roshwrites

Why hello there. NEW BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2011-04-16T19:50:00.000+01:00

Um... what should I say?? It's been, what, 5 months?

Hi.

I've missed this place a lot.

I'm not a twelve year old girl anymore, the girl I was when this blog started. I'm almost fourteen (on Friday actually), and things have changed a lot. A LOT. School, hobbies, interests, everything's changed.

I now have a new blog

It's kinda different from this one- the new blog is a makeup and beauty one, this one is a writing one. I would be really happy if you took the time to visit it and comment, follow if you want. That's where I will be writing more, although I will most probably update this one too. BTW, I don't want to be an author anymore. I want to be a JOURNALIST :)

I'm really sorry for just disappearing without saying anything, I hope you can understand...

How to make a strawberry and banana smoothie (my fave!)

2010-09-15T18:04:00.000+01:00

Heyaaa!!

The reason for me not blogging lately is not laziness, it's because I have been too busy!!! (revision, revision, and yet more revision). That's why now I'm going to share an incredibly simple yet tasty recipe (as a sort of apology for not blogging).

BTW- this isn't from the internet. This is a recipe that my mum told me.

Strawberry & Banana Smoothie

Ingredients:

1 Banana
About 6 strawberries (but if they are small, put about 8!)
Milk (however much smoothie you want to make)
One strawberry yoghurt

1. Chop the banana

2. Cut the stalks of the strawberry and wash them

3. Put in the blender (But don't turn it on yet!!!!)

4. Add the yoghurt

5. Add however much milk you want

6. FINALLY, BLEND!!!

Top Tip : instead of milk use orange juice and add ice... yum yum!

Top Tip 2: no blender? no worries! whisk whisk whisk (electric or non-electric)

Try it and enjoy!

roshwrites

*image source

Back from India trip!

2010-08-21T14:37:00.002+01:00

Hey everyone, today I came back from my amazing holiday to India! I went to many places including Manali and Shimla, the places that you see in every single film (which is very annoying). So far I have been to 3 parts of the compass in India: North, South and West. The best place is Gujarat! And no, it's not because that's where I'm from ;)

I ate lots of Dosa and Paneer. Here's a tip to anyone who is going/already in India: NEVER ORDER FRENCH FRIES OR PIZZA!!! The french fries take ages for them to make, and it's not like they have to plant potatoes and pick them when they're ready ^.^
Pizza is like soup in most places, unless you go to a proper pizza place like Pizza Hut. I ate a pizza (not listening to my mum's warning that pizza is not nice in India)and soon after I vomited. So definitely not good, unless you actually want to puke (ODD!)

I wonder if anyone has heard of Haridwar and Panchkula? I went there too. Haridwar is usually a very peaceful place, but when I went there it was chaos, because it was a Hindu festival. Panchkula was alright, nothing much to do, but a very nice hotel.

Overall (well mostly), I loved India, except for: the long driving from place to place, puking, phone being stolen @ airport by SECURITY, being stuck in a car for 3 long hours in the heat due to the festival etc etc.

Anyway, enough complaining.

Bye :D

A Random Post... :)

2010-06-29T20:00:00.005+01:00

Hello everyone!!

2 Months Later, roshwrites is finally back!

There have been lots of reasons for this, mostly exams & revising :(

Well I guess it will be helpful to me in the long run.

The best part of the past 2 months was getting my iPod Touch. It's pretty cool, it does everything APART from allowing me to write posts on Blogsville :( :( But it does let me access Facebook, which I am now technically old enough to use. Yippee!

School wise, everything's going pretty well. I did v. good in my exams... (I would tell you my grades but are grading system is different in this part of the world). Oh by the way SORRY if this sounds like boasting! I'm just so happy, I wanted to share it with everyone :D

This is a pretty short post, it's just to let you know that I'm back on Blogsville :-D

randomness rules!

roshwrites

Why Being A Vegetarian Rocks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2010-04-17T21:06:00.001+01:00

Heya!!
Those of you who know me well probably know I'm vegetarian! *And if you don't know me well, I hope we become friends and then you can know me well too!*

Well, the main reason I am vegetarian is because I hate the thought of killing a poor, helpless creature and then eating it. Ew! It's so sad... how they get murdered just to satisfy people's stomachs! Cruel!
How would you like it - I'm talking to the meat eaters here - if you got murdered and then, say a chicken ate you? Well you wouldn't feel anything because you would be DEAD!

I'm just expressing my opinion. You are free to express your feelings too, in my comments box!
Btw, that STUPID spammer on my blog is still there! JUST GO AWAY, before I get you arrested, alright?

Ok, happy thoughts now! Basically, vegetarianism not only saves animals, it makes you healthier too. All that fresh fruit, veg and water will do you good! If you eat meat, I'm not asking you to give up meat forever. All I'm asking is if you will just try to be vegetarian? Go on, give it a go, you might find you don't even miss meat!
Meat Eaters: There are good meat substitutes, like Quorn or Soya.

I love vegetarianism!

P.S: Meat eaters please don't get annoyed at this post! It's my opinion, and I am giving you the oppertunity to express your opinion too :)

Bye!
roshwrites (the almost 13 year old! yes it's my birthday next thursday!)

Bollywood!

2010-03-29T20:33:00.010+01:00

Hiii everyone!
guess what...
I have been doing bollywood dancing lately!!!!!!

Cool huh?? It's for a bollywood dance club at school :)

Bhangra
Openings... and closure
Love
Love Problems

She opened her eyes and saw a huge cake with pink icing. Suddenly a rabbit came hopping along and gave her a bunch of flowers. A dove flew in and dropped a card in her hands. “Happy 50 posts” it said. She read the icing on the cake. It was written “Roshwrites goes 50 posts”. Then balloons came flying and crackers bursted, music began and people came all to grace Rosh’s space and celebrate this special day. After all this young maestro attracts everyone. She cut the cake and danced along while her friends looked adoringly at her. Oh Wow!

