Month: November 2015

Where Are You? – Shareen Shaik

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Where Are You? 
We called you downstairs for Momma’s Sunday dinner,
Mashed Potatoes and Fried Chicken,
Your favorite,
But, where are you?
The window was open and the curtains danced swiftly to the tempo of the wind,
Calling your name,
But, where are you?
Michael jumped on his bike and left
Momma is crying unbearably
Daddy’s mind wanders off
Where are you?
We are supposed to be each other’s strengths,
But we are instead weaknesses
What have you done to us?
Where are you?
The police are outside interrogating the neighbors,
The twins are peeking through the windows watching curiously
Our home doesn’t feel like a home anymore
Where are you?
I’m suddenly the new spotlight in school,
Teachers reassured me 
Your friends walked me to my classes,
The prinicpal said I could stay home,
But that would only remind me of you.
Each of us held a candle,
Not budging even though the rain pelted us,
“God guide us through our hard times,
And bring back our Mia to us!”
“AMEN!”
Our kitchen is filled with stacks of food,
Pies, cakes, casseroles, and who could forget Mrs. Smith’s turkey,
But we haven’t ate a proper morsel since you had left,
Where are you?
It’s been 5 days Mia!
Momma’s throwing up nonstop,
Daddy isn’t home anymore,
Michael doesn’t stop drinking
And I…
I sit on the roof because of the fresh air
And knowing you are elsewhere beyond!
We were emotionally and physically shattered,
We stopped believing,
Our thoughts questioned us
But one unexpected phone call ended it all.
They found you
“Hold on Mia girl we are coming!” 

Meeting My Idols By: Sameer Sawhney

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Meeting My Idols

I have been obsessed with basketball since day one.  One of the most memorable nights of my life was the day when I met the Cleveland Cavaliers team.

It was about two years ago I went to the Verizon Center to watch the Cavs take on the Wizards.  My brother, a diehard Cavs fan, started a conversation with a security guard.  The security guard told my brother that Cavs fans were not very common in DC.  He then gave my brother backstage passes to meet the players.

After the game, we went to the bus boarding area.  We were waiting for about 45 minutes, then the staff came.  After that, the coaches that we see on TV were coming out of the tunnel.  I was already having trouble containing myself but then came the players.

Professional players, people who I look up to were walking by us to board their bus.  They were very friendly.  Matthew Dellavadova had a fifteen minute conversation with the people next to us.  We got a picture with him.  Then Anderson Varejao, my brother’s favorite player, came.  He was very nice and also took a picture with us.  After that came NBA All Star, Kyrie Irving!  I couldn’t believe it.  This was one of the best nights of my life.

I did not want to leave but the players were already on their bus and were about to leave.  We left and all I could think about was that night.  I was excited go home and brag to my friends.