Meena Mangalathil:

A Friend in need is a friend indeed. Honourable Judges, respected teachers and my dear friends. I am here before you to say about "My Best Friend" . My best friend is a person who is always close at heart. She wakes me up in the morning with her dazzling smile making my day a perfect one. She pampers me with her loving words, teaches me my day's work, nourishes me with my favourite food, dresses me with love and care and drops me to school on time thereby developing confidence in myself and making me the best of student, friend and daughter. Who can that friend be, none other than my mother. I would cherish her, as it is only once in a lifetime gift. Mom, I love you. Thank you. Its just a kindergarten speech. But mothers are too special to ignore, accept them as they are. Take care of them you would never regret it. See you. Meena

Don't worry that children never listen to you. Worry that they are always watching you. Honourable Judges, Respected Teachers And My Dear Friends. I am here before you to speak a few words about “My Role Model”. My role model is my father. My father, Mr.____________________________ is a business man, a very simple, soft spoken, kind, straightforward and loving man. He is more like a friend to me than a father. I could share anything and everything with him. I have never heard him say a harsh word to anybody. He is the pivot of my family. Though he is a busy man, he always has time for my mother, sister and myself. He has never broken a promise. You would like to know, why I chose my dad as my role model./ This incident happened years back,/ it was in class I./ The occasion,/ the School Annual Day celebration/ – My very very special day/. I was selected for speech,/ the very first speech in front of the whole school and their family./ I had no fear/ because my father had promised

I have heard about selfless love with Jesus Christ and great saints. But in this day and age, its a rarity which I cannot even comprehend to think. Now the person who was selfless was my dad's friend's children. I last met them some 24 years back. Myself or my family had no contact with them resulting in an unattended relationship and for us life flowed without any thought of them. They were just our friendly past. Yesterday I accidentally met these people. They didn't recognize us but I did (luckily). Anyway, we introduced ourselves and their elation at meeting us was mind boggling and I was thinking, "Isn't it a bit queer". But still I was happy at least they recognized us by name. Now to one of the persons I met, her name is Celine. She is not a person who is overly gushy type, very silent and unobtrusive in character. Do you know what she did? She helped to keep the memory of my dad's grave intact. Yeah, I know, you didn't understand. Now, the