That was a drabble from me to you to Congratulate you!

Hey wait its not over..I have an acrostic on ur blog name..

Remaining in everyone's hearts you are
Of all the kids you are the best
Showing your talent through your writes
Happily writing each post
Walking across slowly you shall
Reach great heights
Impress you do with all your work
Tough it is to write about you
Every word i write from the bottom of my heart
So that i can celebrate this success of yours

Hope you reach all the heights you wish to. Keep writing and we all will always be there for you!

Now i have an award for you i made on my 150th post but i didnt know you so well at that time. So here you go!....

Also a badge to show you are a part of my family and i consider you my little sister!

Keep writing! Hope u liked Princess Sonshu's Royal touch! hehehe! LOL! Anyways i had fun doing this post!

46 Posts and A Pinch Of Excited-ness...

2009-06-16T20:09:00.006+01:00

What do I say when I'm excited?? Woo-hoo is what I say! 4 posts to go till the big 50th!! And Aarthi and Miss Sunshine are doing guest posts for me... :D

To celebrate my excited-ness (if that even is a word! lol) I'm doing a 55 word fiction about being excited! Enjoy reading...

My heart was beating fast, like the engine of a car. My palms were sweaty, like a cricket player's hands when they are holding the bat. I was jumping around the room like a kangaroo! (Without the pouch permanantly in your body). My ears had a happy song playing inside them... I was feeling excited!

55 words exactly... finally after a bit of adjusting and editing! By the way... anyone else who wants to do a guest post... still time if you say now! Otherwise I will fill all the remaining spaces up myself! :) Now I better go and make the badges, don't ask what for!

Love,

roshwrites

Happy Acrostic, Guest Posts, Thank you Miss Sunshine

2009-06-14T19:04:00.004+01:00

Hey everyone! Thank you Miss Sunshine for the happy blogging award! So now I'm extra extra happy, because I was already happy seeing as I'm nearing 50 posts! I was thinking I could do some guest posts if anyone would like to do one for me :P Don't think you have to be a regular reader or commenter of mine to do a guest post for me... anyone who would like to do a guest post for me is welcome! Yes, anyone!

Happiness is a joy
A very nice experience
Problems are a thing of the past
Pleasure is a thing of the present!
Your inner self feels like it's about to explode!

Thanks Pretty Me for the helpful advice in acrostics. I hope I have improved since my last acrostic!

Time-Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-06-13T09:59:00.005+01:00

This is something you measure

Immensely important in life

Midday, midnight, evening, morning. Time is

Evolving every day and night.

Hey everyone! This is another Acrostics For Teens Prompt! Hope you enjoyed reading this. Please comment!

Keep reading :)

roshwrites.

I'm Arrested...?

2009-06-12T16:33:00.003+01:00

I got comfortable on the sofa with a big box of popcorn and a few pillows. "What should I watch?" I mumbled to myself. I reached out to the open cupboard and grabbed a handful of DVD's. "Batman- no, too boyish... Mary Poppins-ew! too kiddish... Finding Nemo-watched it five times... oh there's nothing to watch. I'm gonna watch TV instead." I said. If there's nothing good on TV, this is a waste of time. I quickly turned on the TV and found it on the news channel. Normally, I hate the news, but seeing as there was nothing better to do, I decided to watch. First, the weather came. "Rainy and cold tommorow." the weatherperson said. Then, the newsreporter came on. Finally, I thought. Something to watch. "We have been informed by the police that there has been..." Ok, this is really boring. I was just about to change the channel when I saw something come up on screen. My picture! What...? "A breeching of the law. Miss Sonia Patel, fourteen years old, is being searched for. She has illegally-
"WHAT HAVE I DONE!" I screamed. "QUICKLY! SPEAK!"
"Been watching cartoons on the telly. Sonia, you have been pranked by Prank Corner!" the newsreporter exclaimed.

Happy Father's Day- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-06-06T13:14:00.004+01:00

He smiles
At you!
Proud to be a
Parent to
You!

Fasinated by the joys
And
The
Honesty in the
Everlasting
Relationship.
Someday you will be too...

Dad he is
And
You know he is proud to be yours!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

Could She Make It...?

2009-06-05T17:50:00.003+01:00

^.^ Hey everyone...

Rosie was plodding down the stairs, her heart thumping heavily. Plod. Plod. Could she make it? Lets hope so...
No. She arrived just as the coach started moving. "No, no!" she shouted. She started running towards the coach, and managed to bang the back window. "Tom! Tom!" she screamed, hoping Tom was sitting at the back. He wasn't. In fact, no-one was. Rosie continued running. "Stop! Stop! Please!"
No one heard. Rosie continued running until the coach turned round the corner. There was no way she could make it now. All she could do is ring Tom's mobile. He always had it on! Tring, tring! Tring tring! "Hello." came the end of the line. "Yes!" Rosie screamed. "Yes, yes!"
"I am not available to take your call now. Please call me again later!" the answer machine said. Answering machine! "NO!" Rosie whispered, but fiercely. All she could now do was wait. Surely Tom would get her message? Surely he would...!

Love- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-05-30T10:51:00.002+01:00

Life is a joy when you are
Over the moon.
Visiting each other whenever you need support... or just someone for
Enjoyment together.

"Love doesn't just have to be between a man and woman. It can be mother and child, brother and sister..."
Thanks for the quote Mummy!

Caring- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-05-30T10:40:00.002+01:00

Cuddles to make you feel better
Always do their job.
Respecting is the key
In a caring relationship.
Needing each other always equals a...
Glorious life ahead.

Family- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-05-26T13:34:00.003+01:00

Forever loving
Angelic
Merciful
Incredible in all
Loving
Your family.

Girls Dilemmas! Part 2

2009-05-26T08:57:00.005+01:00

Megan groaned. She still hadn't decided what to do! Ms Morgan or Jess. Ms Morgan or Jess. Ms Morgan or Jess. AAAAAH! I want to try out for cheerleading, she thought, but I want lunch with Jess too!

