned with a garland and escorted by Bride’s father and the Brides mother performs Aarti to ask the divine powers to give their blessing for the ceremony. Kanya Aagman (Arrival of the Bride) Led by her father, the Bride enters the man dap (Wedding Altar) Jaimala (Exchange of Garlands) The Bride and Groom exchange garlands as a gesture of their willingness to accept each other as life partners and pledging to respect each other. Kanyadaan (Giving Away the Bride) The Bride’s family expresses their wishes to give away their daughter in marriage. The father of the Bride places her hand in the groom’s hand saying “We give our daughter in marriage to you”. We pray that Almighty may guide you both in your life together. In Vedic law, Kanyadaan is considered to be the highest form of a pious duty performed by the Bride’s parents. Hata Ganthi (Tying of Hands) @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 32

The Bride’s father places her right palm on the Groom’s right palm. Bride’s father then asks the the groom to accept the Bride as an equal partner from this day forward. The Groom accepts and the priest prays for the happy Reunion as the priest ties the hands of the Bride and Groom together. Vivah Hawaan (Invocation of the Fire God) The marriage is solemnized in the presence of Lord Agni, the sacred God of fire, symbolizing light, power and unity. Crushed sandalwood, herbs, sugar, rice, ghee, camphor are offered to the ceremonial fire invoking the God’s blessing. Lord Agni is the principle witness of the ceremony; He dispels darkness and leads the couple to eternal light and knowledge. Panigrahanam (Accepting Each Other) The Bridegroom stands facing the Bride, holds her right hand and they both take vows to love, cherish and protect each other throughout life. Shilarohana (Stepping On a Stone) Brother of the Bride, helps her step on a stone, which symbolizes strength, purpose, and firmness in the couple’s journey of life. Then the brother offers parched rice to the Bride so that she may offer to God. Laajaa-homa (Offering of Parched Rice) The couple makes the offering of parched rice to the fire, praying for the prosperity and growth in their Lives. Mangal Phera (Steps Around the Holy fire) Bride and Groom circle the holy fire four times. The four Feras (circles) represent the four basic goals of Hindu life: Dharma (religious and moral duties) Artha (prosperity) Kama (energy and passion) Moksha (liberation) During mangalpheras making offerings to the Almighty, the Bride and Groom go around the Agnikunda, The Bride leads in the first three rounds and the Groom leads the last round signifying their continual journey in spiritual libration. The couple invokes the blessings of God for good luck and wisdom. Granthi-Bandhana (Tying of the Sacred Knot) Groom’s sister ties a knot between Groom’s stole and Bride’s veil. The knot symbolizes everlasting unity between the couple and their families. Saptapadi (Seven Steps and Sacred Vows) Saptapadi is one of the most ancient aspects of Vedic wedding. Bride and Groom take seven steps to symbolize the beginning of their journey together for life with God as their guide.These steps represent Seven Principles and Promises to each other. Step 1: Let us provide for our household, stay in good health and carry out our duties and responsibilities to each other, and our families. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 33

Step.2: Let us develop our mental and spiritual powers. Step.3: Let us increase our wealth and comfort by righteous and proper means. Step.4: Let us acquire knowledge, happiness and harmony by mutual love, respect and trust. Step.5: Let us be blessed with contended family of noble and healthy children. Step.6: Let us be blessed with long life. Step.7: Let us remain true companions, committed only to each other. Hridaya-Aalambhan (Mutual Surrender) The Bride and the Bridegroom placing their hand on each other’s shoulder, vow to be one mind and listen to each other with perfect attention. Sindoor and Mangalsutra The Groom places sindoor (sacred red powder) on the Bride’s hair symbolizing her as a married woman. The mangalsutra signifies the groom’s abiding love and devotion for the Bride. The couple exchange rings here as well. Kansar Bhojan: The Bride and Groom feed each other with sweets, signifying their pledge to love and care for each other Kauri Khela: Kauri khela refers to the playing of kauri (conch shell) by the newly wed couple. It is believed to bring wealth and harmony. The Groom holds a kauri in his fist which the Bride tries to openwith both her hands. In the next round, the Bride makes a tight fist with both her hands and keeps the kauri in side. The Groom tries to open it using his single hand. Ashirvadah (Blessings) The Priest by recitation of Vedic mantras offers blessing to the Bride and the Groom. The newly wed couple at this time seeks blessing from the Priest, family, and friends for a happily married life together. The Priest, family and friends shower the couple with flower petals with blessings. Shanti Paath (Prayer for Peace) The Priest offers a prayer of peace and tranquility for the newlyweds, as well as peace through out the universe.

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My Adventures This Year -Sumedha Mohanty

was very scared on the suspension bridge because it was really high, long and shaking all the time. Under the bridge was a waterfall .Then we went to mama's uncle and aunty for dinner. Next day, we went to Whistler on a van and enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the way. In Spring break with friends Whistler, we went on so many Gondolas Over the spring break I went to Corpus that finally dropped us in the snow. My body was freezing but i felt very excited. Christi. On the first day, we went to a It was like another world. On the way warship and it had some cool planes on back, we also stopped to see a brown the very top of the deck. On the second baby bear roaming around. day, we went to an aquarium. We had lots of fun there. Two days we stayed My trip to the world of chocolates there and our parents prepared I could not wait to go to Hershey. I was yummy puri, chicken curry, chhena very excited to make my own chocolate. podo and kobi bhoja. There was ice They told us how they made chocolate cream in the fridge and we could eat as long, long ago. Then, we went on a ride much as we want. It was a beautiful, which showed how chocolates are made. beautiful trip. It showed cows and how the milk is used Trip to British Columbia in chocolate. Then, I made my own chocolate filled with sprinkles. After that, I first went to Victoria. We had our hotel we went on a bus that had five different near the harbor. We went on a bus to the chocolates. My favorite one had half world famous Butchart garden. There white chocolate and half dark chocolate. were so many flowers in the garden. I ate The next day we went to the pool. After an ice cream which was so, so tasty. I that, I played monopoly with my mom. also rode on a carousel. Next day near by Then, I bought my favorite chocolate our hotel there was a famous shop of again. Finally, our trip came to an end chocolates. We had a sample and that and we went to the airport. When I get to was filled with caramel .Then I bought a my next vacation, I want to go again to milk chocolate that had a smiley face on Hershey. It was the best place I have been it. We then went to Vancouver on a ferry. to in my entire life. The sea was very beautiful. There, we went on a suspension bridge. My mama

Sumedha (Lichi) is a 2nd grader at Askew Vanguard Elementary School. She likes math and science. In her free time, she likes to watch cartoon, play and dance. She is the daughter of Asish and Anuradha Mohanty. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 35 My Summer

-Ava Lakshmi Dass

This summer we went to our friend’s graduation in Dallas. We had a sleepover with them. We went on boat with them. We visited California. We went to a beach with them. My brothers swam in the cold water and I did not. We went to a park. We walked and it was fun. This summer we also went to a marriage party in downtown Houston. We ate good food and we danced a lot with friends. It was very very very fun.

Ava is a first-grade student at Harmony School of Excellence. She is a Gifted and Talented student. Ava enjoys reading and likes to learn Odissi. She plays with her brothers Dev and Adi.

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Sonic vs Dr.Eggman

-Nikhil Sagar

The first thing about Sonic is that Sonic is the best runner in the planet.But his enemy Dr.Eggman wants to rule the world. But Sonic always stops Eggmans plan. Dr.Eggman sends robots to stop Sonic the Hedgehog. Sonic is a very fast runner but his dad shadow can go even faster. And his friend Knuckles can punch really hard and his best friend Tails can fly with his multiple tails.

Nikhil Sagar is the youngest son of Bidyasagar and Vanishree Madi

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The Scriptures -Krisha Rath

The Upanishads tell about Bramhan. They are the summary of the Vedas. They also have stories like The Vedas, Upanishads, Nachiketa and Harischandra in them. Upavedas, and the Bhagavad Gita make They are also kind of related with the 2 up the scriptures. There are 4 Vedas, 4 great Indian epics: the Ramayana and the Upavedas and more than 100 Mahabharata. The most well-known Upanishads. There are 700 verses in the Upanishad is the Katha-Upanishad. Now Bhagavad Gita. Okay, now that the we will go to the Bhagavad Gita. introduction is over, we’ll go to Vedas, our first subject. The Bhagavad Gita is the summary of the Upanishads. It was The 4 Vedas are Rig Veda, Sama written in the Mahabharata. It is kind of Veda, Atharva Veda, and Yagur Veda. unique because everything else in the The Vedas tell you everything from Mahabharata was written by Ved Vyas, philosophy to spirituality. Vedas have but the Bhagavad Gita was told by God other knowledge too, though. Whenever himself. Krishna told Arjuna it and somebody asks who he/she is, the Vedas showed him his Vishwaroopa form. If give the answer. The German philosopher you wanted to go deep into it, you can Max Miller translated the Vedas so that read Sankya Yoga; since it is the the rest of the world could read them. summary of the Bhagavad Gita. Okay, so Okay, now that you have information on that’s the Bhagavad Gita. Vedas, we shall proceed to the Upavedas. If you want the description more The 4 Upavedas are Danur Veda, organized, you could also describe it Gandharva Veda, Ayur Veda, and Arda- using cows as an example. The four cows Shastra Veda. They stand for medicine, are the four Vedas, with 1 specific cow as economics, warfare and science. When an Upanishad. The cow’s legs are the Kacha, son of Brihaspati, (the mentor of Upavedas, the cow’s milk the Bhagavad the Devas) went to Shukracharya to get Gita, the cowherd as Krishna and the the “sannjivani” (art of resurrection), he receiver of the milk as Prtha (Arjuna). I also got the knowledge of the Upavedas. hoped that you liked this article and Okay, that was the Upavedas. Now, we learned a lot from it. proceed to the Upanishads!

Krisha Rath is the youngest daughter of Kalyan Rath and Durba Mishra. She is 6 years old and in the 2nd grade. Krisha also likes to do classical Odissi dancing, read, and sing classical music.

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My Trip Back From Washington DC -Nishita Kar

crew was very nice and consoled After all the fun in Washington DC with everybody in the flight. Maa was really Jeje, Maa, Papa, Bui and Dhana, we had stressed out. Me and my Bui were sitting to rush to the airport to board the flight to away from rest of the family. We were Houston via San Antonio. We were asked to move away from that row to a supposed return and go to Debananda back row. We sat next to a NASA officer. uncle’s house for lunch. The Flight to He explained what the problem was and San Antonio was smooth. The flight back should be alright. The flight took off to Houston was extremely short yet long again without landing as the crew scary and awesome. It was a new mechanics worked on the gear. The flight experience for me. went round and round to save fuel while giving some time. The hostess asked us I had seen and heard a lot about to get to emergency landing position and emergency flight landing but never to leave everything behind when we jump experienced. I wish nobody ever gets to out through the slide. They also showed experience this. As we were about to as how to jump. The officer sitting next land, I could hear the wheels open and to me was continuously talking and close a couple of times. My Mom said making me feel comfortable. I was not may be they are facing some problem. Lo scared and was excited. behold, after couple of minutes I saw the flight Captain and other crew members After sometime the Captain announced hovering near the row I was seating. I that the Gear was giving a green signal saw they opened a hole near my feet and and we were ready to land. The flight checking something. I could see the landed extremely smooth. Everybody in land!! through that hole. I asked ‘What is flight clapped and thanked the Captain going on? Why have they opened the and crew members. They laughed as the hole?’ Captain said “Thank you for flying with us and please fly Southwest again”. It A nice hostess standing next to my seat was such an irony. said” Sweetie everything will be alright and we will set it right. There is a “ All is well that ends well” malfunction in the landing gear.” The “All izz well”.

Nishita Kar is in 3rd Grade in Massey Ranch Elementary School, Pearland. She is the daughter of Jyoti and Sarmistha Kar. She Learns dance and loves to sing and fashion

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We went to the Parliament Hill I was all excited about my trip to where they have a historical bell which Canada. I could not wait for the day to was remaining from a fire. In Ottawa we come when we would fly to Canada. I saw the Rideau River and the Canal woke up as early as 4:15am in the which is man-made and was made by the morning. I packed my books and my British. The Rideau Canal in winter sweater. Then, we loaded our luggage freezes and becomes the longest ice into the car to head to the Airport. We skating rink. We also visited Val Morin checked in the luggage and went through to see the Ayappan and Krishna temple security checking. We boarded the and the Shivling on the top of a Southwest Airlines from Houston-Hobby mountain. On our way back we went to airport. We flew to Greater International Montreal a French colony. Airport Rochester via Chicago Midway. Two days later we went to We rented a dark gray seven seat Mazda Toronto and visited the 5th wonder of the CX-9 from Avis. World, the CN Tower i.e. the Canadian From Rochester we drove to National Tower. From Toronto we drove Nepean, close to Ottawa. On the way we to Niagara city and stayed at Embassy crossed Thousand Islands Bridge. It suites. I always knew the Canadian view literally has thousand islands big and is beautiful and amazing. Lo Behold!!! It small. It is the border between USA and sure is. I woke up early in the morning to Canada. We had to cross 2 bridges. When get a ride on Maid of the Mist that takes we reached Nepean Woods, we stayed us close to the falling water. I was all with my “ Sana Piusi Nani” at 216 drenched in water. But the excitement Marjan crescent. As we went inside I was doubled because I was with whole zoomed upstairs to freshen up with a family with grandparents and cousins. good shower. I then played with my iPad After the boat ride we had to rush and table tennis with my cousin Tisha and drive back to Rochester to return the nani and Thomas train with my little rental and fly back to Houston via cousin brother Gablu . We read books Baltimore. The flight being delayed we and had pillow fight. I enjoyed so much reached Houston and home at 3:15am on the very first day. Next day we went slept tight. to the Water Dragon Park.

Anjaneya Kar is the son of Jyoti and Sarmistha Kar. He is in 3rd Grade in Massey Ranch Elementary School, Pearland. He is a big fan of Cricket and sports

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Tense I become Hearing the rumbling sound Unique sound that comes from the sky No one can bear Dangerous and noisy Extremely Powerful Rapid rumbling which is deafening.

Energy -Aryan Patra

Energy is fun As it makes me run It comes from the sun It gives you food to eat It makes you feel neat It gives you bread which is wheat It helps you swing a bat Not to make you fat And help you play with your cat

Aryan is 9 years old, goes to Bonnie Holland Elementary School in Katy. He is the son of Gyanendra and Sarita Patra. He loves to play basketball, tennis and chess.

