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Hi guys! Back again with the fourth book of ‘The Jr. Pop Diaries: Year 3’. Enjoy reading! 1. Silence. I’m going to let the story go. No sense getting caught up here. You know how this goes. 2. I Just Do, Angie Narrative Continued by Angela Trevor was a wreck when he found out. We all were. And, I mean, it was different from when she moved away. She was healthy and Trevor still stuck with her. But this was different. She had fainted, appeared to have been unconscious for two days, and both of them had broken up. It was understandable for him to be so regretful and sad. I was sitting next to him on his bed and rubbing his back. Mom had an arm around his shoulders as he buried his head in his knees and cried.  “It’s okay, honey,” Mom whispered.  “She’ll be fine,” I said. He sniffled. “It’s my fault.” “No, it’s not.” I ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it. “It never was.” We consoled him a little more for some time, and he stopped crying. But Mom had other ideas for me. ...

Wednesday. It’s always better than Monday and Tuesday. We have Art and Art is a cool class where I play music  and draw my heart out. But ever since Wednesday,  16th February,  2022, I think art class in offline school opens new possibilities both artistic and hopeful. This Wednesday, 23rd February, 2022, I had a sneaking sense of deep anticipation. Perhaps we get another adventure of pleading for a good period we never had since online class started. I remember hearing about 7A and 7B getting PE class in offline school. My classmates yearn for a PE period too. Big Daddy J (he wants to be called that) and his friends want to play football. Pradhi probably wants a good basketball session. I would choose a great badminton game. Plans are in motion. Big Daddy J scripts a letter. Geetha Ma’am plans to talk to Aparna Ma’am and Jyotsna Ma’am and Carol Ma’am. And we cross our fingers and hope and I tell my classmates, “If we are lucky, this will be a new post for sure. One in ve...

Monday wasn’t interesting even for me, Maybe the occasional unintentional joke which cracks me up too much. But otherwise Monday has its blues which colours the day with different shades and each shade shows a different side of the day. On Monday, Akshat is behind me Manit on my right Vedant on my left. I’m surrounded by boys one of them who is very troublesome yet the other kids find him nice. I shake my head and wonder whether I’d be able to survive if I had a class like this. Akshat keeps calling Manit repeatedly Manit calmly ignores him. Then Akshat pokes me  and I turn around The teacher isn’t in class so it’s fine. He tells me to call Manit and I see through his plot plainly and tell him to bother me some other time. But he takes it like I meant it and on Tuesday, he still pokes me shoulder asking me to call Manit I tell him he is close enough to call him. I wish he didn’t irritate me so much but the irritations are usual. Monday is weird. Aadita, Akshat and Manit are talking...

Writer’s note:   Whatever happens in this story is based on 100% true events. A few embellishments, perhaps, but really, it’s literary license. I am doing this for entertainment. Enjoy! I attended offline classes on Wednesday, 16th February, 2022. And the events of one particular period of this day has been chronicled by me in this post.  Let me take you back to the fifth period, Art. Carol Ma’am was teaching the class. Since it was mostly free, I took my time to finish a sketch of Varangi Jha. Just then, Aadita, who had been sent to the Art Room to get the T-Shirts my classmates had block-printed in fifth grade, returned with a big bag and took out shirts. The girls and I immediately crowded around to see them. We handed them out to the students and left the rest in a shelf. Then, on a bid, my classmate, who calls himself Ash, asked Carol Ma’am, “Ma’am, can I take a walk around the school?”  Ash says things like this, and the whole class is used to it. Carol Ma’am knew t...

Hi guys! Back again with the third book of 'The Jr. Pop Diaries: Year 3'. Some really heavy stuff's coming up, so brace yourselves! 1. Regrettably, I Have To… Couldn’t you believe it? I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. I felt like I was hit badly in the gut when Tana stormed out. But I had said it for her safety, didn’t I? I didn’t think what I did was wrong. But, oh, wait, I  did. And I had to pay for it. 2. Elijah Milne, Spiritual Detective Narrative Continued by Elijah What happened between Trevor and Tana was colossal, appalling, and all the synonyms of the aforementioned words. And let me cut to the chase before I spiral into a thesaurus—I was determined to resolve it.  Trevor said I was his spiritual advisor. Was love part of the spiritual dilemma? I would like to think so with reference to Episode 9, ‘The Guru’, of ‘Book 2: Earth’, in ‘Avatar: The Last Airbender’. And I found my answer quickly. It had to do with unlocking a certain ‘chakra’: the air chak...