:)

Sumita smiled. Her plan was working! She had told Ms Morgan that Megan really, really wanted to try out for cheerleading, and asked Ms Morgan to ask Megan to try out! Sumita knew Megan was going out for lunch with Jess the same day, but also knowing Megan was the forgetful type, she had planned this cleverly. Now you may be wondering why Sumita has a plan. It is because she wants to be Megan's best friend! Sumita knew Jess would be angry at Megan for forgetting their lunch together, and would be very stubborn and not be Megan's friend again, no matter how hard Megan tried.

Megan's Diary Entry

I've decided. I'm trying out for cheerleading. Sumita told me that Jess said she hates me, and although Jess is (or was) my best friend, I believe Sumita. She wouldn't lie to me. I know her inside out, and she's really nice. When I didn't have enough money to buy a salad from the school dinners cafe, she happily gave me enough I needed. I told her I'll pay it back and she says I don't need to. Also, when I didn't have a partner in English, she asked the teacher if she, I and the girl she was working with could be in a three. Our English teacher said yes!

:)

"So, Jess, I'm not coming tommorow for lunch," Megan began. "Why?" questioned Jess, sounding weird. It's the phone, Megan assumed. "Well, partly because I want to try out for cheerleading. But mostly because you said you hated me,"
"When did I say I hated you?" Jess asked. "Don't pretend you don't know, Jess! I know what you're like. And for your information, someone told me," Megan said angrily. She was fuming that Jess didn't just say the truth that yes, she had told Sumita that she hated me. "Who said I HATED you? You're my friend! Just because I said in my diary that I said I would rather go out for lunch any day with Sara over you-
"What? You'd rather go with Sara instead of me? That girl from your dance class?" shouted Megan down the phone. "So you didn't read my diary..." said Jess. "What diary? I don't know that you even had a diary, let alone you write in it!" Megan screamed. She could almost feel smoke coming out of her ears like a dragon.

More to come...

Girls Dilemmas! Part 1

2009-05-24T14:43:00.006+01:00

"Yeah. Sure." Megan replied in a daze. OMG! What had she done? "Good. See you in the the Gymnasium tomorrow lunchtime then!" the P.E teacher Ms Morgan said.

Until home time, Megan was fretting over what to do. Should she try out for cheerleading? But then she thought hard. "Oh, I might as well just go. I'll give it a try and if it leads to something, good, but if it doesn't I don't mind," she whispered to herself. At home she checked her diary to see what was happening tomorrow, and she found:

Monday 25th May 2009

Meeting Jess for lunch :)

Uh-oh. She was meeting Jess! Not that she minded seeing her best friend though. It's the fact that she had told Ms Morgan she would try out for cheerleading practice! Now she would have to turn down one of them. Jess is my best friend, but I see her often, Megan thought. But she would be so disappointed! Jess was looking forward to meeting Megan for lunch since two weeks ago! And Ms Morgan would be upset, too. She really seemed happy when I said yes to trying out for cheerleading. Who should I turn down, Megan thought to herself.

Jess' diary entry

I'm meeting Megan tomorrow for lunch! I'll even treat her to hot choccie and a muffin. Anyway, diary, I have a massive problem! I think I've got a new best friend. Her name's Sara. She's really nice and we both go to dance class together. But how will I let down Megan? She hasn't got anyone else. Plus she's getting quite boring :( All she talks about is school. And books. Come on, Megan, save the books for school! I wish I didn't have to go and meet her for lunch tomorrow. I've pretended to be excited for her sake, but I honestly am NOT. I'd rather meet Sara for lunch any day.

If only poor Megan knew how easy her problem would be solved! To be continued with more dilemmas! Stay tuned!

2009-05-23T18:36:00.003+01:00

His smile is infectious; his laughter is infectious, everything about baby monkey is infectious. His soft, large cheeks are a joy to pinch, his ticklish neck is a joy to tickle. Seeing him laugh and squeal as he tries to run away is also a joy to watch. When he comes up to me to ask to play melts my heart. He's so sweet and cute when he runs in my room asking if I will play with him I have to say yes, it will break his delicate heart if I say no.

So we decide what game we are going to play. He takes out every single game from his cupboard and asks me which I would like to play. Whichever game I say, even if he dislikes the game he will play it with me.

Sometimes he runs into my room to tell me something, like "It's snowing Roshni!"

Or: "Do you want to come to the park with me and mummy?"

He's the nicest brother ever and this post is dedicated to him!

Friends- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-05-23T17:04:00.005+01:00

Friendship
Reliable
Interesting
Entertaining
Nice
Delightful
Sweet

3rd Attempt At 55 Fiction

2009-05-23T15:06:00.004+01:00

5th post today! Today, I have also changed the template, because my old template I found was a bit too pink. There's still pink on my Hello Kitty template, but there's much, much less! :D

I'm leaning against the wall, phoning up someone. I remain quiet when the person picks up. I don't mind if anyone finds out who I'm phoning; I don't want the person to know who I am. "Hello?" the person at the end of the line says. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I scream, and I put the phone down.

Yes! 55 words exactly!

Smile To Me

2009-05-23T14:56:00.002+01:00

Sunshine has nothing on this
Miles it can spread
It can make,
Lots of people happy
Exciting to see, too

Thousands of people smile a day but
Only a few truly appreciate it

Making the world fill with joy
Encanting smiles is all the world needs

TO BECOME A HAPPIER PLACE! SO, SMILE AT SOMEONE, YOU WILL MAKE THEIR DAY!

2nd Attempt At 55 Fiction

2009-05-23T14:32:00.002+01:00

Sameera was sitting on the step, reading a book, when her mum came up to her. "Sameera, are you ok?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you mother," Sameera replied polietly, not taking her eyes of the book.
"You do read too much, dear. Come downstairs and sit in the dining room with us,"
"May I finish first?"

A bit over 55 words! Oops. I like my 1st attempt more.