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Road To The Championship -Adi Dass

undefeated but their defense and offense I played basketball in the summer was too good. We lost 15-33. at Cy-Fair Sports Association. My team Then we had a game. We played name was Philadelphia 76er’s. The team the easiest team in the league. Their had 8 players including me. Their names offense and defense were horrible. They were Ajani, Santana, Nurpal, Jordan, only made two mid-ranged jumpers and Favian, Kade, Reed and Adi. Coach one foul shot with 5 points. We beat them Jason taught us how to play. We had 26-5. We thought they were going to be eight games and eight practices. We had better than the last time we played them. two practices before we played games. They were kind of better but we were so We learned how to make lay-ups and much better. We beat them 21-10. Then shots from different angles. We also we had a practice. We practiced the 2-3 practiced rebounding and the 2-3-zone zones. Then we had a game. We played offense and defense. Then we started the Indian team again. They were worse playing games. than the last time. They scored two 3 Our first game was against an All- pointers and one foul shot. We scored 30 Indian team. Some of their players were points of mid-ranged jump shots and lay- very fast and our defense couldn’t catch ups. We also scored one foul shot. We up to them. Their team also had some won 31-7. We were in the playoffs!!! strong players. I was guarding a strong Then we had two practices. We player and he kept on fouling me. The practiced everything we learned. Then we referees wouldn’t call the fouls. I was so played our playoff game. This team was surprised! We won 26 –11. The next also a team we already played. They game we played a team that kept on scored four lay-ups and two 3 pointers. shooting mid-ranged jumpers and lay- We scored ten two-pointers. We won 20- ups. We were shooting all kinds of shots 15. We made the championship game!!! and we were making them. We won 18- We played the undefeated team. We 16. thought we were going to lose because We had practiced between games. the last time we lost. Our defense and We had a little extra time. We played offense was great. We tried hard to make Knockout. Then we had a game. This shots. They were very fast and stole the team was good but not great. They could ball from us. I stole the ball once. We make contested lay-ups and 3 pointers. won 26-11. We won the championship!!! We beat them 18-9. Coach Jason was a We got our trophies. That was the great coach. We practiced the 2-3 zones journey throughout the regular season, for the whole practice. We played an playoffs and championship. This was a undefeated team. We were also great summer basketball experience: Road to the Championship. Adi is a 4th Grader GT student at Harmony School of Excellence. He likes to read and play basketball. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 42 My India Trip

-Anuska Mishra but I still fell into bed and immediately fell asleep. The next morning, I was excited because we were all going to the mall. I loved the I mall in India. It is very big with very nice started my India trip waking up in the restaurants. morning. I did my morning routine and got in my uncle’s car. We went to the We ate at a restaurant and the first thing I airport and did the steps and got on the noticed was the chocolate fondue. I plane and waited for the plane to start wanted some very badly, so I just got a moving. As we went, the plane got faster small meal and ate quickly. I decided to and faster until we started to rise above have a few seconds but not too many. I the ground. It was a good plane trip but had lots of fish and ate it and finally ate there was horrible food, I didn’t know some chocolate brownies with some how my parents could eat it, it was plain fondue (OK, a lot). I had a couple of stale horrible. brownies with lots of fondue. When we got to the pit stop at Then, my little cousin sister did Amsterdam, I was very excited because I something very funny, she had 2 fondue remember being like a mall. But now sticks and one of her little cakes fell on when I saw it, it looked very different. I the floor, and she used both of her sticks went with it and ate McDonalds. I went to pick up the cake into her mouth up the escalator and got a balloon and my When we got back to my cousins house, I food and played until we had to go. It found the perfect way to practice my was great, I could hit the big billboard TKD, a bag. It was my cousin’s but I’m and do as I like because everyone was too sure she didn’t mind that much, but what busy to notice me. I went with Misti and really bugged me was that she always Gini. takes it away from me and sits on it. It I was sort of in the middle so, I just really bugged me that she did that all the played my DSi it was the oldest game I time. I just went with it because, she was had so it must’ve been the 1st one I got only 3. Then, the next day was the very so, I was absorbed in the game even best day, I left. though I played it a bazillion times. I was I went to the airport and went to still playing it. We went to the bathroom Bhubaneswar and hopped off. It was a but I wasn’t very excited because it stunk good flight. We drove to my grandma’s in there. We made to the next plane and house. I just relaxed because I knew that hopped in found our seats and waited. I we were going to leave after I ate. We lived with horrible food again and made then went to my grandpa’s house. I it there (Finally). always have had a good time there, so I When we all got there, we finally got to looked forward to it. It turned out that my exit the airport. I got to my cousins house cousin got really annoying. and practically fell into bed. I had dinner @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 43

I decided I wanted to go home. My great cuisine. We went shopping and did cousin was annoying me, I was bored, many things. and, I didn’t have anything good to eat. It Then after a long while, it was time to go wasn’t fair, I actually had to live with back to Delhi and prepare to go back to that for a month. I was excited when we the USA. I was very happy because I finally got to leave after 3 weeks. I wanted to complete my summer reading realized we were going to Bhubaneswar. so I can get a tag. It took a while but I We all had some fun and went to a couple finally got there and went to the car and of really fancy places, like a jewelry back home. store. It was really cool. I went to Puri but this time, Shristi came to. It was fun when Shristi came because she is very funny. It was great having her in the car because she was always looking at my nails. It was nice having her looking at my nails because she tickled me. We stayed at a really fancy hotel. We went to the beach and had a great time. We went boating and had It was a very memorable and fun trip and I look forward to my next trip to Odisha.

Anuska Mishra is in 4th Grade. She goes to Holland Elementary School in Katy. She is the daughter of Rajmohan Mishra and Leena Mishra.

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In New Super Mario Bros. World -Nilesh Madi Sagar

Part 1: A Dream comes true

thoughts and suprisingly he had the exact One day I was playing the Wii on the same wish.After playing Wii for some game New Super Mario Bros. Wii. I was time I felt sleepy so I took a nap after getting the game out of the box when that. When I woke up I found that I was suddenly I saw the cover of the game box lying right next to a pink castle.I took a and it looked so realistic.Then I few steps back and looked up and sure wondered to myself could this happen in enough I knew that it was Princess real life and if it was real then would it be Peach’s castle.I thought that it was a so easy to survive in the game like it is on dream so I slapped myself five times in the Wii. Just then my thoughts were the face but the castle was still there.Then inturuppted when I heard the doorbell I tried pinching myself like everybody ring.I answered the door and saw my else does but nothing happened.Since that neighbor he wanted to play the Wii with didn’t work I decided to check out the me.So I let him in and we both started castle.After I went around the whole playing the Wii on the game New Super castle I found out that nobody was there Mario Bros. Wii.My neighbor wanted to meaning that Peach wasn’t there.Then I be Luigi when we started to play the took another round but this time saying game on world 1 I filled him in on my Peach’s name. But when I said Peach’s @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 45 name I sounded just like Mario and when start the first level so after a ton of I looked into the mirror I looked just like boredness, Luigi pushed me out of his Mario too in fact I think that in the game way and started the level by going on the I am Mario!After taking another round red dot and saying “Let’s go”. After that of the castle and not finding Peach , I me & Luigi got zapped into the first decided to just Go with the Flow.maybe level. The game looked exactly like how if I beat the game I would go back home. it was on the WII but in a different view. So I got out of the castle and saw a giant I knew all the secret passage ways in this cannon. I knew what to do.I was level but before I could tell Luigi, a supposed to blast myself to World 1 and Goomba had already killed him. Then I start the game and my adventure. noticed that I have to be very careful in this game and not to die or else I will Part 2: The adventure never make it home safe and sound! begins Will Nilesh/Mario ever beat the After I blasted myself into World 1, I game……and will Nilesh ever get found myself face to face with my game home safely…..find out next time brother Luigi. He told me to get up and start the first level. I did not know how to maybe…

Nilesh is very active boy. He loves to play the guitar, play soccer and tennis. He also loves to swim and dance. His favorite subject is Math. And of course, he loves to play the Wii.

Photo by Dr. Promoda Mohapatra

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alvly. He stepped on the There was a legend about a monster D,E,A,T,H,V,A,L,L,Y and he made it to living in a village, but no one believed it, the other side. The last trap was a lake of except sixteen years old boy. This 16 sharks. He gotto the other side with few year old was named Alex and was a scrapes. Finally he got to the dragon. It gladiator. He wanted to prove everybody was sleeping, he crawled up and right that the legend is not a fake but true. when he was going to kill it, the dragon They all thought he was crazy and kicked woke up. Slash! The dragon got hit by him out. They said he would only come Alex. It was badly bleeding as it faintly back if he had the “dragon head”, but he got up. He took many slashes and finally did not in a week, he would be banished. the dragon was lying weakly. Alex He started on his journey. jumped upon it and was about to cut off its head when the dragon blew fire but it In the woods it was dark and wasn’t hot enough and so Alex cut the haunted. There was a lake of blood from head off from the dragon. He took the people who walked into the woods and head back to the village and proved that were killed. He was scared and gripped dragons were real. Later he was allowed his sword as he was walking, a razor to enter into the village and also became came out of nowhere and almost cut his a champion gladiator. hand off. Then he found a patch of squares, he threw a pebble on one ad the step fell. There were letters and it spelled something. The letters were ADEHT

Rishav is in 5th grade. He plays football and basketball. He is a big fan of LSU football team. He is the youngest son of Debasis and Bindi.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 47 My First Campout -Anuj Samal

I went on A few weeks ago I was leaving for a an 8 mile campout. We were going to Buesher hike so I state park. The trip started when my dad got to miss and I left for Ranjan uncle’s house. From it YAY !!! there we left to the state park. The trip The hike was an hour and a half long. Throughout was tiring the trip it was pouring on us. We reached and fun. at 10.00 at night. The person who runs We shared stories went to the bathroom the entrance booth wasn’t there so we had in the bushes and we heard funny stories to pay the next day. The whole area was about our troop guide from his dad. very hilly so there was not a major Lunch was the most rejuvenating thing in incline change but there was one. When the world turkey and cheese on 2 slices of we reached the campsite my tent buddy white bread. When we got back we had to was trying to fall asleep. But he couldn’t go and play capture the flag but I was to because everyone kept yelling and busy stuffing my face with Doritos. We screaming. At around midnight this scout started to make dinner. We had a veggie from another sight came over to ours tray turkey hot dogs and apple cobbler. with his flashlight and started yelling The next night the people in the other GIMME TAKIS!!! It was so annoying, tent actually went to sleep and we got and since it was past lights out we got in some sleep too. Next morning we got up trouble. The next morning at 6 we got up and started taking down the tents. Then I and started making pancakes (I made the went to get my uniform for the chapel best ones whisper whisper…) also we service. Then I was heading back had grapes and sorry to all vegetarians Anuraag (a.k.a. Romil) told me they were TURKEY SAUSAGE they were only eating pop tarts without us. So I ran down made from turkey but they were the hilly concrete road in crocs because delicious. After that we had the flag YOU DON’T STEAL A MANS POP- ceremony which is we say Scout oath, TARTS THAT IS ILLEGAL and got a law and the outdoor code and the pledges knee covered in fruit punch then I got it (don’t even ask). Then they assigned us covered up and headed back and we had our punishment for keeping everyone POPTARTS then Romil and I hosted a awake (my tent buddy and I were competition for slim jims (they are made innocent). YAY WE GOT TO CLEAN of beef so we didn’t compete). Then we THE BATHROOMS. But right after that had chapel service and left.

Anuj Samal is in 6th Grade. He goes to Memorial Middle School. He is the son of Aditya Samal & Yamini Naygandhi.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 48 The Ranch -Mallesh Maharana A while later, I looked out the window and saw flat plains of land. We definitely weren’t in the suburbs anymore. I looked at the time, and instantly my mouth dropped open, big enough to hold the universe. A whole hour had passed! I got so caught up in playing the DS that I lost track of time! Aditya Uncle started taking a bunch of turns and going onto random roads. Clearly, they didn’t know where the ranch was. Papa was saying “go right!” And Uncle was saying “No, go left!” I think they were arguing over It was a Friday evening. I was the misguided GPS. Finally, a slow turn finishing up some work when Papa got a caught my eyes. “Horsegate Ranch” was call from Aditya Uncle. I had no idea the sign in front of the gate! Uncle said what they were talking about. He hung up this is the place we are visiting. We drove after few minutes and asked me “Do you inside and in front of me; I saw a gigantic want to make a trip to a Ranch?” “What? house and about a thousand acres of a Are you kidding?” was my first response. ranch before me. We parked; got out of Papa said, “Tomorrow morning we are the car. We started wobbling around and going to a ranch so wake up early and get falling over. We all felt so dizzy from the ready. You are going with Anuj and car ride here. Romil”. A person walked up to us and This was my first trip to a ranch. asked if we were the people that were With lots of excitement, I woke up supposed to come and get a tour of the Saturday a little early. Papa and I ate ranch. We were all super excited when some quick breakfast and headed for we got there! None of us could wait for Anuj’s house. I think we were already what we were about to experience. late. Aditya uncle was waiting with his car in his driveway, and we just hopped First we got in a Golf cart/Jeep into his car. The adventure full of fun had and went to go watch a horseback riding just begun. Oh no… the car came to a lesson in session. The guide was saying halt. Ahh... It was in front of Shipley’s that they have monthly horseback riding donuts. lessons here. Then we headed to the stables where all of the horses were kept. We got donuts and left for the Romil Anuj and I were amazed by these ranch. I watched Anuj and Romil enjoy magnificent creatures. The guide was the donuts in front of me. I started to telling us that each horse cost at least ten regret eating breakfast. I decided to save to twenty thousand dollars minimum. my share for later, much later. I waited Some of the horses cost 150,000 dollars! for Anuj and Romil to finish eating. We And they even competed in the all had our DS units so we took full Olympics! The guide said that we could advantage of multiplayer game mode. all feed them carrots. Honestly, I have to @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 49 admit, I was a little scared, but the guide my hand. I felt no pain at all. I slowly said I had to try, so I took a carrot and opened my eyes to see a happy horse and closed my eyes. I slowly inched my a half eaten carrot in my hand. carrot towards the horse’s mouth, and Hmm…That actually wasn’t bad at all! then, I felt a huge CHOMP! There goes that makes the polo equipment. Polo on this ranch is not at all like what you would think in Marco Polo. In this sport of Horse Polo, a player must (With a team) score goals against the opposing team with a wooden or plastic ball and a long mallet while riding a horse. It’s like soccer, only instead of your feet, you use mallets, and instead of running, you’re horseback riding. We all got to try on some polo equipment. He said that they have polo games out on the polo field (I’m feeding the horse a carrot) every week. Our GJV (Golf Jeep Vehicle) roared out to the open field. Suddenly, a gigantic herd of cows started charging toward us, so I squished in the middle seat for safety. There were so many cows! The guide said that the cows got confused and mistook the GJV for their food time. We saw so many different ages of cows. They started to inspect the GJV and then turned back. Phew!

(Cows returning back after the confusion)

The vehicle made a U-turn and (Say cheese!) headed towards the barn where they kept all the polo equipment and some other We hopped into the vehicle that horses. The guide showed us the machine was heading out into the woods. I saw a lot bugs and critters hiding in little piles @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 50 of leaves with their huge glowing red I found 3, and Anuj and Romil eyes. We followed a little path made of found 2 each. We started to play catch sand down to the edge a stream full with the polo balls. Turns out, playing branches and fish. The guide said that if catch with a rock hard polo ball is harder we look closely, we could spot a turtle. I than you would think. Never try this at saw something move in the water. It was home kids! Each one of us got slightly too big to be a fish. There! I shouted, bruised hands. We saw our guide waving pointing at the turtle. “Over there!” The at us to come back to the vehicle. We turtle was swimming around minding its reached the GJV with our polo balls and own business. he quickly noticed our intention. He said We drove along the river back with a smile “you can take one ball and through the woods, and onto… The Polo please throw the rest out on the field.” Field. At first, I saw two colossal blue Then suddenly, we headed back to the things that were shooting water into the ranch owner’s house. I thought the guide mist filled air. The guide said that those was going to show us something inside. were their water sprinklers. I never knew He said, “All right folks. That’s it for the that sprinklers could be so big. Anuj, day.” He assured us to show us more in Romil and I spread out onto the polo field our next visit. Even though our ranch trip to find some polo balls. had an abrupt ending, I still loved it! Hopefully I’ll make one more trip to The Horsegate Ranch.

(Can you see the ranch house from here?) (So cool… sorry, I have no more carrots)

Mallesh Maharana is a 5th grader at Bunker Hill Elementary. He is the son of Madhab and Sasmita Maharana in Houston, TX. He likes to read, play basketball, and annoy his sister in his free time.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 51 Temples in Orissa -Diksha Rath

were made for holding chains on the This summer my family and I visited ground. When I asked about them, I was India. When we went there, my father told they were there to control Kalki with took my sisters and me to a lot of chains when he was in his warrior state, temples. These temples are all located in because he would be almost various cities in Orissa. uncontrollable. We also saw that Jagannath, Balabhadra, and Subadhra Rameswar Temple were developing their feet and hands. You could only see their backs because The Rameswar temple is devoted to the they were going through transformation. people of Lord Rama’s family. It has a There was also an area that held food for garden and walking trails for people to all the people who would be staying there enjoy. Many people come to visit this during the period when Kalki would be at temple. That day many pigeons and the temple right before he destructed the parrots were on and near the temple. whole world. Across the road was also lak Dhauli Temple ISKCON Temple The ISKON temple is a huge temple. It The Dhauli temple is a beautiful place to was one of the last temples that we went visit. When we got there, we first went to to. When we went it was night time and the park/garden area. There are stone they were talking about the Gita. They steps leading to the garden. Halfway up, also had a little area on one side of the there is a stone statue of lord Ganesh. We room where they were selling different spent some time in the garden and took books and idols of gods. In the middle of some pictures. Then it was time to go to the room, the Gita talk was going on. On the Dhauli temple. From the road it the other side of the room were the idols looked like a big white tower. We went of Rama, Sita, and Lakshmana. About to the temple, which was gleaming in the fifteen minutes after we came, they bright sunlight. After taking our shoes closed the doors that were in front of the off, we went up the white marble stairs. idols of Rama, Sita, and Lakshmana. We The temple depicted different stages of went and browsed at the books. They had Buddha’s life. They showed when he was many different books. It was nice. in the palace, when he was in meditation, and other various stages. It also gave a Rajarani Temple good view of Bhubaneswar. The Rajarani temple had a huge garden Kalki Temple with a long passage that leads to the temple. It is for King Dassarath and his The Kalki avatar is lord Vishnu’s future three queens. They were Kaikei, Sumitra, avatar. This is the temple that he will go and Kausalya. King Dassarath was lord to from Puri. Kalki is basically a war Rama’s father. Queen Kausalya was lord version of lord Jagannath with hands and Rama’s mother. The Rajarani temple is feet. As we were walking around, I saw very near to the Rameswar temple. some metal circles that looked like they @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 52

affair, but it was not as crowded when we Puri Temple went this summer. The Puri temple is dedicated to These were the temples that I visited this Jagannath. Many people visit it every summer. I hope that you enjoyed this year. It is from here that Kalki will go to article. the Kalki temple. The three raths for the festival of Ratha Yatra are constructed here. The Darshan is usually a crowded

My name is Diksha Rath. I am the middle daughter of Kalyan Rath and Durba Mishra. I like Oddisi dance, music (instrumental and vocal), reading, and animals. I am 10 years old and in sixth grade. I go to school at Vista Academy of Jasper.

