Isen Oommen

“Frozen Awakening: A Tale of Ice, Redemption, and Compassion.” by Isen Oommen

Submitted to Contest #227

In the vibrant Punjab region, there lived a man named Sadhu Sudersingh. He dozed off throughout the frigid winter, burrowing himself in his warm den. With the break of dawn, the sun burst forth, its radiant beams cascading upon the earth, declaring spring; a remarkable occurrence unfolded within Sadhu Sudersingh’s very being as if time had sped up during his slumber. Roused, he jolted upright, a surge of sensation coursing through his limbs, revitalizing them with newfound vitality. Sadhu snapped awake, his eyes wide as they drank in the sof...

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“Resisting Temptation of Food” by Isen Oommen

Submitted to Contest #226

Our lives tell an incredible adventure through the super exciting history of Sugar. Knowing history is super important if we want to understand the complicated world we live in now. We use corn syrup and ethanol a lot in our everyday lives. They come in different forms and are essential. Our whole life revolves around a fabulous pair that stops us from chilling out. Overeating Sugar can be bad for our health, the environment, and our relationships. I think it’s important to be moderate when dealing with insignificant problems. My life i...

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“The Almamater Chronicles: A Journey Through College Memories” by Isen Oommen

Do you find it amusing why I chose chemistry in college? My friends tried to outperform me in college, but their efforts could have yielded more favorable results. Despite their diligent efforts, they could not achieve academic success. I didn't know about their lack of strength, but I took a little time to notice their feeble efforts. I had a group of people I considered my friends. They devised a plan to approach our exceptional math tutor and request extra help. I wasn't worried because I was not ignorant. Lately, a colleague I trust...

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“THE HEADMASTER” by Isen Oommen

Submitted to Contest #221

When I think back on my childhood, there is one image that stands out in my mind. When I was in upper elementary school, our respected principal, we call him Headmaster, tried to teach us the ins and outs of English grammar. The teacher towered over the students, and his stern eyes seemed to reach right into their hearts. He was a powerful leader whom we all feared. In our childhood, he stood out from the rest of us because we believed he could think in English. We used the name of our respected headmaster a lot when we wrote Hindi compositi...

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“My First speech at School” by Isen Oommen

Submitted to Contest #220

I cherish deeply the memories of my parents in my heart, as expressed by Paul in 1 Thessalonians 2:6 and 12. Verse 6 of the tapestry of words reveals a mother's love—pure, bold, and tender—a kind of love that is unparalleled. She is a source of comfort and solace in her embrace. Verse 12, a brushstroke of wisdom and grace, reveals a father’s love with a steadfast pace, guiding us to live a life divine. In God’s presence, our hearts align. Two verses, woven with love’s gentle thread—a mother’s love, a father’s guidance—are widespread. In this...

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