1st Attempt At 55 Fiction

2009-05-23T11:17:00.003+01:00

"But you are my friend," Sorcha complained.
"Not anymore! I have a new friend," Roshni said.
"Who may that be? I haven't seen you with anybody else!"
"My new friend is-
"Who is it?!" shouted Sorcha.
"My new friend is-
"HURRY UP!"
"Give me a chance to speak!"
"I am!"
"My new friend is Blogger!"

Well? Like the attempt?

Siblings- Acrostic For Teens Prompt

2009-05-23T08:09:00.004+01:00

Sad when you're sad
Important part of your life
Bossy but still...
Loving to each other.
Irrittating sometimes
Never giving up on you
Good to you when you need it the most
Siblings are all above and more.

dedicated to my cute cheeky little brother!

Nightmares

2009-05-17T10:14:00.002+01:00

Hi! I hope you enjoyed the last post: My Childhood Dream prompt.
Have you ever had a nightmare? Where you think it's real? I have them all the time. When I have a nightmare I hug the blanket tightly, crouching into a ball. It feels so real. I can feel the hot breath of the monster, who is breathing down my neck. I can see flashes of red and orange. It makes me think of a fire. I think that if I lay still enough, the monster will go...
No. It is still there. Suddenly, a feel a hot burst of air. I let go of my blanket just for a second and I feel my body covered with green, oozing slime. I am trapped. The next few minutes seem so unreal, so terrifying. Then I wake up, and to my relief there is NO green oozing slime covering my body, NO monster, NO hot bursts of air. It was just a nightmare. When I have nightmares I sometimes wake up, heart pounding heavily. I run to the attic and lock myself in. Then I see a rat in there, so my heart starts pounding all over again. I release a scream, a frightening loud scream, and my mother runs in, shouting my name over and over again. All I can hear is "Missi, Missi," and weird noises, like a door slamming over and over again, cats wailing, fire engines roaring. I'm helpless, just lying there. I sometimes feel like I'm the only one who gets these sorts of nightmares. Do you?

My Childhood Dream (Tell A Tale Prompt)

2009-05-10T12:24:00.004+01:00

Mother was sitting cross legged on the stone floor, clutching knitting needles and a scarf. Anjali, her sister, had bought Mother knitting needles finally. When they were younger, living in the streets of Mumbai begging for scraps of food, they could hardly afford clean water, let alone knitting needles. The sisters' mother (my Grandmother) had died when Mother was only 8 and Anjali was 13, causing them to fend for themselves. They had barely survived until Anjali got a job, which was a cleaner for a rich family. Anjali came home late at night every day, starting very early the next day. While Anjali was at work, Mother would beg passers for food and money. Very few were kind enough to give so Mother searched dustbins for food. Sure enough, there wasn't fresh food, she told me, but there was still enough scraps to at least survive.

Anjali told me about a time when it was Mother's fifteenth birthday. "I knew she wanted knitting needles," Anjali began. "But I couldn't afford them. I felt so bad,"

When Anjali was twenty-two, she got a job as a waitress, and Mother got a job as a chef in the same restaurant. After a year, it was enough to buy a home. It wasn't the ideal home. It was a hut, but at least Anjali and Mother had a roof over their heads.

Today is Mother's thirtieth birthday, and I am twelve years of age. This is the first time Mother has got a birthday present from Anjali, because Anjali needed to pay all the bills and buy food and did not have enough for a present. As Mother unwraps the present, she starts laughing! "Anjali! It was my childhood dream to get knitting needles and now I have finally achieved it!" They hug and smile and everyone (including me) is happy.

Such Is Life

2009-05-10T11:43:00.003+01:00

Noise instead of peace...
Such is life.
Bike instead of car...
Such is life.
Candle instead of lamp...
Such is life.
You wonder why,
You are different,
But everyone is different,
To each other.
No person is same,
If there was then the world would be boring. All the same, nothing different.
It's like having 2 same videos.
One would collect dust under the table,
One would be loved.
The world is a sphere.
Everywhere is different.
Each country is different.
Each city is different.
Each home is different.
But mathematicans say a sphere is the same on both sides.
You cannot trust everyone.
Not everyone is true.
Not everything is true.
In fact, how can you know that anything is true?

Broken Window

2009-05-06T10:05:00.002+01:00

"Whatever,"
"But, please, just listen,"
"No,"
"Please. Look, I'm sorry,"
"No,"
"What do you mean no?" said Rita, exasperated.
"I mean no, you're not sorry," Paps said, clenching his teeth. His daughter was turning out to be a nuisance.
"It was a accident!" Rita shouted, looking at Paps in the eye.
"So you are saying that a broken window was a accident, hmm? The window was 9 feet high! How could you at only 5 foot get up that high?"
"It was a bouncy ball!"
"And why are you apologising to me? Apologise to Mrs and Mr Smith! Do you know how much the window costed them to repair? £50,000!" Paps said sternly, rocking back and forth on his chair.
"Fine. I will apologise to them!"
"And what about the £50,000?"
"What about it?" Rita said, confused.
"How are you going to pay it back?"
"Pay it back? Pay it back? PAY IT BACK?" screamed Rita, walking across the room with her head held in her hands.
"Yes, you will pay it back. The Smith's said that if you do not pay it back within a month, they will have no option but to call for the police,"
TO BE CONTINUED...