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@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 53 Different Ways of Discrimination -Dhara Mohapatra

which gender is better. I’ve even seen Why do people discriminate? Why do uncles and aunties “arguing” over the people like to distinguish themselves better gender. Men and women are equal from others? What makes a person think no matter what. Women usually stand up that they can make the regulations and for themselves when guys say they are say who belongs where? stronger than females. They think that women only are capable of doing only I like to think that people are just housework. That was my little impression jealous of the person they are when I went to Target Hunger and Hess’s discriminating against. That is partly true. back to school help-out for the people As I said, why do people want to who couldn’t afford many things for the distinguish themselves from others? school year. The experience showed me Though it is good to be unique, that a lot of people still didn’t like the sometimes people abuse this power. idea of equal genders. In Lanier, there were many Anyways, we had to bring bags in discrimination problems. Sarah, for boxes which contained limes, juice, and instance. She came into Lanier as a really other foods, to the line where the bags sweet person. She would talk to me a lot would go into a car. A lady was standing in art class which made me feel good. As by while we were lifting the boxes to go the school year progressed, she started to to the bagging line. She saw me lifting a get less and less pleasant. Sarah started to box and said to me, “Honey, don’t lift act like her friends and I weren’t there for those boxes. Those are for the MEN to her and she just abandoned us. She talked carry. You’re not a man are you?” The about people behind their back and she first thing I thought to myself was put everyone from my cluster into boring “YEESH! This lady is doesn’t care about (never talk to) and cool (always hang out the fact that men and women are equal.” I with). Sarah became Gossip Central. She never really liked that. One of my friends would judge people on how they dressed said that in this generation, the women even though we had uniforms. If you are not like the ladies in any other dressed like her, you were in her good generation. The females do more than group. If you didn’t, she would not talk to just cook and clean around the house. you at all. She would only talk to They help out with men. Some men are Orientals, not Indians, Whites or Blacks. stronger than women, while some women I had thought that she went insane. I are stronger than men. People say men decided that I shouldn’t even care about are the stronger gender. That is not true. I her at all. There were so many people know this because I have beaten many who really did not like her because of guys at arm wrestling. At the end, they what she talks about, so I joined the always say, “I let you win.” They just “Don’t Care about Sarah” club. can’t accept the fact that sometimes, girls Another kind of discrimination: are stronger than them. Just because the men and women controversy. I have people see a couple of strong people from heard SO MANY kinds of opinions about @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 54 the same gender, doesn’t make it okay to my vision, people tend to think generalize. subconsciously, ‘He is in a wheelchair; I think that I should stay away from him.’ Now, onto Martin Luther King Individuals think that just because one of Jr.’s time and what is has done to affect these people has a disability, they are not segregation and discrimination. MLK Homo sapiens. They are so caught up in tried very hard to stop segregation even thinking about what is wrong with this though the Emancipation Proclamation person; they don’t realize that they are had been passed a long time ago. Though being uncivil. A while ago, I had a friend it was passed, segregation was still very whose name was Kirsty. She had a much alive. Whites wouldn’t let the brother and a sister, Gemma. Her sister African-Americans go to the same was going to 9th schools, they had to give up their seats grade at that time. She for Whites on the bus, they had to live in had a disability which set her apart from separate neighborhoods, and much more. almost all the kids in her grade. Kirsty Martin Luther King Jr. tried and tried had been through so many discrimination very hard to abolish segregation and a problems concerning her sister, but this few years later, his hard work finally paid one seemed to sting her. We were talking off. on the bench and one of our friends comes up and says, “Hey Kirsty, Dhara, a Though the majority of slavery fourth grader is being mean to a kid in a and segregation was abolished, there are wheelchair. Can you come and stop still a few things here and there. People him?” I kept quiet trying to figure out still call African-Americans rude words. why there was a sudden tension in the air. Some people think that African- Suddenly, Kirsty bellowed, “WHY DO Americans are rude people. Well, in PEOPLE DO THAT???? Why is it that reality, the people who think that are whenever it’s a kid with a disability, rude. You cannot judge a book by their people pay too much attention? When it’s cover. Just because a man is a different a kid without a disability, but needs help, color doesn’t make him any different people don’t pay any heed. Kids without than you. These people who think that disabilities are humans too!” were most probably raised in a way of basing people by their pigment. To be Kirsty did a lot to help out with honest, I REALLY feel ashamed, when I the problem of discriminating against the was little, I used to base people off of disabled. She was used to being bullied their skin color. I had told my parents about Gemma and hearing Gemma called about what I thought and they replied, mean names. One of the names that really “Beta, just because someone isn’t the caught her attention was the word retard same color as you doesn’t make them any or retarded. We used that word at our different. Sure, they may have different school a lot for joking reasons. We never personalities from yours, but everyone is had thought about it being a really horrid human right?” As I said, people think that word. Especially the boys. They never Blacks are ill-mannered, but most are not cared about what they said. Kirsty different from you. eventually asked the teacher to purge the word. It was hard for my classmates, Another kind of discrimination is especially the boys, to get used to the fact having a disability or a disease. I have that those words could not be used noticed that people tend to distance away anymore. I’m really grateful to Kirsty for from you if you have a disability. I’m not getting rid of that word, because now, I saying always, but generally, it’s true. In cannot stand the word retarded or retard. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 55

It is a really terrible word. What I wonder by other humans all their life. I do not is why on earth was that word created? I believe in the fact that you should have know that if Mother Earth could hear social ranks. It hurts people. You may not what kind of language we use, she would see it, but these people have feelings too. most probably try to get the world No one is doing anything about this recreated, which is NOT a problem for problem. It may have been going on for me. hundreds of years, but it’s time someone actually did something about it. Now onto another kind of discrimination. Last one people, I I wish that there was never any promise. Untouchables in India. Now I kind of discrimination. Things would really don’t get how this came to be, but have most probably been much simpler. someone had to start it. I have one thing People who start these discrimination to say, deranged. Who made this idea, I problems are the possibly the worst don’t know. Why people have been people that could have been born. My called and made Untouchables, I don’t mom says, “Discrimination tho chalta know. Personally, this is the worst choice rata hai. It ain’t gonna end tonight.” that India has made. Of all things they Discrimination will probably end one could have done, they did this. I feel day, but that day won’t be for a LONG really strongly about this because it is time. Discrimination, prejudice, and what a horrid person could make up. This segregation are all wretched things that is why I do not like India. Every time we have been created. These things make go there, I see Untouchables on the street you a horrible and wrongdoing person. not getting any money just because of All people are equal. People feel the need some rank that shouldn’t even been taken of negativity in their life, and this is how into account. It irks me. Humans are they get it. Discrimination. humans and NOTHING can change that. These people are used to being neglected

Dhara Mohapatra is the daughter of Gopal and Reva Mohapatra. She is in 7th grade at T.H Rogers Middle School. She likes dancing and photography. She is impeccable.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 56 My Confusing Thoughts -Shilpita Mitra-Behura

perfect equation to explain out mind- ur world is an extremely perplexing O boggling universe. It has proven to place. It is filled with wonders and become even more confusing ever since. horrors, hope and destruction, and most There is the Big Bang, which scientists of all, science. There are many branches suspect started the universe 14 billion of science, but there I am going to focus years ago. The length of the human on only a few. There is the special theory existence, 200,000 years, seems puny of relativity, string theory, and numerous compared to that, right? Humans deem other theories to try to explain in themselves so important, when in reality, mathematical terms how our universe we are but tiny pricks of life in our turns its gears. Our universe has baffled massive cosmos. There are billions upon countless generations of humans. The billions of massive stars in our universe. ancient Egyptians were always trying to Our cosmos is also still expanding rom understand the cosmos. People with the Big Bang at an unknown rate. After curious minds wondered about how we the Big Bang, the universe rapidly spread began, how our universe started, and and cooled down. The stars settled into why. The reason we have gods and vast clusters that are now called galaxies. goddesses is because we needed and still Stars themselves are interesting things. now need something to explain all the They use nuclear fusion to create energy happenings of our world, and a higher and light. Nuclear fusion creates so much being made perfect sense to our still energy, but is extremely dangerous on evolving brains. We puny humans finally Earth. Nuclear fusion occurs when two made great strides in understanding the atoms of the same element combine to universe in the 1800s. A peculiar, but form one atom of another element. In the brilliant young man, named Isaac case of the Sun, and all the other stars in Newton, discovered gravity and our universe, two hydrogen atoms uncovered the laws governing it. He also combine to form one helium atom. When created calculus, which is an amazing the helium is formed, energy is created. achievement, considering he was only 19. th Nuclear fission, on the other hand, occurs Later in the mid-20 , a certain Albert when one atom of an element splits to Einstein worked for years at a time to form two atoms of an element with a finally bring to light the special theory of smaller atomic number. This is what we relativity. While fabricating this do on Earth to create nuclear energy particular theory, he realized, after easily. We got to the bottom of the understanding the concept of gravity in periodic table to the radioactive elements. more depth, that gravity can bend light, Radioactive elements are radioactive which goes at a marvelous speed of because they are unstable. The second 186,000 miles per second. Einstein that these elements touch the atmosphere, rejected the idea thought, because it went they separate into other elements that are against Newton’s laws of gravity. He just stable in the atmosphere. Doing this put a constant into his equations to make creates energy which is called nuclear the bending of light impossible. The fission. Since this happens naturally, genius eventually died trying to bring without having to expend any energy, we light and gravity together to form the use this to create nuclear energy. The @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 57 element that we usually use for nuclear tears, or holes, in our universe. To fission is radium. Radium is so unstable imagine this, it is easier to think of space that when it touches the air, it separates as a 2 dimensional grid with a hole in it. into atoms of plutonium, and another Then you have to turn it on its side and element. This separation creates a lot of look at it as a 3 dimensional diagram. If a energy, but it is every dangerous. Bombs wormhole actually existed, and we can be made out of the energy that is somehow managed to travel to it and get created during fission. Atomic weapons through it alive, then we would have could be the apocalypse of the Earth. traveled millions of miles in very little There are international laws that prevent time. We would end up in another section any country from making an extensive of the cosmos. Of course, in the process, amount of nuclear weapons. Even so, we would have been stretched into Iran was discovered to be enriching vast infinitely thin strings, but the thought of amounts of radium, so the U.S. planted a travelling vast distances in mere seconds virus in their enrichment plants that or minutes is fascinating. But this poses a destroyed the radium’s nuclear question about time travel: if it is at all properties. Now, you may wonder, that if possible, then does that mean that the nuclear weapons are so dangerous, why past and future are always going on? we would not destroy them. The answer Time travel wouldn’t be possible if the is nuclear deterrent. It is an excellent way past and future aren’t always occurring. If to prevent nuclear war, but it shows that they weren’t, then does that mean that if humans cannot trust each other. Even so, we somehow manage to time travel, the there are many valid reasons for doubting rest of the universe would either return to each other, it is sad that humans will the past or zoom towards the future along never be peaceful with one another. with person time traveling and the Humans will probably never cease to wormhole? That is one more confusing have their differences, unless the future thought to add to my list of other mind- scientists decide to turn us into unfeeling boggling thoughts. Time travel may robots. I cannot fathom why humans never be possible. would think that it was okay to enslave I have MANY other confusing other humans because of their skin color. thoughts, but I think that I will end this As Thor said in The Avengers, “I thought here, because I’m just rambling. I humans were more evolved than this.” actually planned to write more, but I But enough about nuclear war and the hadn’t realized that I had already written idiocy of the human race. We have to this much. I could continue, but no one is return to the craziness of space, more going to read all of that. I could write my specifically, time travel. There have been confusing thoughts for days on end, but I thousands upon thousands of thoughts would get bored after about an hour. about time travel. For this, though, the 4 My father was the inspiration for dimensions that we perceive have to be this story, because we would go running broadened. Scientists believe that together, and I would ask questions, and wormholes are the easiest way to time he would answer. He encouraged me to travel. Wormholes have not been make this piece of writing, even if it is discovered though. They are, for now, just a bunch of rambles, so I dedicate this just a figment of our extensive essay to my father. imagination. Wormholes are basically

Shilpita Mitra-Behura is in 7th grade. She is the daughter of Somdutt Behura and Shrabanee Mitra. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 58 Stepping Stone…… -Saswat Pati I came to river to go across but afraid that I would fall I saw a creaky, ropy bridge but it was very tall I thought I would use it but my heart said no, no Instead I saw the stepping stone purely just for show

It was large and round in my mind Easy enough for my small feet to find I jumped and landed I grunted and made it

I saw the next one and starting to regret But I had gotten this far no way was I going to back out of it yet I leaped, frozen in time I felt sour, as sour as a lime

I landed safely but for how long I heard the first bell go DING DONG I had one final stone to go I thought, then jumped like a pro

I finished spectacularly I didn’t want to get a tardy I didn’t hesitate and made my move By the time I landed I was in a groove

I ran and hustled The bag on my back started to bustle I could see the school and the gates were about to close I tried and tried and so did my toes

But alas it was not meant to be I spent my day by the outside tree I came back home on the wagon I wish in the morning I had a flying Dragon

I wept and wept And sadness crept and crept I came home and told my tale A journey over hill and vale

I still remember the stone The helpful Stepping- Stone

Saswat is in 7th grade. He is the son of Arati and Debananda Pati. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 59 Colors -Saswat Pati From Black to Red To green and blue These are not things to dread And they are just for me and you

Sprinkling, Dancing, Springing and more Riding, Playing, Jumping with love These are more than a petty chore They’re elegant; reaching to the stars above

Burning, Cooling, Setting a goal Popping, Inspiring further many Shining Sparkling Just Like gold These things can in tiny pennies

Color, Color all above Swirling Styling in all majesty Color, Color in a dove For they are just for you and me Stars -Saswat Pati When I look up what do I see I see the stars revolving and wonder I wonder how they come to be

Did they climb? Did they swim? Was it a pantomime?

Why are they there Are they to keep the ghosts away? Are they really that fair?

Did they come to the world? Or did the world come to them? Are they shining pearls?

I imagine the many who have looked For some inspiration of mind And one look was all it took @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 60

What would I do without them? What would they do without us? Would they leave or stay?

