What is the world upto?

Monday is coming hand in hand with the main exams. Fortunately for me, the first exam is SST. No, don’t even try to think that I like that subject (except of course political Science n perhaps, history…at times) but it’s only that I like getting done with it first.
Then is, only ONE study leave before our esteemed school (DPS RK Puram) authorities push us into the second language (providentially or perhaps not, French, in our case). Now, I would certainly not mind some sympathy. The reason, u ask?? Well then here it is, the French department has gone nuts…oh man they’ve given TEN writing skills!!! And, all that we’ve done in one whole year. It’s absolute torture… these people definitely have plans to torment us, poor 14 year people…
Then the some angels are giving us a day to relax…no prizes for guessing the next exam (for the dumb souls, it’s English…a cakewalk for practically, every normal dipsite…but then of course is the fact that normal people are as uncommon as common sense).
And how can I forget Science on the 7th and finally, Maths on the 9th, marking the end of the horrible exams.
Only thing I hate about science is biology, which fails to convince me to develop a liking for it. I think all the doctors are the bravest people to let themselves go through something as horrible as biology.

Not much is up with life except of course these exams and this blog which has left me addicted and well, that is the reason why I told Shubhi to put addicted by Enrique but as most of you would have guessed by now, that Shubhi has put Sk8er boy by Avril Lavigne. I don’t mind but then again I don’t think it’s the song I would like people to hear when they enter into this Blog (described as an ‘all girls territory’ by 3 guys now…lol)
And yes, dunt mind the title, dint know wat to write.
Anyways, I really need to go now…

how can anybody feel relaxed during the finals????!!!
atleast i dont expect AKANKSHA to!
k sorry but thts really wat i think mayb im 2 stressed out coz evy now and then i keep worrying bout worst case scenarios and my mom will then tell me tht it wont happen but we all no tht anything is possible.rite?
i no i woory 2 much but i cant help it happy chilling out ppl relax even if i cant and ya
BEST OF LUCK to all the poor ppl giving their exam rite now!
TA-TA till next time

Tomorrow, the finals start with the computer exam and I’m not worried. In fact, I’m the most relaxed person on earth (is it becoming too much??!!). I’ve completed my syllabus and therefore I am online to post yet another entry…
All right, I just penned down yet another poem.

Why do you say stuff, which you don’t mean?
Why do you feel the way you feel?
It’s not true and perhaps, you even know-
All the fake things you’re making up.
One thing’s clear though-
You don’t have a clue
Of what I’m going through.
When truth lies right there,
What is all your pretence for?
And then, why the sudden honesty?
Every time I’m put through it,
It hits me harder.
Every time you do that…

I can point any where
I can blame anyone
I can abuse and swear
but at the back of my head
I know its been me all this while

somehow everything is
my fault
but I am pretending
its not

I am sick and tired
of always crying
Trying to be perfect
but my masterplans backfiring

i tried to tell the truth
just end up lying
i tried to be confident
who the hell am i fooling

and i again I say

I can point any where
I can blame anyone
I can abuse and swear
but at the back of my head
I know its been me all this while
just being you

jlt!!

hello
i found this while surfing around and this piece really appealed to me so i thot id post it for all to see!

Gold is not the only buried treasure.
In your heart there is a sunlit sea.
Underneath each moment lies another
Life of pure angelic ecstasy.
In simplest things there is the greatest pleasure


i guess its the small things which count in life coz we always fail to notice them.

till next time
ta-ta

Just a passing thought...

I stare at a NEVERLAND
A dream fills my eyes.
The sands of time
Leave uncovered wounds behind.

PS. I initially wanted to write a poem wid this but thought it to be better like this.

haaaaaaaaaaaaah

i look here and there
tryin 2 find an escape
studies r the only thing on evy1s mind!

the teachers screaming,
moms shouting
and im just in a fellig blue!

i hope 2 get mrks
i just dont feel like
doing wat im supposed 2 do!

