RUCHIKA BISWAL, A 13 YEAR OLD TEEN WRITER AND PUBLISHER FROM THE CITY OF TEMPLES, BHUBANESWAR, ODISHA. BORN ON AN AUSPICIOUS DAY IN THE ODIA CULTURE , "SNANA PURNIMA'' ON 30TH JUNE , 2008 . SHE IS CRAZY ABOUT SPACE , WHEN EVER SHE FEELS LOW , YOU WILL FIND HER ALONE TALKING TO THE MOON. FROM WRITING QUOTES TO BE PUBLISHED IN ANTHOLOGIES, FROM BEING PUBLISHED IN ANTHOLOGIES TO COMPILING MANY , FROM COMPILING MANY TO OPENING UP HER OWN PUBLICATION, TO MANAGING A BUNCH OF COMMUNITIES . SHE IS STILL EMERGING. ONE DAY SHE WAS SITTING IDLE ON A COSY, LAZY DAY. SHE PICKED UP HER DAIRY AND PENNED DOWN HER FIRST POEM , FROM WHERE ALL THIS STORY BEGAN . MISSING THE SCHOOL DAYS IN THE TIMES OF COVID VACATION , SHE WAS FEELING NOSTALGIC INSIDE THE WALLS .THE LAST PERIOD OF SCHOOL ,THE PERIOD WITHOUT A TEACH , THAT RARE CLASS HITE YOU DIFFERENT WHEN YOU ARE A KVIAN . THE GAMES WE PLAYED , THE TALKS THEY ENJOYED, THE MOMENTS THEY SPENT CAN'T BE EXPRESSED.
"THE RARE CLASS"
(HER FIRST POEM,24/6/2020)
The mice will play, when the cat's away,
Can't explain the real class of the day
How to express the class got a period without teacher,
It's a great opportunity for the backbenchers,
We run and play just don't care,
Books ,copies and laughter scattered everywhere,
When the teachers come and start to dare,
Everyone tells a lie and becomes a liar,
Search scene is very really reputed,