I would be lost without them I wouldn’t know where to look Left right up down

It is a simple sequence Of misfortune But one look is all it takes

To change face and look far To be inspired It takes one look when you look at the stars Humans ǦSaswatPati answer to this question is that Humans ave you ever pondered why in this H are innovators. We persevere even in the huge multiverse (universe for those who toughest of times. These days people don’t believe) it seems we are alone? complain about not having enough data How are we the only ones out “there” and on their electronic devices yet with 10mb all our attempts to find someone else of data, we could send astronauts to the have come back in dead static. What Moon. In all of our history we have made Earth the special place? How are proved that we can do things if we tried. humans the only sentient civilized beings Even though we are innovators, we are out there? How was it that a Human whiners. But that is okay. In our mental made a car and not a Tiger? How were hardware we are programmed to whine. we the ones that evolved and not a Every human wants to get work done as Shark? All these questions made me fast as possible. Why do we complain contemplate about how humans ended up against each other when we are all the as Alpha. George Orwell once said in his same? Humans may have evolved over famous book Animal Farm. “Man is the 12000 years ago yet now we are evolving only creature that consumes without as a society. Evolution did not give us producing. He does not give milk, he any physical embellishments. All it gave does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull us was a smaller jaw size and a bigger the plough, he cannot run fast enough to cranium. That’s the only thing that catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all the separates us from monkeys. Either there animals. He sets them to work, he gives is some higher power watching over us or back to them the bare minimum that will it is pure luck. Humans were meant to do prevent them from starving, and the rest great things so let’s get them done. he keeps for himself.” Why do we hold such power over our fellow animals? My

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 61

2013 BSA El Rancho Cima Summer Camp -Anuraag Routray

campsite. I led our troop through the morning flag ceremony. The moment we DAY 1: SUNDAY, JUNE 30, 2013 were done, we headed up the Devil’s “That’s the last of it”, I shouted to my Backbone (the trail to the dining hall up the hill). We did a camp-wide flag dad as I threw my chair into the troop ceremony. We got picked to go first trailer. I ran to my tent mate, Andy. because we were serving breakfast. I Everyone was bubbling with excitement, slipped on gloves, put on a hair net, and especially me. None of us knew that brought the kolaches from the oven to when we got back home, sleeping on a serve. When we were done serving, we real bed would be valued in our minds ate like we hadn’t eaten in years. Then like a million bucks. We finished loading we trekked down to our campsite, took the last remaining items and got into our our Class A uniform off, and got ready driver’s cars. On the way to Cima, we for Day 1 of the merit badges. discussed all the fun stuff we would get to do. Time seemed to pass by very, very, My first merit badge was Chess. My very slowly. But we did finally get there. chess teacher Dakota, was from Chicago. We each claimed tents at the camp. This We went over the basics like how the time, the goal was to get a tent with little pieces move and which ones are which. or no infestation with daddy long legs. I We played couple games of chess and found one with just a couple so I started then I left for my next merit badge, unpacking. I set-up my cot and the Geocaching. mosquito net. Then we took a tour of the In Geocaching our teacher, Katie, taught whole camp which includes the shooting us all about Geocaching first-aid. From range, aquatics area and the dining hall basic scrapes, to serious bleeding. We among others. We took a 20 minute hike finished quickly and then I left for the up a hill to have dinner. Then we headed Swimming merit badge. back to camp and got ready to sleep. That’s the time we all realized that the In Swimming MB, we learned first-aid week was going to be harder than we for drowning and choking. After thought. Swimming, I went back to our campsite for lunch. I had a veggie burger for lunch. DAY 2: MONDAY, JULY 1, 2013 It wasn’t the greatest but I was hungry so “Already?”. I shouted as our SPL went I ate it with joy. around shaking our tents to wake us up in My last MB class, Archery, was up the the morning. I ran to the bathrooms to hill. We learned about archery history brush my teeth and change out of our and got to shoot a bit. On my first round, nightwear to get ready for the hike up to I got 17 out of 50. the breakfast. I hastily threw on my uniform and headed to the front of our After our MB classes, we had free time! We could do any activity we want and I @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 62 chose swimming in the river. It was fun was declared healthy after I showed that I because all my friends were there. I could keep the food in without throwing swam a mile for practice for the mile up. During my merit badge classes, I felt swim. Then we hiked up the hill for the light headed but I managed to last camp flag lowering ceremony and dinner. through them. Nothing really happened We had baked potatoes and beans. I was today. We did the Order of the Arrow stuffed and I fell asleep right away. ceremony but that was really it. I’m just happy that I was feeling better DAY 3: TUESDAY, JULY 2, 2013 I woke up and got dressed in my Class A DAY 5: THURSDAY, JULY 4, 2013 uniform for the troop flag ceremony. I I woke up feeling great! I ran the flag ran the flag ceremony and then we ceremony smoothly and we folded the headed up for breakfast up the hill. When flags perfectly. Believe it or not, we were we got back to the camp I took off my early to breakfast. We ate like pigs and Class A and headed down to play a quick stayed after for CPR training. In my last game of ERS. At 8:30 sharp, we headed day of Chess, a scout from Troop 925 to chess. We played couple games of challenged me to best of 3 matches. I beat Chess and learned few things. In him in 2 straight games. It felt great- Geocaching, we learned how to get our In geocaching we went, well, GPS receivers up and running. We geocaching! We got lost so that sucked located a small geocache just about half a but it was fine. mile away. We found the box but there was nothing in it. We packed up and then In swimming, we actually got to go I headed to swimming. At swimming, we swimming. We did snorkeling and diving did 150 yard races and rock diving we learned survival techniques in the competitions. 150 yard races is where water. We did races and tag. That was you swim 25 yard free, 25 yard side, 25 fun. We had turkey subs for lunch. yard racing back, 25 yard breast, and 50 In archery, I finally managed to get a yard elementary back. Rock diving is qualifying score. I got 169 point even where you dive down to the bottom of the though I only had to get 150 to qualify. I lake and try to grab a rock. discovered that I really had a talent for At lunch I had a chicken sandwich with a archery. bag of chips and a cookie. In my free time I went to another chess At archery we made our own arrow. tournament. I lost in the first round but it was fun. In my free time, I decided to compete in a Chess tournament. After blundering my Dinner was nice and warm to keep us queen, I somehow still beat an 8th grader from freezing in the night. For the first in the first round but lost to the eventual time I didn’t stay awake the whole time. th champ, a 10 grader. DAY 6: FRIDAY, JULY 5, 2013 Dinner was great. We had fajitas with At 6:30 in the morning, I went down to everything. We went back to camp and the river to do the mile swim. I did finish got ready for bed. and was rewarded with an excellent DAY 4: WEDNESDAY, JULY 3, 2013 breakfast of biscuits and jam. I was also competing in the aqua fest but I did in I woke up still a bit sick but 10 times part help us get disqualified by diving in better than I felt yesterday. I took it easy instead of just jumping. After dinner we as we hiked up the hill for breakfast. I @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 63 left for campfire. They presented awards DAY 7: SATURDAY, JULY 6, 2013 and did skits and songs. We did the OA We woke up late and packed up the cots callout and left for camp. The rest of the and sleeping bags. We had a quick day was for packing up. breakfast and left for Katy. When I went to sleep that night out in the I was excited to see my mom waiting for open, I reflected on the fun filled week I me at James Williams Elementary. had experienced. The week had come to an end. Summer camp had come to an end.

Anuraag Routray is the son of Ranjan Routray and Chetana Samal.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 64 Earth in a 1000 Years -Shyam N. Panigrahi

Have you guys ever thought as to how the Earth will be after 1000 years? Will there be aliens?

Anything is possible. Either way it is our choice. We can choose to continue pollution which is a death trap lay by us only or we could learn to suffice our need in some or the other way. To reach the farthest ends of the constantly expanding universe might be the future of Earth (chance of only 1%). Earth might be Will there be prehistoric monsters? Will attacked by aliens or wage the so called mankind have come to a level of world war ‘3’ or immerse itself in pure development beyond one’s imagination? meditation. The geographical structure of Will the red hyper giant V Y Canis Earth of: The water level might have Majoris create a Nebula, the most risen and/or the soil would have been beautiful sight ever discovered? eroded (most probable). The dormant or even the extinct volcanic mountains might erupt anytime. The industries could have possibly reached a dramatic standstill. The rivers and the perennial sources of water would either have been dried up or contaminated.

There might be another thousand variations in the earth’s future. There could be a world war III. The time bomb is ticking away, tick tock tick tock tick tock tick …….. We @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 65 ourselves might have been transformed the factors, some good, while others bad. into a different class of species by Humans are an extraordinary race and we mutations. All of these are either can choose the future for ourselves. advantages or disadvantages (obviously!). We can now see the future in a combination (or combinations) of all

Shyam N. Panigrahi is a 7th grader. He lives with his parents Jyoti Prakash Panigrahi and Bharati Nanda in Mumbai, India. He is Saswat Pati’s cousin brother.

OCC Booth at the Janmastami Celebration, George R. Brown Convention Center, September 7, 2013

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 66 Amar Bose: a Teacher, Entrepreneur and Innovator -Devarun Dass

kid in his block. Bose had a rough Childhood childhood. The Bose family went through Amar Gopal Bose was born on severe racial discrimination and humiliation. He gained good values from November 2,1929 in Philadelphia, his parents. Pennsylvania. His parents were Noni Gopal Bose and Charlotte, an American Education mother. His father was an Indian freedom Bose was a brilliant student. He fighter from Calcutta. Bose’s father graduated from Abington Senior High arrived in the U.S with only $5 dollars in School in Philadelphia. Due to his his pocket. His mother was a interest in electronics, Bose studied schoolteacher of a French and German Electrical Engineering at Massachusetts descent. Bose’s mother was a strict Institute of Technology (MIT). He vegetarian and was interested in received a scholarship to go to MIT. He Hinduism. When she would cook food, finished his Bachelor’s, Masters, and Bose could smell the freshly grounded Doctorate in Electrical Engineering. He spices. The Bose family lived in a white worked with famous professors at MIT. neighborhood. Amar Bose was always In his school days, Bose learned to be bullied in his childhood. self-sufficient. Bose kept on playing He learned many life lessons from his violin and developed interest in classical father that made him a fighter in life. His music. He relaxed while playing violin. father advised him to learn boxing in his Bose chose to buy a hi-fi speaker system teens. Bose was mistreated by peers due instead of wasting time on game devices. to his color. It was difficult for the Bose He liked to listen to classical music using family to rent a house in a white audio speakers. The quality of the neighborhood and dine in restaurant. speakers was bad. He wanted to improve Bose learned to play classical violin. the quality of the speakers. Bose’s father had an electronics repair Bose spent a year in Eindhoven, shop. He learned to repair model trains Netherlands in a research lab at Phillips and home radios, and helped his family Electronics. He pursued his study of the income. At thirteen, he was running a mathematical side of communications full-fledged shop. He was the only Indian theory. He reached his goals of academic @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 67 brilliance. Bose finished his PhD working Greenblatt. Bose’s first product was the under the guidance of Norbert Wiener, 901 Direct/Reflecting speaker systems. one of the greatest mathematicians of 20th Bose Corporation was privately held. century. Bose completed his PhD by Bose Corporation has 12,000 employees writing a mathematical thesis of non- now. Bose products were sold globally. linear systems of communication theory. Bose Corporation surpassed big After Bose finished his Doctorate he companies like Phillips and Sony. Bose began to teach at MIT. He was also Corporation became a successful conducting research on physical acoustics company. Bose made noise canceling and psychoacoustics. headphones and wave radios. Bose Corporation put speakers into top Profession automakers including Mercedes and Bose got a Fullbright scholarship to go to Porsche cars. Bose encouraged India after his graduation. Bose met his employees to do many great things. first wife Prema Parthsarathy there. He worked in Calcutta and New Delhi for Legacy one year. Teaching at MIT gave him Amar Gopal Bose breathed his last on enormous pleasure. Mostly he taught July 12, 2012 at his home in Wayland, courses on Electrical Engineering and Massachusetts. He was first and Acoustics. Students flocked to his classes foremost a teacher. Bose was a famous as he taught students independent and professor and the owner of Bose critical thinking in his courses. Students Corporation. Bose was known for his admired him as a great professor and an success as an inventor and businessman. effective teacher. Amar Bose taught at MIT for 45 years. In 2011, Bose donated major shares of Bose Bose kept on doing research to improve Corporation to MIT. The shares are the quality of audio sound. He put a supposed to help with further education tremendous emphasis on mentoring and research. But it is Bose’s passion and graduate students. Throughout his dedication to scientific research in the teaching career Bose maintained high area of acoustics that have had the standards. He has inspired generations of greatest impact on society. Amar Bose is engineers. He was a great mentor. He one of America’s great pioneers and received many awards for his wonderful innovators. Thanks to his dedication to teaching and pioneering work. His peers teaching and innovation, his work will and students called Bose a “legend”. continue to bear long after his passing. Entrepreneurship While he’s best known for founding the Bose was not happy with the quality of globally recognized audio company that the available speakers. He did his shares his last name, Bose holds a research on the audio speakers to number of patents for acoustics, improve the quality of the sound. His electronics, and communications theory. passion for speakers helped start his His acoustical products are used in business with the help from his Olympic stadiums, Broadway theaters, colleagues. Bose borrowed $10,000 from and landmark buildings such as the Professor Yuk Wang Lee to start Bose Sistine Chapel, and mosques in Mecca. Corporation. He started Bose Corporation Amar Bose’s life is worth emulating by st with former MIT graduate Sherwin the students of the 21 century.

Devarun Dass is in 7th grade. He is the son of Raghunath and Arunima Dass. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 68

Walking as slowly as I possibly Silver Necklace could, I trudged my way to the front office. My necklace was kind of pinching -Ishita (Gini) Patra me, so I put it in the front of my pocket. I then gave the note to the front office, and walked to class. The day went by fast, and the next thing I knew recess was in 5 minutes. The bell rung signaling the start of recess, my friend Eve wanted to see the necklace, because she wasn’t able to see it in the morning. I reached into my front pocket and was confused to see that nothing was in there. I looked into my other pockets to see if I may have stuck it in any other pockets, but they weren’t n 5th grade I took my favorite I there. Noticing the worried look on my silver, starfish necklace to school, to face, Eve asked if I lost it, and I nodded show all of my friends. That day, when I yes. She suggested that we go search the came back home, I had to tell my mom school. that I had lost it. This is the story of how I lost my necklace at school, and never The first thing we did was retrace found it. our steps, we went through everything. My backpack, my desk, my lunchbox, we When I came into homeroom, I even checked the bathroom. Then Eve put my backpack in the hook and then suggested we search the school. showed my friends my silver, starfish necklace. They all “oohed “and “aahed” The first thing we did was retrace suddenly the bell rang, and we all our steps; we went across the hall looking scattered to our seats to get ready for for anything that sparkled in the sunlight. announcements. After announcements, We went asked the front office f they my teacher Mrs. Anderson put us to work have seen it and they shook their head no, on our daily writing, everybody groaned. and offered us the lost and found box, but Suddenly Mrs. Anderson clapped her we didn’t find my necklace. The bell rang hands, and we all looked up, she asked for us to go back to the classroom. That the class if one person could help her take day I didn’t get to find the necklace. The a note to the front office. Hands shot up lesson is from now on I would not bring as fast as the sound of thunder, since no necklace anywhere except to parties. I one wanted to write, they all wanted Mrs. regretted my choice to bring my necklace Anderson to pick them. Fortunately for to school, and hopefully it won’t happen me, I got picked. again. Rath Yatra 2013 -Ishita Patra

started out with me helping in the his year’s Rath Yatra was one of the T information booth. We did all sorts of best that we have ever had. The day things in the information booth like @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 69 asking people to take surveys, answering little help from Anish and Dhara we people’s questions, and selling tickets to finally finished folding the flags. After the show. After helping in the info booth we took down the flags we ate again. The I watched my fellow classmates practice food was yummier than the food we had Keki Khantha. They did really good; the a while back. We had a paneer tortia, only thing that they needed to do was biriyani (veg) and lots of other dishes. smile. After watching them practice we After eating our second dinner me, Sumi, went to get a drink water because they and Dhara walked around the complex were getting hot. When we got a drink talking. We watched the adults take down Bhainya Uncle made us play a game to the Ratha. It looked so beautiful in the win these different prizes. Dhara got a night, with the moon shining on its soccer ball for a prize, I didn’t get exterior. I was really sad when we had to anything, but I didn’t care. We went back take it down, but I knew that next year I to the room so Dhara, Sumi, Diksha, and would see it again. Pretty soon Sumi had Divya could get ready for their to go, so it was only me and Dhara. We performance. After they got ready we ate walked around the complex again until food. It was delicious, and then they Dhara left. After Dhara left I walked practiced and performed. Their around until I met my mom. I found my performance was amazing, and I thought mom talking with Satya Uncle. After that was the best that they ever did. We waiting a few minutes she finally finished talked and laughed and had fun. Then me, talking to Satya Uncle. Then we told my Dhara, Sumi, Anish and Meha helped dad it was time to go, and he agreed that Sarita Auntie take down the flags. It was it was getting pretty late, so we needed hilarious because me and Meha had so home. much trouble to fold the flags. After a

Ishita Patra is a 7th grader at Beckendorff Junior high. She aspires to be a scientist or a doctor. In her free time she likes to read or practice her viola. She is the only child of Dillip Patra and Subhashree Pradhan.

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Casting shadows over me, What I’m supposed to be? Blinding my mind, I may not be a beauty queen, a smart You smirk at my unsteadiness, word machine, Leaving me yearning to see. Or a person from the TIME’S magazine, But I am me. I try and escape your from your grasp, But am caught in your clutches. I am happy with who I am, I’m never good enough, And cherish all my flaws. Always my nemesis. Your words don’t mar me.

You work your magic wand and So, insecurity, you have nothing on me. POOF! Because it doesn’t matter what you think. The confidence is gone. Your comments and thoughts will no Constantly showcasing my cons in the longer light, Have an effect on me. The pros covered with your veil. Leave me and flee somewhere else, I dart from place to place, I won’t need you anymore. Masking the weakness inside of me, No longer will you dictate my life, That I want no one else to see. Wicked insecurity.