-aditii

sorry if u had 2 read tht poem but really is tenth so TERRIFYING????
all evybdy wants 2 do is scare u! i believe its not tht scary but ppl just dont want 2 let it slip out of focus. i personally am sick and tired of this bizzare obsession of adults scaring us making us worry so much.
ta-ta 4 now
i promise i will rite later

girls rule da world 

Bus United!!!!

clockwise from the top: Aditii, Shubhi, Akanksha, Prachi, Priya, Eeshita, Shivam

Mes Souvernirs

Today, early in the morning I was walking clumsily to my bus stop with the wind blowing considerately hard at my face. I love rains and there were all signs of a light drizzle.
Well, from what I can remember, I was longing for yet another picnic and this time, a longer one (at least more than yesterday’s 2. 5 hours picnic). You see, my bus stop is only 2-3 minutes from my house, on foot. So, naturally, I could only long for another picnic until when I was overwhelmed by a feeling stronger than the most powerful nostalgia that confiscated me from the forlorn road to my childhood days.
I talk of a time around 1994-95 when I was in nursery and kindergarten. Yes, I remember those days and I’m proud of that. Besides, my long-term memory of such things is really good.
Each morning, my dad would dress me up and pack my bag and then wait with me for my school van to come. Yes, my dad cause I never let my mom do all this for me at that time…I guess, I was too scared of her…now, of course times have changed and once scary mother has now become one of my best friends but still not better than my dad…I guess, will never and can never (mom if u r reading this then… then all I can say is that I mean it).

Now, coming back to the cause of my experiencing the feeling, which was though, most amazing yet disturbing. Well, you see I had been noticing this little girl standing with her mother in my previous school – St. Thomas’ dress, for quite some time now. This made me wonder why my previous school had changed the timings for the little angels, still too small to get up at a time as early as six o’clock.
Today, I saw her stepping into the van. I knew, in an instant that it was the same van by which I had traveled and the driver was my same Somnath bhaiya who used to lift me and put me in the seat. I have a lot of memories of that van. I saw the driver’s seat door open, once, in which my left hand ring finger had been fractured. I saw those seats, in which, while jumping, I had sung all my nursery rhymes and perhaps, narrated my newly learnt counting and spellings of words.
Life is so weird. I mean when you least expecting something, it comes up with surprising stuff as it did today. I’m glad I remember my childhood and I can relate to the people, who were once part of my life.
I stood there for a long while, wondering the importance of memories, importance of childhood and the joys and sorrows of life.

L-O-V-E

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you

L is for the way you look at me
O is for the only one I see
V is very, very extraordinary
E is even more than anyone that you adore can

Love is all that I can give to you
Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you
Love was made for me and you

I love this song!! its by Frank sinatra.....
aloha Shubhi

class picnic 

friends

They say friends are forever
They say friends are the best
They say friends wipe your tears
They say friends soothe your wounds

But they don't tell you
that friends have the power
to hurt you too
they don't tell you
that friends can break
your confidence too

I wish they had told me before
saved me from alot of pain
atleast i would have been stronger
at least i could have kept sane

But i guess it was too late
Coz i have grown up
completely changed
though its hard
to see the difference
one day you will realize
I am not really me
i don't think you will understand
As you have no idea
but when you go through it
you will remember.

akanksha, ishita, shubhi(moi) 

Generation Gap

Hey every1
I’m back again! Thanks so much Shubhi for posting the pic. Anyways, I’m, finally going to watch BLACK tomorrow (morning show). The initial plan, however, was to see it this evening but couldn’t get the tickets. Wondering if my exams are really coming up? Well, don’t bother yourself too much cause I’m doing that work for myself!!
The past few days, I was having a sort of fight with my mom (which is now, non-existent). And this made me wonder that has the generation gap, all the people keep talking about, started to bury its roots in India too? I mean, I know it was always there but it’s surely not as much as in the western countries or at least I think so. I talk of the increasing generation gap, today.

