Simran Malhotra

   Pain of self-betrayal  -Simran Malhotra Experiencing all new emotional kind of turmoil's, What's that something, That even after everything remains unchanged.   How it starts feeling to one's own self,  When one starts seeing the lust of illusion all around,   Seeking for the natural self-organization,  Creating space for new understanding for my emotions.   Now being able to connect so much with myself,  Because I now believed in myself, Revisiting all along those lines,  Of already understood assertions,  Internalizing virtue of ego in this phenomenal world.   Making new equivalence,  Chemical chain reactions for my life, The courage within me,  Summoning compassion from those mega learning concept.

    HALF HEAVEN JUST SEEMS TO BE OVER MY HEAD     -Simran   Malhotra     When I was….   When I was, Just a toddler dreamer, I seemed to always try to escape, Ordinarily from unordinary realism.     When I was, Just a teenage girl, My veins and arteries just seem like gushing blood full of vigor and vitality.     Now just as a younger adult, Following the path of my younger self.   Leading to all the unconditional step filled with warmth, Of all my dreams.     A step towards “new me”, Cherishing my newer version, Newer version of my every age dream.   Don’t just letting me feel distracted, Feel distracted from the echo all around me, That just seems haunting around me, Haunting like dark jokes, Dark jokes of all those scary nights.

“Wherever you find something extraordinary, you’ll find the fingerprints of a great teacher.” Teacher? I prefer the term Educational Rockstar. Chaos ruled OK in the room, As bravely the teacher walked in. The theme for today is Health Psychology, I’m going to teach you a lesson, One that you’ll never forget’. Here’s the rule for what to do, If ever your teacher, Asks u to unknowingly give verbal test about what u wrote in the test. What if ever u got to know,  That ur lecture class is swapped with a tut class, With the intention of not letting students to escape from the class. Teaching is like hiking up an erupting volcano,  During a hurricane, while being chased by dinosaurs. A commitment to instill knowledge, A dedication to excellence, A resolve to make a difference. Being that brilliant light, Illuminating the prism of their life, Revealing to students, A rainbow of possibilities. Painting their minds, Guiding their thoughts, Sharing their achievements, Advising their fau...

  Experiencing New Turns -Simran Malhotra Life teaching new meaning, Life experiencing new turns, While experiencing new endeavors of life, Dynamism of things evolving.   Pretense of unclaimed acclamations, Gaining sight of finding ways.   What’s the most annoying thing, And yet most adorable, Learning to endure failures.   Life condition mixed with the dawning awareness, Awareness of my own mission.   Life condition fluttering all along the way, Giving my very best, Till the very end.   Sunlight illuminating all the gloomy pathways, Filing life with wonders.   Crossing the bridge of all limitations, Seeing the beauty of the shining sun beams.

In the quest of purpose -Simran Malhotra In the lust of finding ways, For removing the filth of delusion, For chasing my dreams. When all my dreams seems like a mere illusion, Illusion in the land of wonders, For chasing my passion.   Infusing new exuberance in life, For setting new benchmarks for my future, Making me understand my purpose. My purpose of my life, Making me believe in the direction of my dreams.

  Chasing the sunshine -Simran Malhotra   Every now and then experiencing high and low, Life condition swirling like the bob of a pendulum.   At times feeling directionless, Later finding ray of hopes.   Beauty of life searching to give meaning to my own self, Without letting things shatter me,  To be my invincible self.