Who are you to judge who I am, Individuality - Divya Rath

“Be who you are and say what creature traveled from place to place, you feel, because those who mind don’t attempting to fit in at farms and houses, matter and those who matter don’t mind.” but was met with failure every time. One This comment made by Dr. Seuss is day, the duckling glimpsed at a flock of bona-fide statement. Although showing swans and vowed to look as handsome as your true colors may be tough at times, in them. After experiencing a treacherous the end, it pays off to just be yourself. winter, he waddled to the riverbanks and a beautiful swan’s image was reflected The “Ugly Duckling” by Hans back at him. The moral that this tale Christian Andersen is a wonderful conveys is that people should embrace example which shows the benefits of themselves, and not hide behind a mask being yourself. When the duck realized of deceptiveness. that he was unlike his siblings, he ran to Another reason why we should be different places to try and discover to ourselves is that there won’t be any which place he truly belonged. The little secrets, or anything about you, which will @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 71 come and bite you in the back. If you few eyebrows being raised at the albeit have already shown people the real you, unusual attire. But, if those specific then will not be anything that will cause clothes are that persons’ every-day wear, you to take harmful decisions in the then by all means, they should have the future. One example of this is the book right to clothe themselves in their chosen “What Happened to Good-Bye”. In it, the apparel. Despite the setbacks mentioned main character, Mclean, is trying to deal above, the price of non-acceptance is with her mother’s marriage to a famous more costly than that of individuality. basketball player while living with her People have the right to be who they are. father, who has to move many times due There are no rules or regulations to his job. Every time they move, Mclean preventing them for exercising this right, “re-invents” herself, giving herself a new so why hide from what is always there? name and personality. But when she After reading this, there may still moves to Lakeview, she finds that she is be a few doubts lingering in your mind. acting like herself for once. One day, her One of those might be, “Why?” The friend Deb finds several accounts on a answer to this question is: Why not? social networking site which have the What will you have to lose for being same information as Mclean, but are yourself? Yes, there may be a few people listed as people with different names. who shun or stick their nose up at your Fearing non-acceptance, she leaves to go quirkiness. In comparison though, the to her mother’s new home. There, she price of this is much less than that of writes about the different personalities constantly trying to cover up who you she impersonated and why she did so. At are. No one on this Earth, in this world, the end, Mclean’s friends still accept her in any era, has been given the exact same as they did before with no harsh feelings persona or qualities you have. You are a on either side. The maxim this novel tries unique individual, an original person. to convey is that you should be who you There is no point in trying to be someone are, not what someone else thinks that else, because otherwise, no one is going you should be. As John Mason says, to be you. “You were born an original. Don’t die a Being who you are can be copy.” difficult at times. You might face Even though being yourself is an criticism and disdain. You may question ideal thing to do, no one said it would be if this decision was the right path to take. easy. There will be some criticism At the end of the day though, just being towards “non-conformists”. When one you is what counts; what others think of person doesn’t follow a current trend or you doesn’t. After all, as Marie Chaidez “style”, they can be labeled as “weird”, or said, “To truly love yourself is beautiful, “odd”. In general, it is human nature to but to change yourself for someone, just shun people who rebel against means that they never truly loved you for conformity. For example, if someone you.” came to a social gathering dressed in rainbow colored chinos and a loose fitting band shirt, then there would be a

I, Divya Rath, am Kalyan Rath and Durba Mishra’s oldest daughter. I am 12 years old and in the 8th grade. My hobbies include dancing classical Odissi dance, singing, and playing the piano. I love to read, write, and run. Jasper Texas is my home. I don’t know exactly what I want to be in the future, but I do know that I will try and look out for others whenever I can. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 72 Truth Always Wins -Arnav Mohanty

The vast and force to destroy the plate. I turned off the raging sea was light and ran into my room. I used guilt wrecking my as my blanket. miniscule boat. My alarm clock blared and I Suddenly, my boat rolled out of bed. I trudged to the caved in and I restroom and brushed my teeth. I went started drowning downstairs looking like a zombie. I found in the sea of my myself face to face with my parents. My lies. I was lost in myself. brother came to my side still in Pajamas. My father asked, “Who broke the plate?” “How was School?” my father asked. It Both of us looked confused and said that was the infamous question. I looked at we did not break it. My parents sent us to the big, red, melancholy C – on my quiz our rooms. Inside my mind, my boat of paper. I replied with a lie and said yeah truth caved in and I started drowning in well. Suddenly I felt a knot in my the sea of my lies. Fortunately, I found a stomach. In my mind, I also felt my sea glowing life raft. I swam to it and got on. of lies grow vaster and my boat of truth The life raft was being pulled up and I grow petty. was on my parents’ yacht of truth. My parents told me always speak the truth for We reached home and had a silent it can help you avoid disastrous dinner. I went to bed early. I was busy consequences. As I regained my tossing and turning in my bed. I sprang consciousness and ran to my parents who out of bed and trudged downstairs for a were busy solving the mystery of the cup of water. I thought I could wash my broken plate, I confessed and they were a guilt away. When I was pulling out a cup, little less angry that I expected. I learned I heard a loud crash. I turned on the light that speaking the truth makes you more and looked at the debris. The dinner plate trustworthy and maks your life much looked like as if I had applied strenuous better.

Arnav is in 8th grade. He plays violin and is a black belt in Taekwondo. He loves boys scout camps and music. He is the son of Debasis and Bindi.

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A Bunch… -Meha Mohapatra You criticize Pimple Boys I try to do something good Boys are like But you don’t recognize pimples And that’s why I’m at the barn away from They are things YOU! every girl hates Horrible timings too Texan And it takes time to get rid of them. Texan much is what I am, Always popping up in groups, I ride horses It’s sooo annoying!! Just like any other human. Man I say ya’ll a lot Decisions But it ain’t a Texan thing Chose Carnegie Cause that’s just me. Very stressed out Picked 3 instruments My Generation Don’t really practice My generation, Want to do well in dance? Has no appreciation. To lazy too Everything’s for free Try to ace every test That’s what they think. Watch Korean dramas Latest model is what their stuff is Do my homework But I gotta use mine till it dies. Didn’t do it right It ain’t fair Study for a test To those who work hard Studied the wrong stuff And do more Make a goal But I guess that’s life Has never reached it And this is what I work for.

You I Don’t Care I have a problem with you, I don’t care for what you say. You have no respect for anything Cause all I know, And you don’t say please or thank you Is you’re thinking about me. It really makes me mad And during that time, Cause you see yourself as the top, I feel so famous I as the slave. Cause everyone knows me I do the heavy lifting For something outrageous.

I, Meha Mohapatra, am the daughter of Gopal and Reva Mohapatra. I’m a 9th grader in Carnegie Vanguard High school Å 3 more years and I’m out!! ^^ I don’t do sports anymore but I love to play soccer, volleyball, badminton and bike. For fun of course! Ok so I play the guitar, piano and violin. No that’s not a lot. I’m also senior Girl Scout, who does SPURS (Girl Scout horseback riding). Oh I almost forgot…I do Odissi dance too, sorry. Ummm I guess that’s all you need to know. By the way, don’t forget to gossip about me cause I love to be the center of attention. -.- You know who you are. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 74

Experience Everything -Subrat Mahapatra

Human nature dictates that the capable of creating and secluding myself average human is never satisfied with in a sphere of social happenings. Yet I what he has. He or she will always want grew tired of this Subrat. I wanted add more. This definitely fits with my core academic genius to my repertoire. I personality. Though this quality may lead wanted to dig deeper into my roots. I to unhappiness, stress, and overall started reading more. I would finish feelings of inadequateness, with careful around 1-2 books a day. I would read in control and actions this leads us to fully all my classes. All my teachers would get achieve the zenith of our potential. Ever mad at me when I would take my book since I was a child I always wanted more. out but it didn’t matter because I would When it came to food, I would clean the ace all the tests. I got into the top of my containers. When it came to athletics, I grade as I worked my way into many wouldn’t back down until I was all but prizes and medals. Yet when high school limp with fatigue. When it came to came around I wanted to recreate myself helping others, I would go out of my way once again having grown bored with my to help even at my own detriment. This academic-only focus. was my talent and my fervent hunger. In high school I wanted to get into In elementary school in Virginia, athletics. I wanted to learn new things having recently come from India, I was about myself. All my life I wanted to more concerned with getting to know the challenge myself in different ways. I felt customs and language of the elementary academically superior and socially school. I was eager to make friends and content. I had to find a new way to have a lot of them. I was excited to play challenge myself. So I got into athletics. I soccer, having never played in India. felt if I could combine a steady club Friendship was a major theme in my soccer practice, school soccer practice, elementary life so I dedicated my life in karate, and gym and picking the hardest those times to fully get as many friends classes my school had to offer therefore as I could. Every year I would make more creating the most hectic schedule I had and more until I was satisfied but when previously never encountered, I would the next year came I would strive to make fully be in control of myself and be fully even more friends. Academically, I tapped into my potential. So I had functioned in elementary school only decided to act so that I could experience because of my background from the everything I wanted to experience in my Indian education I came from and my childhood. own natural intelligence. So now I look critically upon my Yet when we moved to Texas to future in college. Who do I want to become? How shall I change? How do I start the second semester in 6th grade I want to experience my life? Whatever I gradually changed my focus. It seemed to pick I know there is no stepping down me that I was fully capable of having as from that path. The one quality that I many friends as I wanted. I was fully think defines me the most is my own @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 75 brand of stubbornness. I will not back permanently be with me. Once mine, down if I choose to do something. I will always mine. I will always be like this. not let go if I want something. Academically, socially, and athletically I will strive to be unique in the only way I know how. I will be the best. I know that whatever experience I gather they will

Memorial High School, College: Trinity University Prizes: Computer, Writing, Science, and Soccer awards, Honor roll Slogan: Every great dream starts with a dreamer.

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Lori Goes to College -Sangita and Surath Rath

Houston became Lori's home since we moved here several years ago. Between then and now there are changes and memories of our living in Houston that binds us with the past. Lori grew up pretty much here after spending the very first month in Tulsa, Oklahoma. It has been a great journey for us. Back then there were just so few children in our community. That situation has changed dramatically now and this year we saw several High School graduations in our community. One was that of Lori. Lori has graduated from Michael E. Debakey high school and has taken admission in Washington University in St. Louis. She plans to do her higher studies in medicine and/or related fields. Lori moving away from home has changed our lives to some extent but that has been smoothened due partly to the help from texting and facebook and largely to the presence of so many other children in our community.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 77 PILS Essay -Renuka Rege assist every woman who calls, it was he T especially rewarding to hear the hope in a summer before client’s voice when I told her we would my senior year take her case. in college, I had the opportunity to intern From a legal perspective, I was at the Tahirih Justice Center, an fascinated by the ways in which Tahirih organization that provides free legal maneuvers the law to defend women who services to immigrant women fleeing are effectively excluded by our legal gender-based violence. During this system. For example, gender-based inspiring experience, I formed persecution is not an official condition meaningful connections with clients and under which people can apply for asylum grew motivated to pursue a career in in the United States. However, Tahirih public interest law. has creatively molded gender-based What I liked most about interning violence cases to fit under asylum law by at Tahirih was that I had the chance to arguing that its clients have fled interact with clients on a direct, personal persecution based on their membership in level. I communicated with clients a particular social group. Now, asylum throughout the progress of their cases, law is evolving through the courts to from answering their first phone calls and include gender-based persecution as conducting initial screenings to meeting legitimate grounds. Tahirih’s innovative them in intake interviews and collecting application of the law showed me that their documents. Hearing about the while the law is sometimes deficient, it is immense difficulties the women had a tool that can be used to set precedents faced was heartbreaking, but these for what is right. Law is a dynamic conversations enabled me to develop institution that can be interpreted towards unique relationships with the clients. the betterment of society, and I plan to These connections made me feel very dedicate my career to this endeavor. invested in the work I was doing, and I In the future, I hope to do work was constantly reminded of the impact I that motivates me as much as my could have on the women’s lives. What internship at Tahirih did. I hope to play a stood out the most to me was the high part in the type of creative application of level of trust the women placed in me and the law that Tahirih is involved in with the rest of the staff at Tahirih. Despite all the aim of making access to justice the the hardships they had experienced, they norm for all people. I feel a strong sense still believed in the goodwill of people of responsibility to help those who have who could and would help them improve been less fortunate than I have through their lives. Being entrusted with some of the provision of legal services. In this the women’s most personal information way, I plan to contribute to the motivated me to do my best to aid them improvement of society through a career in their fight for justice. Because Tahirih in public interest law. has finite resources and is not able to

Renuka Rege is a 1st year law student, 1L, at Harvard Law School. She wrote the essay when applying to Law School. PILS stands for “Public Interest Law Scholar”. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 78 Do You Remember Me? -Simba Mitra-Behura

in the closet. Coming from the apartment, the closet was quite big as is! Hello. I am Simba. I have been in writing hibernation for some years now. I Then came the real scary day. One was busy growing up, moving and Sunday morning, Bappa was in Bella’s adjusting to some life changes. Now I am house. Mummy and my sisters were in settled and have the time to write. The Korno’s house. I heard a crash in the theme of this article is the changes in my living room and saw a few men coming life and how they have affected me. into the house. The glass was all over. I barked and was so shocked I do not Time in the rented house remember what I did. I love people, but First of all, I was not ready to vacate out not from windows. The house alarm was of my old house (now destroyed). I ran not on and I had to watch these guys take back to it from our temporary new place. all our valuables. I felt helpless and sad. It was my way of getting my Mom to run. When my dad came I was under the bed. It was a nice run! One day, a little get black creature appeared with Masi. Oh Friends? my God! Masi had a new baby!! Bella Thanks to Masi I am being trained to be a tried to play with me… not really social dog… not to humans but to other knowing that I was a teenager and I had dogs. I think I am doing fine. First she better things to do than play with a baby. brought Bella to her home to give me She was annoying… ate up my food, constant training. With Bella it is mostly tried to catch Masi’s bird that I was about how I can reach the food bowl taking care of, and peed and pooped in without being watched. Masi sometimes the house a few times. Poor Masi. I am sets up a separate bowl inside the pantry sure she was thinking why Bella is not as and stands guard while I eat. I love good as me. Bella’s food. Bella still tries to play with me. I am not sure how many years it will Time in the apartment take that thing to respect me. For some reason my family moved to an apartment. The place was like heaven. Then I met Alwyn. Cutie pie. Does not Each time I stepped out there was some bother me. But I have to be careful when barbequed bone outside. I think I gained he and Bella get together. They get so most of my weight there. engrossed in playing they do not even bother to look where they are running. Time in the new house They are a safety hazard to me. Once Then came the big switch. Yes, it was when all three of us were at Masi’s, we big. We were back to the first house, decided to run away and made the except it was bigger and better. It had Mohapatra ladies have run of their stairs and lots of closets and windows. I lifetime. Meha didi went out to get was proud at such a good job my Dad something from the car, not realizing that had done. Since the apartment had fed me all three of us were looking for an well, it took me sometime before I started opportunity to have some fun. We ran to going up the stairs. First few days I slept the main road. Meha didi ran and talked @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 79 to us, coaxed us to come. Then we saw were hitting me or coming in my space. Dhara didi come to her rescue (Meha didi As long as they gave me space I would needed help in rounding three of us). just watch them play – wondering why Then Dhara ran to the house, and are they wasting their energy like that. eventually we saw Masi and Dhara Thankfully when it was time to sleep coming out. Between both of them they they were put in the cage (they were little had carrots, some treat and chips. Well, I at the time) and I got the rest of the place the healthy got a carrot and walked home. to myself. Alwyn got the treat and was promptly picked up by Masi. Bella got a chip and Then I met Korno a few months ago. His was picked up by Dhara didi. Since then mom teaches my sisters Odissi. Bella and we are never allowed outside without I had gone to pay a visit to him one day leashes. That was a lot of fun. They all over the summer. Bella was her usual got fresh air and some cardio. We are a playful and kept him busy, while I went woman’s best friends. and ate his food. His food was good too! It was a good visit. I will be happy to go And then there is Chocolate, who is in again anytime. India right now. He decided that I was his role model and would never stop This is my life currently. If you like this following me. Even if I growled he was article please let me my Mummy know fine. He was one determined dog. But he so she can hand me pen and paper (before and Bella got along very well. They the deadline) for the next year’s Alata. would run and run and play on the couch. Never ever did they stop to see if they

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 80 Bellatrix: Transported from Harry Potter to OCC -Bella Mohapatra