This topic is not new to anybody. In today’s world, with each passing day, it is becoming quite apparent that there is increasing difference in opinion of the old generation and the new generation.
Some say the young grab the victory as are not taught to loose any battle. But they are not taught the principles on the battlefield. They lack respect and maturity. Today’s world demands sharpness and if required, false friendships.
A baby isn’t born with the essentials to survive. The parents are the ones who inculcate values, good or bad. And I guess, when those virtues of this generation backfire, people call it ‘the generation gap.’
The world is too huge to be generalized and as I’ve said in my post ‘Don’t generalize’, I don’t like generalizing; public opinion differs from person to person. Most People possess dual personalities. Today’s world also known as ‘the kal yug’ in the Hindu mythology, brings with it vast destruction and immorality. Keeping that in mind, people prefer to teach their children the ways to survive than real values. Where on the other hand, they expect their children to have all those values and respect when it comes to them. Is it expecting too much? Well, that is quite a debatable thought.
I guess, it’s actually the high expectations of the parents, which lead to such circumstances. Not that they don’t have the right to expect, that too, when they are putting in all they have in their child but it’s a question of the growing desire of freedom to live one’s own life that makes today’s generation revolt.
Even I don’t know whether I’m really right but whatever.
Signing off for now…..

last year picnic
hey every1...
im postin pictures of last years picnic....

1st row from left to right: aarushi, akanksha (bajaj), agrima, pooja, shreya, radhika, aditii
2nd row " " " : shubhi (moi) , akanksha (khanna not the aknksha who writes) , shirin

its difficult

hi ppl
first impressions are really amusing. i mean i had sum v.wierd impressions wen i first came to the senior school in 6th
here are sum:- (alphabetically!!)
AARUSHI- well i really thought she had sumthin rong in her head coz of the way she used to act wid behra(her partner) and stuff.I came 2 no her coz v were 2 roll no.s apart an used to sit behind each other!
AKANKSHA- she came in the later part of 6th and evy1 was out 2 tease her.it was a nightmare for her(self-admitted).she came 2 no me through Shubhi hu was ever sweet 2 her an even though i never really teased i didnt care!
ISHITA- she looked like a TOTAL GEEK!! wid her dumb bag and funny specs,but we ended up sittin behind each other on the first day and i finally got 2 no shewasnt tht bad!
RADHIKA- i didnt really no her an she just seemed like nayanas best frend an was made board monitor on ths first day!
SHUBHI-this one seemed like a crackpot.she sat next 2 me in da bus wen i didnt even no her an started chattin away like tht!it seemed weird coz i was quite an introvert an still am! but i guess in the end it was a gr8 frendship which emerged

in the end its not always first impressions tht last coz my frends r very special 2 me no matter wat and i am so glad i hav all the rite ones!!!!!! coz they hav helped me so much!
till next time

Nostalgia and moi!!!

You know I was just generally missing my days in St. Thomas’. I don’t know why but I was really missing my friends out there and the time spent there. It’s not that I prefer St. Thomas’ over DPS cause I guess DPS has given me what St. Thomas’ never could in terms of friendships and even awareness but still, I have never felt more nostalgic or yeah, I have. But whatever. So to make myself feel better, I started thinking about the good things that have happened to me in DPS. But instead, I landed up thinking about the broken friendships I’ve had to come to terms with, in St. Thomas’. And, so this explains the reason for me writing the poem I’ve written, today in my golden time that is 9 to 10 when all I do is write and read.

BROKEN FRIENDSHIPS

I know, maybe it’s my fault
I went away.
Maybe, there was more
To what you had to say.
But wouldn’t have you
Done the same as me?
Then why put all the blame on me?
When I turn back
I do realize my mistakes
But what you did can never be justified.
Not now, not in this lifetime.
I hadn’t understood your position
Just like you hadn’t mine.
Maybe it was not the right time.
And just, maybe it’s still not the best time.