20 Questions About Me!

2009-05-04T14:28:00.002+01:00

1. Pizza or pasta? Pizza.
2. Computer or television? Computer.
3. What's your favourite film of all time? Probably Mean Girls or Freaky Friday, both starring Lindsay Lohan (Hollywood actress)
4. Least favourite type of music? Country. And classic, although it can be good sometimes.
5. What's your FAVOURITE type of music, then? RnB and pop are good, but I would have to say RnB because I listen to it most.
6. Do you drive? No, I'm too young. I'd love to when I'm older, though.
7. How old are you? You mean how young are you.
8. What do you do in your spare time? Go on the Internet or read.
9. Indian food or Chinese food? INDIAN. Yum. Well, both, seeing as my favourite food CHILLI PANEER is half Indian half Chinese.
10. Favourite subject? English and Mathematics.
11. If you were stuck on a desert island with absolutely nothing, what 2 things would you wish for? My family, and water. If I was really desperate I would wish for food... but I would rather have my family as you can survive for at least a good 20 days without food.
12. What do you want to be when you're older? A author.
13. Why do you like DIY crafts so much? I have no idea. It's fun to make things out of household items.
14. Would you rather write stories or instructions on how to make DIY crafts? I would rather write stories! But then again, DIY crafts are more useful...
15. What's your favourite type of weather? I like warm weather that's not too hot nor too cold. I love sunny weather. Boiling hot + me= me in a bad mood.
16. What is more useful- a calculator or a paper and pen? Paper and pen.
17. Floral or strong perfume? Floral.
18. Orange juice or apple juice? Orange juice.
19. Games console or book? Depends on how good the book is.
20. Flavour of ice cream? Vanilla.

Halloween Troubles

2009-04-22T17:54:00.004+01:00

The night sky was pitch black and the atmosphere was gloomy. "Risha. Risha. I am so scared. Let's all go home," came a little voice, barely a whisper. "Risha, can't you tell your sister to be quiet? She's ruining our fun. Why did your mum say she has to come with us?" Hary grumbled. "Yeah," said Samie, who was standing at the doorstep, waiting for someone to open the door.
"Anjali, it's Halloween! Oh, fine then. Let's go home, back to Mummy, ok? Don't worry, Risha's here," Risha said, comforting her younger sister. As Risha was speaking, Samie, Hary and their other friends Harold and Victoria started slipping away. They didn't want to stick around with a girl who had to look after her younger sister. They didn't want to go home, not yet anyway. They wanted to have fun. "Let's go to another house," Victoria said to Samie. "No one's answering here,"
"Oooooooooooooooh..."
What was that? Samie thought. Not to worry, it was just the wind.
"I'm going to get you. Yes, you. Samie, Hary and Victoria..."
Suddenly, someone leapt forward and grabbed all three of them, using only one arm. The last sound heard from them was screaming and yelling. All three of them were wearing white hoodies, and they had white face paint on their faces to make them look like ghosts. They went missing last October, on Halloween. If you have seen them, please return them to their rightful homes.
Maybe they should have listened to my sister.
Risha

Happily Ever After

2009-04-08T17:38:00.007+01:00

My body was wooden with fright, worry. I saw them coming towards me, evil smirks on their faces. They knew I was their property, and they could do whatever they liked to me and I would keep quiet. When I look back at this, I think about how I was a weak, cowardly boy. If I knew that boy back then I would have shook him on the shoulders and told him to do the right thing and tell someone.

They demanded my lunch money, they demanded my new trainers, they demanded me to wipe their shoes until they were sparkling. I got pushed against the wall while the whole gang threw sticks at my face. This happened daily. Even at the weekends, the gang would get their older brothers and cousins to come and scare me while I was out doing the weekly shop with my mother and older sister. My mother and sister saw what was happening, but what could they do? They were both timid and innocent. My sister sometimes pulled me away from the boys but then all they did was laugh, saying that I was stupid. I endured this from the young age of 10 all the way until I was 16. The only reason the bullying stopped was because I finally told a teacher. I told Miss about the sticks. I told Miss about the pushing. I told Miss about the lunch money. At the end of my story I was reduced to tears. I realised how much I had suffered. I used to accept the bullying as part of life, something that everyone goes through. When the kind teacher told me what to do, I saw tears in her eyes.

The next day, the boys were called to the Headmaster's office. They shot me horrible looks as the pushed passed all the pupils. A few minutes later, I was called in the office.

Surprisingly, as I entered the office, I did not get any nasty looks or glares. Finally, after a minute of silence, I heard a voice. "I'm sorry,"

Then I heard someone say "Me too,"

Soon many choruses of "Sorry,"

"I feel ashamed,"

"You're a good lad, really,"

Suddenly, everything came in to focus. All the boys were apologising to me. The Headmaster smiled at me, and then I knew everything was good.

Ten years later, me and the boys are still good friends. We meet up at least once a month and talk about our lives and families.

The moral of this story is speak up if you are being bullied. You never know, you might end up being friends with the person/people who bullied you, like I have.

SPEAK UP. DON'T SUFFER IN SILENCE.

My Escape

2009-04-08T09:39:00.005+01:00

All this time, I turned a blind eye. All those years, working for those rich people, sweeping and dusting and cleaning and cooking. I didn't get money. Instead I got a room, the size of a cupboard, to live in. I got a toilet, that I had to share with 12 other servants. In fact, I shared the room with 6 other servants. One tiny room, and 7 people. I got beat up, if I didn't work hard enough. Forced to sleep in the attic with the rats if I was ill. If I ever vomited after eating the raw, several weeks old food, I would be not given any food for a week.

All that suffering. All those canes and sticks, slaps and kicks. None of our lot were allowed to respond back to Master. He was king, and we were his dirty pests. He even treated us like pests. I remember when a male servant was thrown against the wall and pushed repeatedly and repeatedly. This was Master's entertainment for the night. He invited his friends from the casino and all of them were cheering and jeering, laughing and cackling while Master was beating the servant.

Last year, I escaped. Escaped from hell on Earth. I was awake, the whole night. Thinking what Master would do to me if he found me trying to escape. I imagined him giving me a slow, painful death. I knew that sooner or later, if I stayed here, I would be killed anyway, for fun. This is when I decided to escape.

I escaped from a window, which I had scrubbed so clean that day my skin was raw and chapped with all the effort. I remember feeling the joy, as I felt the fresh air hit my cheek. I hadn't felt fresh air in years. The only air I felt was dusty and unclean, as whenever we had finished scrubbing and cleaning Master would deliberately make the place dirty again the next day.