In the chewing arena, I not only did shoes hen I came to my family I thought W and pencils and toys, but I was one step there were only three people. After a few further. I chewed up a wall by Meha's weeks, came a very pretty lady to our bathroom. My daddy had to pay a fine. house with a suitcase. She talked very But it was tasty. My daddy was very nicely to Meha and Dhara and looked like worried to bring me to our new she was in love with my daddy. She let home….all wood, in case I ate up the me inside the suitcase while she house inch by inch! But I have been unpacked. She has not left since then. I good. I have ripped apart assume she is the Mom of the house, comforters…actually only Dhara's though she rarely behaves like one. comforter. Look, I get bored at night and Those were my first few weeks with my need something to do. So, I take the crazy family. My name is Bellatrix and I stuffing out. I have even taken the am now the limelight of the Mohapatra stuffing out from pillows. My grandma family. (Nani) repaired it once last summer and I got a long lecture while she was doing it. We were in the apartment for about one Nana thought she was talking to the air. year. That apartment has fond memories. My Nana called me a princess…. he My morning meditation, watching the recognized that! traffic light change from the apartment dog park was a good way to start any I have more space in the house, although stressful day. I made many friends there... I only need a pile of washed clothes, a played in that park. I was dog-dog before cozy human comforter or a human. I I came to my new family – playing with spend most of the school day upstairs on other dogs, chasing squirrels and cats. Dhara's bed. Dhara didi is very nice to The wall behind the rocking chair in the me… lets me share her comforter and apartment was my laboratory. I chased does not turn on the lights too bright shadows there. My silly family thought I when she is getting ready for school. I was chasing a bug. Little did they know even have my own pillow, just like that I had a little playground for myself in Dhara's. I come downstairs eventually that little space. My mummy used to trick when my parents call me for a walk. me to go out by starting to chop When I am too sleepy my dog instincts imaginary things on the chopping board. turn into human ones and I ignore their Yes, I used to jump up and be right by calls. her side every time she did that. What a fool I was. I celebrated my first birthday I get cleaned up almost each week. Meha with my friends. Meha didi made a cake didi used to give me a shower and now and we even had goodie bags for my she has graduated me to the laundry room friends. Let us not talk about the dogfight sink. My mummy wraps me in a towel we almost had that day! and dries me up… sometimes I take a nap when she is doing that. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 81

closed I noticed my Mom standing there I have adjusted to the environment and with a towel, a leash and a piece of only walk as much as is needed. I much cheese that was melted over. I suppose prefer to run around and play- rather than she was there all throughout. But I had a go for a boring walk. My daddy takes me blast. The sad thing about this obsession for morning walk. I think the short walks is that my neighbor, Peach, loves water are helpful then. Nowadays Meha and too. We fought over it, in her yard and Dhara take me for walk, I actually like she won! Since then I am not good that. I should not be the only kid going friends with her anymore. out – that is not fair! One thing my Mummy is proud of me I do like laser pointers, flashlights, about is that I usually do not play with reflections etc. I loved having Boodima boy dogs if I haven’t known them for a home. Early in the morning she would while. I make friends easily with girl start taking pots and pans out. There was dogs. I do not have too many friends in a routine I was adjusted to… the the neighborhood. I suppose if I got out reflections of the sun from fridge door more I would make friends. My best opening/closing to the walls, reflection friends are Alwyn and Chocolate. When from the backdoor opening/closing to the Alwyn is there I get a lot of exercise and wall, the steam from the chai pots and food. I am still working on breaking in pans shining in the sunlight. Now that is Simba. I think there is hope there. I did a way to do Surya Namaskar. My shrieks try to be friends with Yoshi. She looks and barks … you must come one like fun and I think I can play with her in morning to hear that! Even though I am my home. I met Korno too.. he is a nice dark skinned I do sunbathing. My shy dog. Wish he would play more. But obsession to flashlight is so bad that my when it comes to food, I am still the boss Mom has made me take two long walks with everybody. Mummy has tried many with a flashlight in her hand – in broad ways to teach me to be a good hostess but daylight. Did I not say she is not normal? I have a long way to go. She sets up I am very well entertained by aluminum bowls for guests in many places but I am foil as well. Just tear it open and I am fast! I think I will get there eventually, I happily shrieking and barking. hope.

I love playing in the sprinkler as well. Arati aunty is waiting for the article so I One day I spent almost 30 min playing in must stop here, otherwise this will not get the neighbor’s sprinkler. After it was published.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 82 Happy Birthday Mrigaa -Alwyn

not want to leave my “strike” spot. Then his morning my Mummy woke me up T an interesting thing happened. Gini didi with a big jolt. She said I was to write an came and took me to her house and gave article for Alata and that Bella and Simba me food with her hands. I was so hungry had already turned in theirs. I was I could not resist. That was very sweet of shocked. I am only 2 and I was to write her. I resisted a little more at home and an article? I will talk to Bella about this then gave up. The cutie pie is none other high standard. Anyway, I quickly got my than my sister Mrigaa. After that, I have hugs and kisses from my Mummy before assumed the role of the big brother. And I Mrigaa woke up and got started on this think I am good at it. article. Please excuse me for any grammatical errors, since I am a 2 year I celebrated my 2nd birthday with a big old puppy dog writing for the first time. I bang. My mummy made a lovely cake dedicate this article to my sister Mrigaa and invited Simba and Bella. Our parents who will be turning one this weekend. and sisters had fun - standing by taking pictures, videos. When it was time for I was really really tiny when I joined the them to leave I placed myself in their Oriya Community. I was the real center van, so I could extend my birthday into of attraction to all – old and young. I used birthdays. My mummy and Daddy to have sleepovers. Bella came for a few understood enough to let me spend more days once and we had a ball. She ate my time with my friends. Thank you, food, I ate hers. She ran after the water, Mummy and Daddy. and I watched. She took over my bed, and we played late at night. That was a I still go and visit Bella. We are glorious time. constantly running, taking rest and running after each other. We have an Last year, in September, my Daddy left understanding that she sleeps with Dhara me in Bella’s house. Her Boodima was didi and I with Meha didi. I sometimes visiting at the time. I spent a few days like to rest on the staircase. Her family is there, playing and basking in the getting a little too comfortable with me, attention. Then my Daddy came to pick Last time I got picked up and “coocheed me up, I was happy to be going home. poocheed” so many times. And let us not When I reached home, I had a funny talk about how many photos were taken. feeling that something had changed. And walking? When I am done walking I There were weird smells and new things just stop, I don’t bark since barking is in the house.. small things but the smell rude. was all over. I then heard a cry and a small bundle. My Mummy had replaced I do like to have fun. The other day me for some other cutie pie! I was very Simba, Bella and I ran out from the house upset. I would have left but did not want when Meha was going to the car for to leave the AC and carpet. So, I stayed something. I was taking Simba and Bella by the door. It seemed like I made my to my home, but Meha didi kept trying to point. Mummy and Daddy tried to feed stop us and get us back. Dhara didi came me, talk to me, play with me, but I did and tried to do the same thing. Then Masi @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 83 came and destroyed the whole plan – she couch! I became brave and came to the brought my favorite treat!! And for Bella couch. As soon as Yoshi saw me she and Simba she had carrots and corn barked a friendly “come and play with chips. Well, then we three were caught me”. That was too loud for me and I hid and brought back home with a big behind Arnav’s grandma. I do have to say lecture. Now I am never let out without a that Yoshi was gentle and the humans leash. I am sure they will forget this were on standby all the time during our incident in a few months and I can try interaction. But I did not want to take a something new. chance. I think next time (in Masi’s home) I will be braver. I did try to make a new friend last month – Yoshi, thanks to Masi and Meha didi. If you like my article please tell my Yoshi is half my age, but four times my Mummy. I am sure she will be proud of size. I protected myself under a chair me. I will make sure Mrigaa writes too while Bella wagged her tail from the next year. Till then, woof woof!

Drawing by Shruti Misra, daughter of Somnath & Suchana. She is in 9th Grade.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 84 I Bow to Her -Amit Kumar Patra

Science proposed: “Universe repeats was railing I itself. The probability of repetition is from 99%.” – People say science is Bhubaneswar to New Delhi. I saw a ameliorating. temple through my window. I bowed down. A girl sitting next to me asked, “do My legend says that- “A guy got cured you believe in god?” a young man lying from leprosy when he stood under sun for in another berth replied “I don’t believe st the whole day worshipping, meditating.” in god, in this 21 century I believe in – people laughed and said this is science, but there’s no God.” nonsense. Science is using radiotherapy (using A scientist of ISRO was also travelling in lights) to cure leprosy. They say science the same compartment. He replied, has invented a cure. But what they forget “Science can’t prove the existence of is that the sun is the ultimate source of god. Which you can’t sense, it means light and heat. (They use Roentgen rays there’s no existence of it.” to cure leprosy and sunlight produces Roentgen rays) Not only there, but this is a common debate in today’s era- “Does God exist?” My ancestors said: “Shiva gave Shakti to God became a figment of imagination. Brahma to create Universe, because Beliefs became superstition. Traditions without Shakti it’s impossible to create became myth. People question the faith. anything.”- people said this is just a But I have faith. I have trust. I have my story. Science said- “Energy is associated own beliefs. with every object whether its living or non-living.” Can you imagine a single Science proposed the Big Bang theory. It object without energy? There must be says, “Universe was originated from void some kind of energy it is associated with, after a great explosion.” – people potential energy, kinetic energy, atomic believed this without any question. energy, any kind. My ancestors said: “Universe originated from void and will collapse in void.” – My holy books say: “A guy called Sri people said these are the words of an Rama has arrows which could dry the astute who didn’t know anything. Those oceans.” – people says it’s a story. who believed are known as blind Science has nuclear warheads which can believers. dry this ocean. People call it Hydrogen bomb. My Ancestors said: “There are 4 eras. Satya, Treta, Dwapar, Kali (Yugas). They My Holy books say: “Once they had repeat in a cyclic way.” – people said this vehicles that could fly in the speed of is just a legend from a book, written by thought. (They can reach before one can the one’s who didn’t even know how to think.)” – people ignored naming it an calculate time. imagination. Science has Jets which can fly faster than the speed of sound. (They @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 85 can reach before you hear.) - people call it technology. They probably don’t know about levitation (production of zero gravity My ancestors said : “Sun rides on it’s field). They don’t know about vehicle(They never said, Sun moves psychokinetic energies, psychokienesis , around the Earth on its vehicle.)”. – para-psychology. people laughed when Science said Earth revolves around the Sun.But no one My ancestors called it magic, and we call noticed that, Sun is not stationary too. It it science. In fact we forget that it doesn’t also moves in this Milky Way galaxy. matter if we write “0” after turning it My ancestors said : “People could do upside down. works by chanting spells, like they can call their vehicles, they can fire an arrow. Science says: “Energy can neither be ” – people say it’s crap, nobody can. created nor be destroyed. It can only be Science invented sensors that follow the transferred from one form to another. ”- sounds and operate. People call it people call it “Law of Conservation of advancement of technology. energy”. My ancestors said: “Shakti is boundless, birth-less, endless, death-less. No one ever went to the summit of No one can beget her, no one can destroy Mount Everest till Tenzing Norgay her, and she can take any form when she climbed it on 1953. First satellite wish. Without Shakti nothing is possible. launched in 1957, till then no one had Nothing exists. Nothing can survive. She ever seen what’s there on the top of is the mother (creator), she is the Himalayas. But when my ancestor said nourisher, and she is the destroyer. I bow that on the top of mount Himalaya there’s to that Shakti.” – people start thinking a lake called Mansarovar and My Lord who is this lady??? lives there– people asks question about the presence of Lord. They ask questions, Does she exist??? Who is she?? Where if anyone has ever seen God. But they does she live??? never wonder that if Lord Shiva is the figment of imagination, then how come My ancestor says: “Nature is the mother. lake Mansarovar is real !!!! She created everything. She nourished everything. She destroys everything in When my ancestor said: when a lady need. This nature is my mother named Darupadi called Krishna in goddesses. I bow to her.” – people start Hastinapur, Krishna was at Dwaraka. questioning my Goddesses. They ask me- Miles awayfrom Hastinapur. But he “Do you believe in God?” listened to her words and helped in no time. – people questions this. It’s like a man pondering, whether the tree came first or the seed. You will never But when I can listen to my mom, who is end with a conclusion. Just think once. on the other side of the world, without The computer, laptop or cell phone any even a second delay, I never wonder how device we are using, are just working it’s possible. because of energy. Its electrical energy coming from battery. If we will go My ancestor said: “Ancient people can further from where does energy came to fly. They can make things fly.” – people battery. Then we will know that it came say it’s crap. from my power outlet. From my electric @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 86 supply. That electricity comes from a generator, which converts the mechanical We don’t know from where did this energy of turbine to electrical energy. So energy came from? We just know that now I know that in fact I rely on nature works in this way. According to a electrical energy, which relies on particular set of rules. Science is the mechanical energy, which in turn relies study of laws of nature. It’s not the study on kinetic energy of water. This in turn of controlling nature. We just study relies on the potential energy of water, something which happens. Which is which was on the top of the mountain. already there. We are not regulating it. Then I start wondering how does water I say- “you are trying to bind the come on the mountain ????? Maybe rain, boundless. You know it’s impossible. but rain happens only when water gets You are trying to limit the limitless. You vaporized. So it’s the water from the are trying to find logic to illogic. You ocean. But ocean gets water from the know but you ignore. You know but you rivers, which are originated from don’t agree. We know just what’s there. mountains. Now I again ended up where I But we don’t know how it came to be started. there? We know the laws of nature, but we don’t know who set these rules. If you My logical brain doesn’t have the will say nature has set these rules so be it. capacity to conclude how nature does all But whoever it is. The one who can make these things. From where did this energy rules, can break the rules. One who can come? From where did this matter come? create, and can destroy. One who starts Matter and energy are interrelated. can end. You know everything but you (E=MC2). Even mathematics, physics, still question. You have the answers but and any science are unable to answer this you still argue. You have eyes but you because whatever science says has a don’t want to see. You have ears but you limit. Even when we calculate everything don’t want to listen. You have senses but using limits. Integrals, differentials you don’t want to sense.” everything has a limit. Everything we know has a limit. They say: “Humans are the only creatures with brains..” But how can we bound the boundless? How can we limit the unlimited? How I say- “Humans are the mere creatures can we measure the limitless? How can only with brains…” we differentiate what is differentiable? How can I integrate who is non- You know logic, limits, science, and integratable? How can I infer about her range don’t work. So don’t use them. who is non-inferable? How can I You know all your reasoning’s fail, so distinguish something who is in- don’t use them. distinguishable? You use something more than that, use My ancestors said: “My lord is in something beyond logic, use something omnipresent, omnipotent, and beyond reasoning, use something beyond omniscient.” – people argue. your thought. You have that, and only I say: “Energy is there everywhere. In you have that. Use your FAITH. Use every single bit, in every single thing, we your TRUST. Use your HOPE. can’t imagine anything without energy.”- Omnipresent. @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 87

Just think retrospectively. You use this I bow to that unlimited, illogical, when everything fails. You HOPE for the boundless, limitless, non-differentiable, best in the worst. You wish and non- integral, un-begetable, BELIEVE that everything will be okay, indestructible, surreal, omnipresent, when nothing is okay. You have FAITH omnipotent, omniscient cosmic energy that everything will be get right, when which is the life and lifeless, which is you know that nothing is right. bound and boundless, which is present and absent, which is universe and which Use this tool. I think you will get your is void. answer. After you use this, you don’t have to question anymore. You will have I call her my LORD. all the answers. You don’t need to worry Universe bows to her. about anything. You start believing I bow to her. everything.

Amit Kumar Patra is currently studying Masters in Computer Science at the University of Houston, Main Campus. His interested fields of research are in Mythology, Archeology, Philosophy, Fiction, and History.

Alata patron Mrs. Swadha and Mr. Pradeep Rath of Las Vegas, NV

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The Casualty of Convenience -Soumya Rege Some time later, the problem apparently got fixed because they boarded us and the flight took off. The pilot announced that the additional delay was because he was checking some things out, and he would rather check them out on the ground than Recently I flew to Rochester, upstate “feel” the problem in the air. Amen! NY to visit my daughter at school. I booked my ticket, my room, and my What helped me during this tiring, late rental car online. The day before the trip, night wait at Detroit airport were I printed my boarding passes. On the memories of my earliest childhood trips appointed day, I drove to the airport, fed to my grandfather’s village every my credit card to the machine in a summer. It sort of put everything in parking lot, the gate arm lifted, I drove perspective. thru, and parked. A shuttle bus came by, picked me up and deposited me at the Our annual trip to my grandfather’s appropriate terminal. I went thru village was truly an adventure. First security, and boarded the flight to Detroit there was an overnight train journey to where I was going to change planes. the nearest city, Cuttack. Then you went Smooth, no problems. by bus to a remote location outside the city (I don’t remember if this little stop In Detroit, when it came time to board even had a name). The bus stop had a tea the plane, the people at the gate stall, a small garage to fix basic stuff, and announced a slight delay, “because the a wooden bench for people to sit on. The truck that powers the aircraft on the bus driver would help unload our luggage ground is not working. We are trying to from the roof of the bus, and then we get another truck”. 15 min later, they would wait. started pre-boarding. Some people went thru the “door”. Then they closed the After an undetermined amount of time, 3 “door”. We were left wondering what people would show up. They would be was going on. 10 min later the people sent by my grandfather to escort us to the who had gone in thru the “door” came village. One of them would carry the out, and they announced that they were luggage, and the other 2 would carry my still looking for another truck. “A few sister & me on their shoulders (we were more minutes” they said. It was 10:30pm little); my parents would walk behind us, and people were beginning to get and the walk would begin. After about a frustrated. I was getting frantic texts couple of miles of seemingly aimless from my daughter asking for status walking thru sand & scrub, we would updates. arrive at a river.