Bush has the ring!!! shit frodo failed 

Julius Caesar

Well, tomorrow, the recitation is supposed to be starting for our class. Sudeshna is taking them, this time and I don’t get a very good feeling about it. It’s kind of weird to recite in front of a teacher you’ve had for 2 long years and suddenly, she’s no more in the scene for one year. Or maybe it isn’t. I don’t know, can’t really decide. 33 ppl of 43 are reciting the famous speech of Antony, that he had said in the funeral of Caesar, from Shakespeare’s play Julius Caesar. And so am I.
I kind of mugged it up, it’s not as difficult a Shubhi thinks or yeah, it is. For my and only my practice, I’m putting the speech. I know all of you have it but pls bear with me.

Friends, romans and countrymen, lend me your ears.
I come to burry Caesar and not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them,
And the good is oft interred with their bones.
So let it be with Caesar.
The noble Brutus hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault;
And grieviously hath Caesar answered it.
Here underneath of Brutus and the rest, -
For Brutus is an honorable man;
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honorable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept;
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious
And Brutus is an honorable man.
You all did see that on the lupercal.
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse; was this ambition?

This of course, is not the complete speech. There is more to it. However, the line, both Shubhi and I can never forget is the on in bold. I love it. If you’ve read this play, you would know that Antony’s part is the best. His every dialogue is so well written.
Anyways, this is all I have to say for today.
Till tomorrow, I guess, signing off….

I'm HAPPY!!!

I don’t know why but it’s really weird that I am so happy nowadays. Everything seems so blissful. And I just feel great except of course the fact that I have to do English work since a Jonaki is our new teacher. I mean hell; we’ve had 4 English teachers this year. Meetali being the best of all, all right at least we dint have to study with her and besides, she liked me (I just got to know this today when she came to give the papers back and started chatting with me and Chirag). Now, can you beat that? I bet nobody can.
I seriously don’t get what the geeks and nerds are made of- is it some sterner material or what? I mean how can somebody miss the picnic which comes only once in a year.
Anyways, the picnic is coming up next week and we going to miss double French period for the second time in 2 weeks. Last week, of course we went to the dumb French cultural society or center or whatever it was and this week we’re going to have a French writing skills workshop.
Anushka’s started going to school and is, I guess, enjoying it too.
This academic term is coming to an end and I love the present class though it does have its flaws but as it is said, nothing is perfect.
I am just so much looking forward to the 10th standard and believe me I don’t know why.
You may call me mad but can’t call me cynical cause I’m not being one, at least at the moment.
I guess, this is all I have to say for today. So, bye for now.
Signing off…

hello evybody

hey
i really dont wat 2 blog bout so im in a fix;

i think nepals situation is horrible, those ppl arent even given basic rites, it is utterly ridiculous tht ppl have 2 survive absolute monarchy in this century
its about time they live widout restrictions and fear.
atleast give them a proper life.
anyway
if i hav sumthin 2 rite bout ill rite till then
au revoir

Dravid! 

IRFAN! IRFAN!!!! IRFAN! IRFAN!!!!! 

My sis anushka

Today is a very special day for me.
Ttoday was Anushka’s (my 2+yr cousin) first day at school. I just got to talk to her and I am really happy for her. I wish with all my heart that she likes her new schedule.

Bush the moron

Bush the moron


hey evry1.....
today i compltely messed up my test...(frnch)......n i was hittin myself....coz da mistakes i made were dumber than i ever thot......n i was sooooooooooo mad wid myself.. when i suddenly i stopped n thoought...hold on what am i beating up myself for. how does it matter...in da process im just loosing a couple of mrks...its not like im ruining the world.... thts when i thot of Bush............the big oaf......so now when ever im angry I am going to put up a big cartoon of him.......and tada Create happiness....Seing fools like these makes one feel so good...... so this is my new methord... "Bush your way to happiness" i think I will write a book
Yours humbly
shubhi

URGENT!!!