This is my story. Now, after many years, I am free. I have a family again, with my husband and two children. I have a home again, clean and fresh. I have a life again, perfect and beautiful.

Rhea to Stranger- Help me please

2009-04-07T20:51:00.005+01:00

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To Stranger,

I sat down on the bed, silently counting over and over in my head. Why was I here? I had made a big mistake and was now suffering the consquences. It started when I joined Myspace, a site where you can talk to and make friends with other people around the world. I got chatting to a girl who was 13, the same age as me. She had the same interests as me and we agreed to meet up at a nearby shopping centre.

I bit my lip. Why on earth was a old man walking towards me, smiling in a horrible manner? Suddenly, he bent forward and grabbed a firm hold on my shoulder. "Come with me," he said. "Now," I tried to walk back but he followed me. He pushed me into a dirty white car with black-out windows. "Get in. Don't make a noise!" he whispered furiously.

Sweat began pouring down my face as the old man started the engine. I was frightened, but I quietly asked him who he was and where he was taking me. "I am Rupali. The girl you talk to on Myspace. I am taking you away. Kidnapping you. Now be quiet, you scumbag," the man said angrily.

It was only a few minutes later I began to realise what had happened. The old man had pretended to be a girl called Rupali, to get close to me. I was being kidnapped, taken away. I wished I had my mobile so I could have texted my father and tell him I was in danger. All I had was the clothes I was wearing, and some loose change I had in my pocket.

We stopped at a tall looking mansion. The man opened the door of the car and pulled me out violently. He opened one of many doors on the mansion and told me to go inside. I looked around and all that was in the room were a small bed and toilet. Nothing else. The man closed the door. The last noise I heard were keys jangling when the man locked the door.

I know you are thinking that I should have screamed, asked for help. But that was not possible. If you were in my position at that time you would have been so frightened, so scared, you wouldn't have the courage to scream for help. So this is why I am asking you for help. Help me, please.

Rhea

Bunking Of School

2009-04-06T12:38:00.006+01:00

"Father. I have something I wish to tell you," said Puja.

"What is it, dear. Hurry up, I must go to the office,"

"Yesterday, I didn't go to school,"

Father glanced up from his office worksheet. "Was it Inset Day, Puja?"

"No,"

"Then what was it?" Father looked irritated. He wanted to get back to reading the worksheet.

"I bunked off,"

Father frowned. "What is the meaning of bunked, dear?"

"I did not go to school yesterday,"

"You were ill...? Should have told me, I would have booked Doctor Zia right away," Father said, looking concerned.

"No, I wasn't ill," said Puja, waiting to continue speaking.

"Then what, dear? Look, this worksheet is very important. If you please, hurry up,"

"I didn't go to school because I didn't want to!"

"Say did not, not didn't. We are not tramps like those homeless beggars,"

"It doesn't, oops, I mean does not," Puja started, sarcastically. "Matter!"

"It does,"

"Forget about grammar! What punishment are you going to give me?"

"What punishment? What did you do?" asked Father.

"You weren't listening! I talked non-stop for 10 minutes and you weren't listening!"

"Oh! About not going to school?" Father questioned.

"Yes!"

"What punishment did you get from school?"

"I was expelled. Now, what punishment will I get from you?" Puja spoke, looking Father in the eye.

"You were expelled?"

Spoiled Rich Kid vs Strong Smart Girl

2009-04-06T08:30:00.006+01:00

Clothes, makeup, jewelery, money. Me and my sister get whatever we want, whenever we want. I'm 13 and so is Sasha, my sister. We aren't twins, like everyone assumes. I'm exactly 9 months older than Sasha and at the moment we are at a rare period of time when we are the same age.
Today, we wanted to go bowling, so our dad took us to the poshest, most expensive bowling place in London. He said he'll try and pick us up at midnight and if he can't, Anna, our stepmum will.
We're in the toilets, putting on our makeup and perfecting our hair, looking in the mirror to see if we look good. I saw this girl who was with her 3 friends in the toilet tell them how we looked slutty. She kept staring at me with beady eyes in the mirror. That's when I couldn't take it anymore. "Why are you wearing red, pink, black, green, blue, brown all at once? You look like a tramp," I said.
"Why you wearing so much makeup on your face?" She replied in a split second. I could hardly believe that she had tryed talking back to me.
"Why have you got a hairy face, like a monkey's bum," Sasha spat at the girl. I could see the girl raise her hand, ready to slap Sasha. That's when I kicked the girl. Really hard. I was wearing red heels. The girl fell back, and suddenly got back to her feet and punched me, right in the heart. I can't remember what happened next, as I was unconsious, but Sasha told me it was a bloody site, pulling hair and kicking, the girl's friends were just standing in the corner doing nothing while their friend was in a fight. "Really?" I said, amazed.
"Yeah. But the girl didn't need any help. She was really strong, I have to admit. She punched, kicked, slapped, pinched me. I didn't mind her beating me but I couldn't take it that she had punched you and made you unconsious. You were just in a pile on the floor. So I pushed her, hard against the wall. She slammed her head against the wall and was bleeding. Then I remember how she and I were taken away, by the police. Someone had phoned the police. Mary, I'm going to jail next month,"
"Wh-wh-what?" I said, stuttering and crying.

DIY Necklace Holder

2009-04-05T21:10:00.008+01:00

To make a easy necklace holder, all you need is:

A rectangle of pretty cardboard, paint if necessary (4 inches long, 2 inches wide)

5 paper clips in assorted colours

Scissors

1. Poke 5 holes through the cardboard using the scissors

2. Get a paper clip and pull open (look at picture) the bottom part of the wire so it looks like a L. Repeat with all paper clips

3. Put all the paper clips into the holes however you like (just make sure the L part is on the front of the cardboard), the L part is where your necklaces will stay on each paper clip.

4. Secure on a wall with Blu-tak and hang all your necklaces on the holder.

Note: this holder can hold bracelets too.