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There was a “ferry” to take us across the river. It was small wooden boat with a It demonstrates how we have come to boatman who poled his way across the take everything we have for granted and river. If there were any passengers other keep wanting more. It demonstrates how than us, they would be asked to wait, and all the technological advances that we the boatman would take us & our luggage enjoy have changed our concept of time, on the boat. The boat couldn’t fit and consequently, we have become more everyone. intolerant and more impatient. I can go on a trip, take a picture on my smart Across the river was the most exciting phone and instantly upload it to Facebook part of our trip because we were allowed where all my friends can see it within to put our hands in the water. On the minutes……how marvelous! But, on the other side, we were back on the shoulders flip side, if the smart phone doesn’t work of the men, and more walking. We or we lose signal, we become oh so passed thru bamboo forests, rice fields, frustrated! and women walking home with pitchers of water from the pond. After about a Instead of going through the process of mile & a half of this, we would approach getting dressed, finding transportation, the village; we’d meet up with some of and going to a movie theater to see a the village kids, everyone in the village movie, we can now stream movies on knew we were coming, and it provided demand and watch them in the comfort of excitement for the village kids. our homes in our pajamas! But when Netflix doesn’t stream we curse There is a small but deep river just irritably!@#! When the laptop doesn’t outside the village, with a swinging boot up fast enough we are just as upset. bridge over it, the kind that you see in movies. Crossing that bridge was one of As we get used to the wonderful the scariest things for my mother. Once advances in science, technology & over that bridge, we were in the village. medicine, and get carried away by the momentum of progress, what we ignore It took a whole day to travel from the city is the loss of a sense of perspective and to the village, a distance of approx. 22 balance, leading to a sense of well-being. miles. And here I was traveling 1550 Our state of well-being has become miles in a few hours, with everything fragile. going smoothly for the most part, and complaining about a delay of 40 minutes. I call this - The Casualty of Convenience.

@f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 90 Why I Drive a High-Value Car? -Gopal Mohapatra

losing one of my own. I missed it for a My first car was a Honda Civic long time, but I was grateful to it and hatchback. I bought it from someone for sincerely wished it the very best for its 2200 dollars twenty years ago when I onward journey. I am sure that it now was making a monthly salary of 800 must be resting in peace in some dollars at University of Arizona, Tucson. junkyard or have been scrapped away It was a manual-shift car with 120,000 into pieces. It was my first car and it was miles on board. The air-conditioning was a great one. not working. The seller said that it was Three years after I sold my first because he was too busy to put Freon. I car, I felt the need of another. I was then believed him – how could someone say married and we were expecting our such a blatant lie knowing that I could firstborn. Reva’s car, which was a used ask him right then to put it in! Later on Toyota Corolla bought during her when I took it to a Mechanic, I came to graduate school days and came to me as a know that the car had a bad accident, it dowry(!!), was still running well and was refurbished and the wiring had been carrying us everywhere without fail. maneuvered in a way that it would be However, we became a little chicken- best to leave it as is. The anxiety of hearted to put our newborn into an old driving a car with no air-conditioning in a car and drive on the crazy highways of hot dry climate of Arizona sent a shiver Houston. We decided to buy our first new through my body, but it was too late. I car, a Honda Accord V6 with leather (big reminisced about riding in non-AC cars deal!!), which arrived a week before in hot and humid climate of Odisha and Meha was born. Even today I can still consoled myself on the fact that I had too smell the smell of the new Honda Accord much experience to get worried about in which Meha was brought home from driving without AC. the hospital. Putting our first born in a It was a great car. It did not give brand new car and bringing her home was me any trouble for the whole time it was a thrill, and in a way the car became with me. Three years later I sold it for synonymous with Meha. 1800 dollars to a young lady with whom I Meha is fourteen now and so is was honest about the health of the car. the Honda Accord. It is now 8,000 miles That little Honda civic brought me to shy of the 200,000 miles mark. During Houston twice where I experienced the these fourteen years it has had issues and unbearable summer heat and humidity. It at times I have contemplated of selling or also took me through mountains, deserts, giving it away and buying a new car. and Indian reservations of Colorado, There has always been the temptation to Utah and Arizona without breaking down get into one of the expensive brand-name anywhere. My friends would borrow it to cars – Mercedes, BMW, Lexus; you do their groceries, do their girlfriends’ name it. But again something has always shopping, and fetch incoming students held me back from selling the Honda from the airport. The car did not just Accord that I have been driving for serve me; it served many other fellow fourteen years. For me it has been a very students. When I sold it, I felt like I was high value car that I would like to keep as @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 91 long as I can, and take care of it as well concert. At that time India was playing a as I can until it can drive no more. one-day series against either Pakistan or When you drive a new car out of Australia, and he wanted to see the live the dealer’s parking lot for the first time, telecast. After the match ended early in the car loses its value by a few thousand the morning, I had to drive him back to dollars right away, but when you drive the hotel. On the way, we talked about your firstborn in that new car, the value cricket and I came to know that during goes up by thousands you cannot count. his school days he played cricket with For almost four years, it was the car for Syed Kirmani, one of the best wicket Meha. I would be the driver without a keepers of all times. We also talked about navigator because Reva would sit next to various other tabla players and life in Meha in the back seat and keep her general, and I was touched by his entertained. After Dhara was born, she humility. Previously, I had the fortune of would be placed side by side with her watching him with his father at the older sister in the back seat and Reva Spring festival at IIT, Kharagpur, and would keep entertaining them from the now I had the pleasure of driving him in passenger seat. A year after Dhara was my little Honda Accord on the highways born, we bought the family vehicle – a of Houston. It was quite an experience! minivan, Honda Odyssey. We would end Among Bollywood artists, the up using this for the whole family most two most famous ones who have sat in of the times, mainly because it had a the Accord are Naseeruddin Shah and DVD player which kept the girls Paresh Rawal. Paresh Rawal’s occupied during short and long trips. The personality in real life was pretty much Accord now became more of a like it was on screen; he was easy to talk commuting vehicle from home to work. with whereas Nasseruddin Shah was The Accord not only served my quieter. One time they both were in town family but it also served the community for the play Khel, and I had gone to the and earned a reputation for carrying airport to pick the artists up. At the people of artistic repute. It carried Odishi airport, I saw Naseeruddin Shah coming gurus like Kelu Charan Mohapatra and down in the escalator and I kept staring at Gangadhar Pradhan. In that car, I would him. I did not even notice that Paresh hear from Guru Pradhan about his dream Rawal was not too far behind. When he to take Odishi to Himalayan heights and got close to me, he said “Gopalji, how NROs could help him. That dream namaskar”. It was very embarrassing. He never took the full shape as his probably remembered me from his last expectation from NROs itself remained a couple of trips. On the way from the far-fetched dream. The Accord carried airport to the hotel, I apologized to him. Odiya film singers like Prafulla Kar and In one of the scenes in that play, Subhash Dash. In that car I have heard Naseeruddin Shah fired a shot and it stories about the famous feud between made a loud sound. Meha was about two Prafulla Kar and Akshay Mohanty. or three years old and she cried out loud There have been numerous other artists, too at that shot. Later on in the hotel vocal and instrumental, from Odisha who room, Naseeruddin Shah would tell the have been ferried in that car. When I was troupe about how he lost concentration actively volunteering for Indo-American during the play when a child suddenly Association, then too I had the pleasure cried out so loudly. I just did not have the of transporting many great artists. One guts to tell him that it was my daughter, time, Zakir Hussein was in town for a Meha. When the troupe left Houston, I @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 92 had to drive him to the airport. At the indebted to it, for it has carried me, my check-in counter, the agents were asking family and guests as faithfully as it could. a lot of questions. So he asked me – yeh It has never bumped into anyone else. It log kya puchh rahe hain? I had to explain has been a good bro to all other cars on to him about security concerns in the the road too. It has stayed humble, not a airports those days, and I believe that was bit arrogant even though it has ferried so the longest I had talked to him. But it many great personalities. In that way it really was a thrill! has been a great teacher to me. The The Accord is now old. For last Accord has been so valuable that the few years, it has been helping me to get temptation of driving a new posh car has to the places where I must go . I don’t never been strong at all. I hope it will drive it long distance even though I know stay with me as long as it can, at least it still can. I drive it to places in Houston until Meha goes to college. It brought but gently and at 65 or 70 mph maximum Meha home from the hospital, and I hope so as not to stress it out. I am mentally it lives with us for another four years so prepared for it to break down at anytime, that it can take Meha to the airport on her but touch wood, so far so good. I am way to college.

Houston Ratha Jatra Systems – An Experimental Observation -Raghu Dass

This year my interest is in the original Ratha being short-listed to show case he first weekend of October brought a T Odia identity in the parade. It has been a cold spell to Greater Houston this year. It phenomenal journey to celebrate Lord was a breath of fresh air agog with fall Jagannatha’s best pastime Ratha Jatra in festivities in temples: an auspicious Houston. Every year Houstonians look beginning of Sharad Navaratri, Mahalaya forward to this vedic parampara with and Durgapuja. Gandhiji’s birthday and a religious fervor here far away from wait for Nobel Prize announcements Jagannath Puri. For me it is very special. from Sweden coincide with the fall. I visit Ratha Jatras around the world Odias are not far behind in Houston. This starting with my first US Ratha Jatra in is a great time to be part of Annual Nashville in 1992. Austin Rath Jatra Dasahara/Deepavali Mela in Skeeter kick-started Houston Ratha Jatra. I Stadium show-casing diversity to remember working together with Odia celebrate Ram’s return to Ayodhya. culture enthusiasts. It was a defining Odias are taking major interest in period in 2008 when Houstonians Ramleela this year. Dramatist Gopal is gathered together in the newly busy recruiting Asura characters from constructed India House venue to see a Odias to be part of Ravana Sena. piece of Odia Culture amidst the bejeweled eyes of budding Odissi @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 93 dancers. People came to know about the original one comfortably. For me, it is a energetic Odias marshalling the jatris great blessing to see Ratha Jatras were with single-minded devotion to Lord of observed different days to get Lord’s the Universe. All are united. It was a bounty of blessings. I knew that it was marvelous feat. Chakadola led OCC. not easy to pack Odias together during the formative years. Now I see Odias are Every year new volunteers and groups charged up with good spirit, devotion and became part of this glorious tradition. It tan-man-dhan to contribute this great was a great observation to see temples cause. Now-a-days, I enjoy observing the were as eager as Houstonians to offer evolution of body, mind and spirit in this service. Odias are passionate about their unique community development culture to flourish in a foreign land. A endeavor. few great Houstonians became integral part of this vedic culture. Every year they Youth add to the energy and our kids are came eagerly to offer service forgetting having their fair share of culture. Odias their origin to be part of a universal are not holed up in their cocoon any culture with global vision. Rath Jatra longer. Odia culture is in full display. became a melting pot of cultures. It is Wrinkles in human emotions are reality very popular. People want to glorify Him. in community work. Positive understanding, gregariousness and fellow An Odia devotee envisioned Lord feeling spark friendship and make our Jagannatha in her unique way. She journey lighter. Two heads are better than convinced her husband to construct a one. I am marveled at the human Chardham temple to have place of potentialities and possibilities. Jai pilgrimage in one place. To their surprise, Jagannath! another two Ratha Jatras added to the

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Lord Jagannath’s Miracle: A Gift of Life -Arati Nanda Pati

and brother Jagannath on left. Lord rati, look who has come to our “A Sudarshan was standing next to house.” an ecstatic Debananda insisted in Jagannath’s left arm. They were waking me up from my deep sleep. completely fit for the back seats of the car to drive home on the Houston “Who?” freeways. No physical tardiness was perceived in their SriAngas instead they “Who can be in the middle of the night?” were juvelant with radiant dresses, I ignored while holding my sleep dearly. glittering crowns, sparking ornaments, and fresh garlands. The entire garage “Lord Jagannath, Lord Balaram, Devi smelled pious with His enduring Subhadra, and Lord Sudarshan, the entire presence. I offered my humble obeisance family has come to our house right after for giving me His Arcadian Darsan on the Ratha Yatra.” the Ratha Jatra Day while fastening himself on His mechanical chariot. “What?” “Is it possible?” Debananda was like a mad mother, who Before I realized, I fell deep into the lost her child recently. Seeing the Lord cosmic romance! of the Lords, the ruler of the Universe, he was instantly transformed from the The bitterness of the separation at my petrified Ahalya to mother Yashoda. mother’s death in December 2010, I With his unconditional tender love he shrank into my snail’s shell. I was not held each one of them in his semicircular attending any family gatherings or public Kangaroo pack while ascending the events in Houston. After six months, on seventeen, baisi pabaccha. Instead of the Saturday, July 16, 2011, Lord Jagannath Ratna Singhasan at Puri Bada Deula now was on His Celestial Chariot. I was deep bhakta Debananda offered the Lords to into my personal loss and did not join the hold the dais of love in the north east Rath Yatra, the most desirable event of corner of 2728 East Glen Haven, library. the year. Instead with blissful devotion Now onwards, dazzled with their wrote a poem “Puni Phula tie Kara” and ceremonial dress, they are stretching offered at His lotus feet miles away from forward their arms eager to hug their His glorious celebration. And at mid devotees. From a distance, while night, He is at my door! Impossible! climbing the baisi pahacha, Lord Jagannath’s geometrical circular eyes A subconscious relinquishment sped attract the first glance of a self-seeking within me at lightning speed and devotee from His high raised Singhasana. prostrated towards His divine feet. I ran Now, this temporary home of Lord into the garage to discover the entire Jagannath has become the most Jagannath Parivar had been tightly anticipated pilgrimage to observe some secured by the modern car seat belts. of His important celebrations like Chittou Sister Subhadra was at the center Amabasya, Gamha Purnama, Boita protected by brother Balabhadra on right Bandana, New Year’s Eve, Dola @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 95