Sometimes, you need a change and therefore you try to do something different. Well, I was getting bored so I decided to try and make my parents laugh. But my mum got irritated for some weird reason n started scolding me (not seriously, but anyways) and that is when the whole humorous part began. I told her that she was discriminating cause even she behaves weirdly, at times. And I threatened her to go to the court to get my rights!!! I was then told that I would be requiring money for that. So I decided to write a letter, which goes like this…

Urgent

Respected mom and dad,
I am in urgent need of XYZ amount, to file a case against you. You can trust me with the money as I assure you that it is going to be spent for a good cause, so, that makes it an investment (which you’ve planned to be doing, for a long while now). I am more than pleased to be there for your help and thus, there is no ‘thank you’ required.
I also promise to save you from any imprisonment for the kind of offence you’ve committed. My very proficient lawyer will be given the necessary instructions so there is no reason, whatsoever for you to worry.
All you need to do is to transfer the amount, above mentioned to my account and transfer its power to my name.
The money is going to be in the right hands.
Don’t worry, its only something serious.
Assuring you of winning the case…
Your one and only daughter/ heir,
Akanksha Bajaj.
PS: I can take the guarantee, incase you want to apply for loan.

It might be dumb which is what I thought, initially but when it was handed to my mother, she almost fell to the ground, laughing, of course. So, I thought, let me bring about a change in my posting sequence, since I’ve been posting the serious stuff for quite a while now.
Hope you enjoyed reading it n even if you didn’t, it doesn’t matter cause this is not my specialization.

I know what u thinking n I know there is no poem recitation going on but poetry makes me feel better. So, here’s another one, I wrote today. Do let me know how it is.
I know, now the truth

Had it been another day,
I wouldn’t have regretted so bad.
Had it not been you,
I wouldn’t have given a damn.

You’ve made it difficult for me
And you know that very well.
Do I look an ignorant savage?
If I do then what are you?

Ever thought of the prejudices,
You’ve maintained?
I know, now the truth.
And you can never take that away.

Yes, I finally know the truth.
And nothing can possibly change the facts,
All your life, you’ve maintained.
Has my work, all gone waste?

signing off....
AKANKSHA

my brother

hey ppl
well,ever wondered how it feels like to hav a twin brother?I know coz i hav one , a twin! fights, arguments probably define my relationship wid him. mind u we really fight! day or night we argue at the smallest thing and then comes to hitting or me crying.......but all this really has a different side.sumtimes i get mad at him and start thinking its oh-so irritating to have a twin brother but then next moment it changes because subconsiously he is one of the most important person in my life. if we fight and argue we also laugh and chat. between us is a kind of unbelievable communication. sumtimes his non-stop chatter seems boring coz its bout robots or computers . bout things which are greek to me. i often dont listen to all he says but nevertheless he is a genius. he just won a competition in IIT-bombay. didnt cum first but i mean atleast he made it 3rd.it was the first for him.he might not concentrate on studies but he surely is a genius. he may act kiddish and no matter how much i shout at him or hate him he'll always be my twin brother no matter what and i will always love him.
aditii

agnostic

I recently read an article titled ‘if there is a god. He’s a terrible god’. Somehow I agree with this. I have given many names to my belief. I have called myself an atheist and even a complete non believer in god. But I don’t know what to believe or call myself. A lot of people around me believe in god. And I don’t argue. Everyone has the right to have his faith. At the end of the day I wouldn’t believe in a god lover nor in an atheist Why does a person believe in god? Maybe its because its nice knowing that someone out there is controlling everything. Maybe because we need someone to save us. Maybe its because we truly love the person whose given birth to such a beautiful world. Why does a person not believe in god ? Trying to believe the scientific theory. Believe we have our own destiny in our hands. Think all this godly stuff is bull. Every person has his own argument. I believe in neither. I guess you could call me an agnostic. An agnostic thinks it impossible to know the truth in matters such as God and the future life with which Christianity and other religions are concerned. Or, if not impossible, at least impossible at the present time. I believe that god if present cant be so holy… then why would he give so much pain.. Now don’t tell me you have to suffer to live… what about those people who suffer but don’t live. I suppose my god lovers won’t have an answer for that. But one thing is true that when we are in trouble or in great pain, we do call out for someone to help us. That is normally god. I see god not as a person who writes my destiny and whose plans I have to follow. But I see him as my belief not my idol, which strengthens my belief in people and in truth. My faith is not God. But my belief is god.
Shubhi