Note 2: men/boys, make this for your sisters or any other close family or friends!

roshwrites

What Did Everyone Think Of My Mum's Post?

2009-03-31T16:43:00.004+01:00

Hi,
This post is just to say I'm still here! I know I haven't posted in ages but I didn't know what to write about. I need suggestions!
Has anyone read the last post? It was by my mum. What did you think of it? (I think it was ok... by the way some of it is just made up!)
Bye.
COMMENT. SUGGEST. FOLLOW.

Mother's Day- By Mummy

2009-03-23T18:28:00.003Z

Mother's Day, what a wonderful day it was for me. At 7am had breakfast in bed, prepared by my two lovely kids. It was the most delicious breakfast I ever had.

Then came the surprises one by one. The Mother's Day card, beautifully hand made with lots of kisses and hearts and lovely pictures of my kids (my darlings, Rosh and Hir).

Both my kids had been saving some of their pocket money (lunch money), counting all pennies came to about £11 and then the thinking began. What shall we get Mummy? Will it be enough for chocolates, flowers, magazines ( I love to read girlie magazines on a Sunday). I could hear the whispers, planning my presents and how to get them.

Finally, I decided to help them a bit. Mummy would love a massage. A personal touch. With smiles on their faces, some lotions and creams, they both came prepared with all the necessary stuff needed for a very special massage.

Honestly never ever have I enjoyed such a massage before. Both my arms, legs and face were given a loving massage. I fell in a blissful sleep. Two pairs of tiny soft hands massaging my pains away. I felt so refreshed, so wonderful after the massage.

That was not enough, with Dad's help they took me out for a meal. I was the VIP and could order anything I desired. So we enjoyed such a lovely meal, me, my kids and my husband. Rosh and Hir kept us entertained with their funny stories. It was the best outing for me. Out came the
£11 to pay towards the bill. Tears in my eyes, thanking God for the best kids I have.

Looking forward to another Mother's Day next year. Seems to far away. I was so spoilt and pampered all day long.

Thank you so much Rosh and Hir for making this Mum's day such a special day.

Mummy

Poll Results!

2009-03-18T19:47:00.004Z

I did a poll recently- What's Your Favourite Colour?
The clear winners were BLUE and YELLOW
But I need ONE colour so I can change the background of this blog to either BLUE or YELLOW.

Comment and say your favourite colour out of those two please

Acrostic Poem

2009-03-14T13:18:00.004Z

Rainbow runs across the sky
Orange, red, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet
Sunshine and rain is what made this
Hundreds of faces glance up at the sky
Nice, beautiful, glowing
In the sky

Hope you guys like the poem...
another request from mum =]

Random Poem

2009-03-13T17:19:00.005Z

*hi everyone*
There was a fat cat
Who sat on a rugged mat
And squashed the mouse dead

Haha very random but my mum was nagging me to do a poem of some sort on Blogger so to please her I did a haiku. (she better be pleased now).

!!!

Poll #2!!!!!

2009-03-07T13:14:00.004Z

Poll #2 is...
Who is your favourite singer/band?
Sorry... but I'm gonna have to give you a list of singers and bands, instead of you lot commenting and saying who it is, as this poll has a twist! I'm going to put a YouTube video on this blog, and I'll put a song by the singer/band with the most votes! (Ok.. say a song by the singer/band if you wish!) You guys have a choice of: Rihanna, Take That, Westlife, Girls Aloud, Lily Allen, M.I.A, Basshunter, Alphabeat, Kylie Minogue (Aaaaah! Please don't pick this!! I'm only putting it as a option for people who like her!), Madonna, Britney, Lady GaGa, Justin Timberlake, T.I, Chris Brown, Kelly Clarkson, Taylor Swift, Kings of Leon, Shontelle, Pussycat Dolls, Missy Elliott, Alesha Dixon, Beyonce, Nelly, Tinchy Stryder, James Morrison.
Look how many I've given! Don't say I haven't given you a choice :) There's even some for the middle aged and older!

Word Vertification =]

2009-03-05T17:42:00.005Z

Word Vertification is offically deleted from this blog!! I didn't even know I had Word Vertification on my blog until Anonymous asked me to remove it :P

Remember to comment and request!

How to do a Side Fliptail (its a hairstyle)

2009-03-01T16:22:00.004Z

Hi bloggers! Here's how to do a side fliptail and its a quick and easy hairstyle so its quite practical.
1. Choose from the following partings- Side, middle or zig-zag. Get a comb and do your parting neatly
2. Brush all your hair in a low side ponytail using a brush and tie with a hairband =]
3. Make a hole above the hairband using your hands, and flip the ponytail under and up through the hole
4. The hairband will now be near the bottom, so pull it up gently to make your ponytail tighter.
Note: I saw this fab hairstyle by S2pandapple on YouTube! I already knew how to do a normal fliptail but S2pandapple's side fliptail has made it much better :)

Things to do when you are bored

2009-02-03T14:16:00.001Z

Scan this blog and read a story from it
Make a penguin on http://www.clubpenguin.com - OK, its not that fun, but can cure boredom for a bit... while playing games on it (Cart Surfer is good)
Dig up some old game boards or a pack of cards and a brother, sister, well anyone really, and just play a game
If you have hair which can be styled experiment with it- find hair bands and clips
And if you have nothing with you, give yourself a hand massage
Paint/draw a picture of a house or flower, and if you're really creative make a collage using sweet wrappers, cardboard, card, tissue paper and pens
Write a short story on a bit of paper and show it to someone
Grab just a piece of paper, a pen and a person- then draw a head, making sure the other person cannot see it, and fold the paper over where you drew. Then the other person draws the neck and folds it over, you draw the body and so forth. When you open it you will probably find it really funny!
Get some makeup and nail varnish (IF YOU ARE A GIRL) and give yourself a makeover
Play some games on the Internet, from http://www.bored.com or http://www.miniclip.com or any other game site, maybe google "games" and see if you see any other good game sites
Dressing up celebrity's or morphing them can be fun-but not all of us are lucky enough to actually be allowed to dress a celebrity and you can't morph them but if you go on http://www.dressupgames.com and click on "Celebrity's" you can find sites where you can
Read a book that someone has recommended to you
Make a family tree- if you find this hard or do not know how to do it go on Wikihow and then search "How to make a family tree" and it will tell you how to do it
Watch TV or play on a games console
Listen to a CD or listen to any music that you like on the Internet and some channels on the TV play music