Purnima, Pana Sankranti, Utkala Divas, culture to carry to a next level of Akhaya Trutiya, and if no specific day generation in the West. then just to assemble for His glorious Naam Sankirtan. Boita Bandana is my personal favorite. The month of Kartik is one of the finest Every once in a month or two, devotees and sacred months in Jagannath culture. flock to invoke their Jagannath Culture. When I was little, my Grandma used to Infants and children join them too. tell that even a "heron does not touch fish Devotees like Satya, Surath, Somdutt, in the month of Kartika". I believed Gopal, Madhab, Aditya, Atasu, her whole heartedly. It was not because I Mrutynjaya, Nirad, Ramani, Nrusingh, was naive but because I was deeply in Dillip, Ashis, Rajmohan, Bidya, Jyoti, love with her. I never tried to justify her Narayan, Debasis, Duryodhan, Raghu, wrong by collecting data scientifically. I Gyana, Somnath, Kalyan, Pramoda, was moved by her innocent belief and Abinash, Sushri Sangita, Julee, Sangita, participated in celebrating the rituals of Arati Rani, Lily, Anu, Leena, Sasmita, "Panchuka", the final five days of Subhashree, Reva, Shrabanee, Bulu, Kartika, at the age of ten. Early in the Sabitri, Vani, Yamini, Arunima, morning, before the sun rise, I was Sarmistha, Suchana, Durba, Swapna, walking through the dew dropped street Bindi, Sarita, and above all Smita are the with her to the village pond to take a regular devotees to offer their love to the deep in the cold water. The initial Lord of the Universe. Sometimes touch of water was electrifying and visiting parents love to get a glimpse of creating a greatest moment of spark of Lord Jagannath in the land of the West. divine love. I was more and more Yamini’s mother, Debasis’s mother, involved in seeking an eternal shelter by Satya’s parents, Sarmistha’s parents, the magical attraction of the unsullied Bidya’s father, Jyoti’s parents, dawn air, the departing birds' lullaby, Abinash’s parents, Gopal’s parents, and the lavish tree branches with fresh Nirad’s father not only join the sankirtan flowers. I was fully engaged with but also appreciate the cultural Grandma in drawing muruja in front of convergence of the odia elements. Kunti the Tulasi plant on our courtyard. On the Mausi (Arati Rani’s mother) is the most final day, the Kartika Purnima Day, I was pious lady whose presence brings radiant gravitated by the community event energy to the crowd. Every time she in celebrating the most illuminated Boita visits covering a long distance with her Bhasana. The complete pond was son-in-law, Nrusingh, brings the most sparkling with little stars. It was a delicious pithas and mithas for her spectacular event that I preserve in my darling Jagannath. The satsangs are most sacred memory of my village followed by the potluck menus of manda, beauty. enduri, kakara, khiri, poda pitha, chittau, gaintha, rasabali, rabidi, rasogolla, laddu, With the arrival of Lord Jagannath, I besara, mahura, and shabari’s fruits. At loved to reiterate the blossomed scenes of the time of departure, devotees exchange my girlhood while walking down the their homegrown vegetables with their memory lane. Many drove on the same tender words of farewell. These cultural lane. Together we walked on the banks settings bring the children to value the of Mahanadi to pay homage to our universal brotherhood of Jagannath ancestors and celebrated the first Boita Bandana on Nov 5, 2011. Over 70 @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 96 enthusiastic devotees including children aura of spirituality. Pandit Ji performed joined the celebration. Kids were the rituals to invite the Gods to shower captivated by the artistic designs of good wishes to build a Jagannath Temple muruja on the altar of Tulasi plant. The that will one day be the Jagannath Dham second Boita Bandana was observed on of the USA. Every member poured his or Saturday, Nov 24, 2012 during the her best wishes to build the 12th century Panchuk week. That was the Jagannath temple of Puri in Houston. It Thanksgiving weekend. The most was a well-orchestrated puja followed by important week of the year to express a vegetarian lunch sponsored by OCC. gratitude. There were three community After the Puja, Debananda drove the events on the same day with lunch, priest his home along with Saswat. His dinner, and Boita Bandana in the car was full with Puja Samagri. I was left evening. At around 7PM, Kunti Mausi out to return with Somdutt. performed the Tulasi puja, devotees circled around the Tulasi altar chanting By now, my material body was very the Mahamantra Hare Krishna, Hare exhausted. The previous day’s Boita Rama with the rythms of Satya’s Bandana preparation and celebration at mrudangam. Leena made boitas for our house brought me some fatigue to my every child from the branches of banana body. After long hours of standing while tree. While migrating from one end of helping during Bhumi puja, my body was the Texas size Houston road ways to totally debilitated. After seeing off few other, to attend all three events of the of our friends, I wanted some rest. So day, our members showed the unending while waiting for Somdutt, I decided to endurance. sit on the ground.

The next morning was the most I was cold. I choose a clear open space in celebrated morning of my life. On the sun far away from any obstruction, Sunday, Nov 25, 2012, the Orissa Culture especially cars. Cars were parked quite Center (OCC) was performing Bhumi far behind me. I sat down there and Puja, the ground breaking ceremony to talked to several people while they were build a Jagannath temple and cultural wrapping up their stuffs to return home. center on the acquired two acres land at Among them, I talked to Subhashree just 2002 DeSoto Street, Houston. The minutes back. Somdutt waved his hands auspicious moment was set in the early and told he would be ready in just few hours of the day. Debananda left home minutes. early to pick up the priest, Pandit Ji from his distant residence. Saswat and I went I do not recollect what happened next. with Somdutt to the land of permanent Only thing I remembered that I was residence of Lord Jagannath. While shouting “Narayan!” “Narayan! “with driving we talked about Endeavor, the the top of my voice and as strong as NASA’s retiring space shuttle in the possible. I was hit by a red car on the Houston sky on September 19, 2012. driver’s side. My leg was under the driver’s side wheel. The more it was Soon we arrived at the beautiful land. It accelerating and pushing me down on my was an open, clean, and even land with back, the more I was crunching to the sparsely raised old trees. The quite word “Narayan” as if the elephant was morning was impeccable with divine calling for His Supreme mercy. At the serenity. Cold breeze was sprinkling the near death situation, I was calling Him so @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 97 dearly that even I could feel the depth of inaccessible. With my scream, the people my own helplessness. Later, I on the ground responded very quickly. remembered Kunti Mausi and Arati Rani Seeing me under the car and struggling giving me water in my mouth. for life all members were helplessly struggling to save me. They pulled my I was sitting on the ground several yards right leg from the front left wheel. The away from the parked cars. The car was entire event was unfolding in front of far behind me. While packing up his everybody. They could not believe what stuff, the driver crossed me three times. I they were watching live except accepting do not remember when and which the miracle of Lord Jagannath as a gift of direction the car came and hit me. With my life. the glass windows closed, the driver was

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In Memoriam

I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it when I sorrow most;

-Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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A few words about my mother (Late Manorama Sarangi): -Swayamprava Misra

My mother was born in Cuttack in a children. Whatever we have become in middle class family. At an early age, she our life is due to her persistent was married to Late Dr. Madhabanda encouragement. My mother was writing Sarangi, a famous pathologist who had stories and devotional poems in her spare done his MD under the supervision of time. That was her relaxation from Dr. Sachs, the Nobel Prize winning constant work in raising us as well as pathologist and discoverer of the polio many of our relatives. vaccine. While my father was very busy, it was my mother who raised her seven

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Remembering My Father Professor Benudhar Pradhan -Satyajit Pradhan

would collect the address of the y youngest sister, Subhashree asked M publishers like Oxford University Press, me if I could send her a small write up th Allied Publishers, Macmillan and write to about our father who passed away on 25 the regional offices and we used to get January 2013 at the age of 82 years at the books by VPP(Value payable post). Varanasi. Our son Shobhit (Babuni) was The postman would come with the parcel at Rice University for his summer and we would give the money to the internship this May to July 2013. He had postman who give the parcel and arrange written a mail to me, ‘.....So I went to this for sending the money to the sender Barnes & Noble bookshop a few days through money order”....’ ago. And started thinking about how much those DK encyclopedias, those The magnitude of the true Encarta CDs and some of those other personality my father I realized only books enriched my childhood. I guess recently when we were in Odisha for his those must be among the wisest final rites. Following the day he passed investments you ever made. :) It's sad to away there was coverage in the Oriya see kids don't really read encyclopedias newspapers till about 11 days and a anymore. ...’ In reply to his mail I had number of condolence meetings were written something like this.... held at Bhubaneswar, Cuttack, Kendrapara and finally our village .....“Coming to books, Jeje also Dihabalrampur. The meeting in the had a great fascination for books. He had village was the best, attended by one a set of Book of Knowledge (about 12 former cabinet minister and two present volumes) for us when we were children minister and MLA from Orissa, apart and a set of volumes of India's Cultural from the crowd that had gathered from Heritage. I remember that he would very far flung villages and these people arrange for all books that we needed. In had gathered for a 82 year old man who those times there was no Amazon.com or had been away from the state for nearly Flipkart.com. If we needed a particular 22 years. He must have touched so many book and it was not locally available he @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 101 hearts and lives or else why should many College. In the initial period he arranged people gather. for cultivation of the college lands so that the proceeds from selling the crops could Younger of two sons and second be used for building up the college. The of four siblings, my father was born to Kendrapara College is today one of the Late Shri Keshav Chandra Pradhan and bigger colleges in the state. He, his staff Late Smt. Kamla Devi on 16 April 1931 and students were seriously involved in in Dihabalrampur, one of thirteen the flood relief operations during the annually inundated villages in rural annual floods in nearby areas. Odisha, lying between the rivers Luna and Karandia. After his schooling he had From Kendrapara he moved to joined Ravenshaw College and later went Utkal University in 1969, and retired to Allahabad University for his post from the PG Department of Political graduation in Political Science. Later on Science in 1991. Thereafter he moved to he passed his MA in Economics and also Wardha where he remained till 2011 History from Utkal University and when he suffered a stroke, was obtained Ph.D and D.Litt from Utkal hospitalized, recovered miraculously and University. thereafter remained with one or other of my siblings and spent the last part of his He started his career as Assistant life from March 2012 with us at Editor of Eastern Times (an English daily Varanasi. being published by Prajatantra Prachar Samiti of Dr. Harekrushna Mahtab) when Amongst all my siblings I think Mr. J.B. Patnaik(former Chief Minister of he liked me the most and he wanted me Orissa with Congress government) was to be an example for the other children. the editor, before leaving it to be the He had tried to inculcate good habits in Founder Principal of Kendrapara us. I remember one childhood experience College. Dr. Mahtab did not want that he which I am sure was recounted to me leave but he went on to join Kendarpara rather than me remembering it on my College. However, he remained in touch own. I was a very small boy, may be had with Dr. Mahtab. Once, I remember when not even gone to school, and we were at we had been to buy a shoe for me when I Kendrapara where he was the founder was in School, we met Dr. Mahtab in the Principal of a local college. A guest had Bata shop near station square, come and I had not done namaste to him. Bhubaneswar and he addressed Jeje as My punishment was that I was sent "Benudhar, How are you?". Even he was outside the gate and it was already dark. known to and close to Mr. Biju Patnaik My grandmother scolded him as to how and Mr. Rajkishore Nayak (who he could send a small child outside in the represented our constituency of dark, got me inside and comforted me. Kendrapara). Some of his students from An incident that is an indication Kendrapara like Mr. Srikant Jena and Mr. of his strong determination and attempt to Bijay Mahapatra have been MPs and correct himself is shown by the following ministers in state and centre and they incident. Every day he had his morning were in touch with him. coffee over the newspaper. That day the The Kendrapara College had a servant Kalindi got the coffee a little late humble beginning and when the and he got angry and threw the cup and buildings of the Engineering School were the hot coffee spilled on Kalindi. On this vacated once the school moved to my grandmother scolded him, "Aree Cuttack, the buildings were given to the Chandala! How could you burn @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 102 somebody else's son. This is not right". Although he was well connected From that day he took a resolve not to politically he never used it for his drink tea or coffee. personal gains. During one of his interview for selection as a Professor, the He was one person who could not interview of which was held twice or have his daily meals without non-veg thrice as the experts could not concur on food but then some years later he became the candidates, the Janata Government a strict vegetarian. He was a simple man was in power and a powerful cabinet with a strong determination who led a minister Shri Prahalad Mallick was from simple life and always walked the our constituency and he addressed my straight path however difficult it may be father as Bhai and time and again when and had a lot of dreams to bring out a he was a minister he had been to our change in society. He had been deeply house for dinner. My father’s elder influenced by Socialistic principles, was brother who was a one time school a Gandhian scholar and had infinite faith teacher and a social worker in the village in the Almighty and goodness of human and also closely associated with Shri beings. He was a strong devotee of Baya Mallick, told my father, “Benu, should I Baba and Sri Sathya Sai Baba. If go and tell Shri Prahalad Mallick for your something good would happen he will interview. He will ensure your selection say it was because of God and if this time”. My father’s reply was, "Bhai, something would not happen as per our if you go to Prahalad, I will not go for the plans he would say that may be God had interview". He could become a Professor other better plans for us. So many times only a few years later. But, he stood by our applications have been placed in our his principles of righteousness for which Puja room before being posted and many people respected him a lot. a times an appointment letter or result on receipt has also been placed in the Puja He was closely associated with room. the ‘Total Revolution’ movement of Shri Jayaprakash Narayan, had stayed with I remember how many times me him for a week with him at his Kadam and one of my cousin, who was with us Kuan residence at Patna when my father for some years, have taken his shoe to the had visited him for the foreword for his cobbler for resoling and repairing the book, “The Socialist Thought of worn out sole and he would not consider Jawaharlal Nehru”. For his association buying a new one till we pressed him with Shri Jayaprakash Narayan and his hard after 4 or 5 resoling. But if we said regular visits to Gandhi Peace that we needed a book he would Foundation at Bhubaneswar, it is no immediately arrange for it. My wonder that he was under intelligence grandparents stayed with him till their surveillance during the emergency days. end and he was concerned about them. Our house was a great meeting place for He had a lot of regards for his all our relatives as my father commanded teachers. In the period 1990-93 my wife a lot of respect among his relatives. Our Shampa was a faculty at the MLN mother was is a simple lady who Medical College, Allahabad and I visited sacrificed her own career (as a head Allahabad on weekends and holidays. He mistress of a local school at Kendrapara) once told me to try to go and meet Prof. so that our education would not suffer. So AD Pant, his teacher post-graduation many relatives have stayed at our place days at Allahabad during the period of while pursuing their school and colleges. early nineteen fifties(incidentally my teacher during my MD days at BHU was @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç 103 also one Prof. Pant, not related to Prof. parents had been staying with one or A.D. Pant). I traced out Prof. Pant who other of us brother and sisters and since stayed at Mumfordganj, Allahabad and January 2012 with us at Varanasi. He was one evening me and Shampa visited him first admitted to the hospital on 23rd and his wife. I introduced myself and he November till 8th December and was was happy to see us. He said, “Benudhar then at home. He was again admitted on was one of my favourite students, and I 14th January following cardiac arrest in am happy that he remembers me. I am an the emergency ward when he had gone old man now and do not know how I can for a CT scan. He help you”. I simply said, “We only seek was immediately rushed to the ICU, your blessings”. When I had joined my cardiopulmonary resuscitation was done PG course at BHU we received a salary and he was put on a ventilator. In 3-4 and from my first salary I had purchased days he had shown signs of being weaned a silk shirt piece and a pant piece for my off the ventilator but then he was detected father, some time in 1986-87. Later, I to have developed ventilator associated learnt that he had presented it to his pneumonia, the condition deteriorated former Professor and Head at Utkal and he finally breathed his last. I had University and also former teacher, Prof. earlier discussed with family regarding Shriram Chandra Dash (who had been his eye donation in the event of an given a compulsory retirement during adverse outcome and had contacted my the emergency). My father visited Prof. colleagues in Ophthalmology and they Dash long after his retirement and even had told me to inform in about 2 hours of after his own retirement and touched his the adverse event. I contacted the feet as a mark of respect. I felt a little Ophthalmology dept. at about 10am and saddened and angry and when he learnt they did the job by about 11am. My of this from my mother, he told me father was then moved to our residence at “When you have given it to me it now about 12 noon. The vehicle to take him to belongs and I can decide what to do with the burning ghat came at about 2pm and it. I respect Prof. Dash a lot and has his we went to the Harischandra Ghat by the blessings not only for me but also for banks of Ganges at about 2.30pm. The you”. Even before my marriage he had cremation was over by 6.30pm and after told me to get silk clothes for Prof. Dash collecting the ashes I returned home by and saree for Mrs. Dash. about 7pm. My father, Prof. Benudhar Satyajit Pradhan is a Professor in the Pradhan passed away at 9.30am of 25th Department of Radiotherapy & Radiation Medicine,Institute of Medical Sciences, January 2013 in the ICU of Sir Sunderlal Banaras Hindu University,Varanasi-221005, UP, Hospital, BHU. He would have been 82 India years on 16th April. After his recovery from a stroke in April 2011, both my

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Orissa Culture Society (OCC) Accounts Details (20012-2013) as of 10/21/13 INCOME Contribution from community for Rathajatra $20,669.11 Contribution to OCC from other resources $83,998.70 Houston Arts Alliance $5,720.25 Exxon Mobil Matching Amount $1,250 Misti Birthday $251

EXPENDITURE

Rathajatra Expenses - $53,794.52

Alataa 2012 Total Contributions $680.00 Donation by Swadha and Pradeep Rath $100 Expenditure $615.52 ------Balance $164.48 Previous years balance $553.43 ------Total Balance after 2012 $717.91 Kumar Purnima 2012 Total Contribution= $3,235 Total Expense= $3,042.49 KP2011 DVD sale= $42 KP2011 Rental Deposit fine= $200 Previous years balance= $1,067.30

Total Balance after 2011 KP=$1,101.81

OCC Short Term Interest Free Loan & Donation from the community members $25,950 OCC Expenses Singer Debasish Mahapatra concert $825 Center for World Music Aruna Mohanty @ Miller Theater $2,000 Maintenance of OCC land at Desoto $1,265 Hindus of Greater Houston Janmastami $501 Development of OCC land at Desoto $5,720.69

Current available balance $114,965.65 @f[Ð, [ÍÒ¯Ð]h jÕ²eZ, LÊcÐe `ËÀàÞcÐ, @Ò Ðae 26, 2013, kÔÊ½_ç