Daughters

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
and she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change

And I've done all I can
To stand on the steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers
who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too

Ooh, you see that skin
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left cleaning up the mess he made

So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too

Boys you can break
You find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong and boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth of a woman's good, good heart

On behalf of every man, looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world

So fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too
So mothers be good to your daughters, too

its a beautiful song........its by John Mayer....hes amazin! (its called daughters)
signin off
shubhi

My favorite limerick

As a beauty I'm not a star

There are others prettier far

But my face, i don't mind it

Coz i'm behind it

It's those in front that jar.

*Picked from a Readers Digest copy.

signing of.....

AKANKSHA

All right, finally, i'm posting my cousins photo- anushka(2+) and sanya(6). Aren't they adorable? They look like angels. Don't they?


signing off...
AKANKSHA

when u hav a headache!
nothing seems right
ur bro is inconsiderate
troublin u 4 funs sake
readin shubhis poem
on top of tht
makes me feel
so mad.....
the headaches not going away
and nor is my bro
-aditii saxena(in a pitiful state)

I think of a time....
When life was great
food was great
dog was well behaved
when people didn't worry about
food
clothes
dog chewing hair brush
petroleum rate declining
when people could talk to friends
without having to hear 'fuck' in every sentence
a time when life stopped so one could feel nostalgic
so people could feel a sense of dignity
a realization
and more nostalgism
when people were happy not necessarily gay
when people were humble and yet not bossy
when people radiated a sense of dignity and yet refinement.............(pause)

I am talking of a time
when lotuses bloomed
carbon monoxide ceased to exist
when bush wasn't a moron
and when friends had just started
when vinci still was in school

i am talking of a time
when life was just perfect
like a scene out of full house
i am talking about a time which you and me can never be part of
i am talking of a time which will never pass by......
i am talking of a time which we can just dream by
i am talking of a time well.....

Okay i havent ended it....i know it sucked so badly!... me n akanksha were tlkin n just 2 irritate her i made up da poem....so i decided to bug every1 n put i on the blog........i know alot of this can't be in the same time period...i mean im guessin bush is older than vinci....neways i thot kanksha wud crib if i didnt blog...so i did.....if i recieve too much hate mail ill delete it.....n if any1 has suggestions of addin smthn...plz tell me so.....
Signin off Shubhi

DON'T GENERALIZE, PLZ!!!

I hate it when people try to generalize stuff, most importantly, people. I hate it when people don’t have the guts to say what they feel, openly and I hate it when people create disparities. It’s like living in the same house and wanting yourself to be recognized as the sole owner when all you own is a room. It’s just so weird!!! I have only one thing to say to such people, ‘all you own is a zilch and you don’t deserve anything because you aren’t satisfied or rather happy with the privileges you have.’

If you’ve been irritated, then I’m sorry but all of this specifically goes to one particular ‘South- Indian’ who made this blog titled ‘WE HATE NORTH INDIANS’.
But anyways, I don’t hate north- Indians (I’m one) and neither do I hate south- Indians.
I believe, an Indian won’t introduce himself/herself as a north or south Indian. What use is the single- citizenship concept existing in India if one has to make such awful distinctions? I am in no mind to prove the north Indians are better cause I can’t generalize. There are pros and cons of each community.
I'll soon post the blog address. can't find it at the moment.
signing off..
AKANKSHA