Hopefully this has helped, it was all made by me and I like to do all the stuff I have wrote here!! :D

Sasha Fierce Gets A Shock

2009-02-02T17:13:00.001Z

You know that feeling you get on a Friday afternoon just after you finish school? Well I got that feeling today, on a Tuesday, when I was still at school. "Sasha Fierce, Mr Erogan needs to see you immediately. In his office, NOW!" Ms Brown raged. Mr Erogan? The headteacher? Following Ms Brown's instructions, I rushed downstairs into The Raging Tiger's Room, as my friend Jazmine calls it. I knocked on the door and I almost fell to the ground when I heard Mr Erogan's voice shout "Come in here, Miss Sasha Fierce. Come on... there's no need to feel scared, as long as you tell the truth. COME IN!" I came in the room, my whole body trembling with fear. "Sssirr..." I spat out, my heart pounding. "Sasha Fierce. Well, hello, hello, hello. Now, you know that I know that you know you did something very very bad, so just clear the air and just admit it, please. Oh I hate this job. JUST ADMIT THAT YOU DID IT!" Mr Erogan said, his fist angrily moving up and down at my face. "Admit what?" I said, fed up that Mr Erogan was not saying what I did. "You know, Fierce. The laptop that was stolen from Mrs Kay earlier this week," I stared at him, thinking hardly. I knew that I had never stole anything from anyone ever, let alone steal a laptop.. but how was Mr Erogan going to believe me when he was already in such a state? "Sasha Fierce, YOU ARE EXPELLED! You did something as bad as stealing a laptop, and you STILL WILL NOT ADMIT IT!" Well, I thought in my head, at least I know why I got that feeling of it being Friday afternoon after school. Because I am never going back to school, ever. I am expelled. For something I didn't even do.

Winter Wonderland

2009-02-02T17:00:00.001Z

I was sitting on the cold toilet seat in my bathroom, dreading the next day (it was Monday, the first day of five for misery in school). "Only 4 hours left before I have to go to sleep! Oh, please, someone make there be no school tomorrow! The weekend goes so quickly!"
The next day in the morning I woke up with a start. "Why hasn't my alarm clock gone off yet?" I thought. Then I remembered that I accidently broke it yesterday trying to wrestle it out of my little brother's hands. I switched the light on to check the time, and saw that it was 6:53. Yay, I thought, happy that I still had 16 minutes before 7:09, the time I wake up every day, so I settled back down to sleep, cuddling my duvet tightly as it was freezing. At 7:09 my alarm clock rang, and I was surprised it had actually rang. I got up, went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face. As I went into my mum's and dad's room my mum said it was snowing heavily, so I didn't have to go to school today. I checked my school's website to check if the school was actually shut, and it was!! Yay for the snow!!

Kiddo

2009-01-24T08:26:00.001Z

Papa stared at his wife, Mama, the frown lines on his face indented. "But, why? Why would Kiddo do something like this?" Mama sat down on the table, and clasped Papa's hands, her fingers stroking his. "Papa, every child makes a mistake at least once in their lifetime. Kiddo is a vulnerable child. He followed his peers, just this one time, and made a mistake. But the shopkeepers should understand, no? He is just a kid?" Papa's eyes bulged out of his face. "So... you think that Kiddo just made a mistake? Only a mistake? No, Mama, this is a criminal offence,
not a mistake. Our son is a CRIMINAL, and you STILL think it is just a MISTAKE!" A tear slid from Mama's left eye. "Look, I know you are angry, Papa. That is understandable," Mama paused, wiping her eyes. "Kiddo is in prison, I know. I am not stupid, I think Kiddo has not just made a mistake but a terrible mistake. But, shouldn't you put this past you, just this one time, and actually think about the fact that our son is in prison and we should try and get him out?"

Mrs Pottygrow

2008-12-30T17:28:00.002Z

Hi- SORRY I HAVEN'T POSTED IN AGES!
Mrs Pottygrow was evil, Chandni thought, clutching the fence. Poor Vanessa and Tom from down the road had gone to the corner shop to get Mrs Pottygrow a birthday present on her birthday, but Mrs Pottygrow didn't know that. When she saw Vanessa grasping some flowers and Tom carrying some chocolates, she rubbed her dirty hands together, cackling wickedly. She launched herself at Vanessa, causing her to fall backwards, bewildered. Mrs Pottygrow threw the flowers down on the ground and stomped on them with her sharp, pointy heels. Tom gasped in horror. Mrs Pottygrow ran and grabbed the chocolates from the helpless boy, shaking them and causing the delicious chocolates to brake.

This isn't the first time Mrs Pottygrow has been evil! Chandni screwed her face together. Aha! Now... what was that Mrs Pottygrow allergic to?

"Hi Mum. Hey, do you know what Mrs Pottygrow from next door is allergic to?" Chandni asked her mum. Mrs Patel glanced at her strangly. "Oh, daisies, why?"

To find out what happens next, keep checking back at my blog and soon I'll continue! BY THE WAY, THIS WAS PUBLISHED ON 1/3/09. IT HAS A WRONG DATE BECAUSE IT USED TO BE A DRAFT :)

roshwrites FOR THE FIRST TIME.

2008-12-30T12:36:00.004Z

Hey people,
This is Rosh, and I am using this blog to train to be a author.

Rosh: This blog is going to be cool!
You people: Hmm...
Rosh: No, really!
You people: We'll give it a try.
Rosh: YAY!
You people: *roll eyes*
Rosh: :D :D :D

Bye, keep visiting!