Mom

My mom is the greatest teacher in the whole world, not because she faces a classroom of 40 sleep-deprived-unwashed students 5 days a week but because what I have learnt from her was not taught to me. I have learnt to live and learn from her. I have learnt to never lose heart. Mother is the ubiquitous axiom in everyone’s life(everyone my age) who knows where to find you when you can’t find yourself, who gives you courage, who tells you that you can, who introduces you to the business of life without being businesslike herself, who always has a story to tell, who is the other in you. My mother actually believes that there is a solution to the problem called
Me- my indecisiveness, my-Einstein-fickle-mindedness (which-believe-you-me-does-not-suit-me-specially-without-the-einstein-brain) besides other things and she tells me so without being taut. I hope that I can give her credit for this. I feel blessed. My blessing is my mother. I have not done anything great in these 15 years and when I read about endless poverty and hunger, deep down I feel guilty. My gain is someone’s loss and of course there is the theory of natural selection and Herbert spencer’s wretched ‘survival of the fittest.’ I read about mothers ending their lives-a harrowing act of terminal despair. It is then that I feel that I must make her proud. She deserves it after all.

I for India of my dreams

• I never realized I loved my country so much, never realized I was so proud of being an Indian.
• It’s an awesome feeling to see people around so charged up and working to bring about a positive change.
• I guess the most vital part is the fact that so many of us, have started to have a vision, vision of the modern India.
• Talking about modern India, it is imperative that I mention how I visualize this modern India: my India is realistic.
• I understand how we might never see unity in the true and complete sense.
• My India strives to maintain its own unique identity, consuming the positive aspects of the world and ignoring the negative forces.
• It spells patriotism.
• My India is a dreamer and yet authentic.
• Most importantly, my India is my doctrine.

PS. Happy Republic Day!!!

Rumbling of a sleeeeepppy mind

My doggies asleep
and dont worry my heart doesnt weep
while Aayush sleeps
My practicals went bluh
I dont know why i write in verse
Probably coz im so bored
When heritage makes you wanna migrate
and your moms lectures do something to your psychological state
You know you only get it on
shubhis.life.sucks.of.late

Okay so I am trying to study.. I promise you I am.. I even opened heritage and completed to a certain extent.. (just a bit of architecture)... But some how all my tries are in vain... Its funny actually coz i know the day i realize only one month left for boards I'll be studying 10 hours in a day continously... (or again atleast try). Uwaaiee.. The shock came when my mom decided to have "the talk" about exams ofcourse... Coming from the mother who never asks about my studies.. almost never knows my marks (or which exam i have).. Yeah its a surprise!!! I was like "uhhuu Yah sure..." Then if thats not bad day after or technically tommorow we get results... again not looking forward to it... as clearly visible from my preboard post! Maybe I am going to take someones advise.. and go for a sanyas.. maybe to Madhya Pradesh or something since falling sick is out of the question now... (READ:below my post).. O well its late n me go!

Oh heres something i wrote to bug my wonderful frends (dippin wid sarcasm)
"Charaka se aye hai leke Apni dori... Naach Basanti Naach tu hai ek damn cool CHORI!!"
Okay dont ask me what it is... dont understand myself!!! Its an addition to the gibberish i have been saying for the past few days... !
Shubhs
Listening to right now: Pretty Vegas by INXS... its a bloody good song... someone ever heard it?? Cant say the same about the video just some guy(nt even cute!) stripping... But the songs good. But whoevers listening to it... has pretty good choice.. cough cough
PS. Did any one hear about the glowing pigs!! Its fascinating !!
Here

cake!!!!!!!!!!!

I made chocolate cake 4 a friend who’s not well. There was no chocolate so I put milo. It was a success, I think. She said it tasted like ‘feeka halwa’ but had it nyway. Look after urself or u’ll end up eating my chocolate cake. so a dim future awaits every1 whose planning 2 fake illness 2 get away from de almighty boards. ha ha ha. watch out-u might actually get sick eating un gateau a ete fait par moi!!!!!!! ha ha ha !!!!!!!!!
vigilance inspector (hoping 4 exemption-he he)

The Legend of the Medival Maratha Warriors by" Great Minds At work"

Once upon a time they were two beautiful princesses Shubhadra Kumari Chauhan nd n her step sister Raddyz-oda bhai, children of a very famous King Rahul-babar-diwakar-akbar-ud-din-aibak" .
They hav a wiked senapat calld "Chimanlal charlie" n his evil wife "ChimanlalCharlin" Chimanlal charlie is havin an xtramarital affair, wid th princess' nanny "kussum pavitradevi" hu happens 2 b charlins best frend!! Now the 2 Princesses r about 2 get married 2 the love of the lives "Firangi" and "The big F" but what the princesses dont know is that their lovers are khilaofaying gul
One day the king decides to go out to make arrangements for the tents and the ladoos. (for the marriage ofcourse) And the princesses decide 2 pay ther fiances a surprise visit, with loads of chocolates, But to their horror they c them in one room doin sum stuff! shubhadra faints while all raddyz can say "waah". When th fiances c em they are shokd n try 2 reason out bt raddyz says "agli baar darwaza band karke karna"; She proceeds to put water on Shubhadara
n she wakes up. They run off. while da 2 cowards run after em shoutin "humein maaf kardo!"
Then chimin lal charlin hears all this, she decides to tell her husband n best frnd to plan the attack!! The poor sisters have no ideaaa...
But then their trusty servant "Demented Rushi-aa" rajkumari of Gattarjahan. hears of this conspiracy and tells the sisters. Then they try 2 get in tuch wid ther fathr and theyre really scared bcoz th senapati, his wife n th nanny r dangerous ppl. Bt all th telephone lines n internet cables hav bn cut Both of them tired and hungry.. then suddenly like a flash of light... they see 2 "hot" knights n they alomst faint! coz th site is soooooooooooooo amazin!
ther breaths r almost taken away but fortunately both lee n roddick know CPR bt in th end it wsnt really needed (fortunately or unfortunately??) The knights come and pull them up
give them water both of em r widout shirts! (WHoa!) They introduce themselves politly "Me
Im Knight Lee of The oz" then the other says"Im Prince Roddick of the Starry states"
The princesses both flutter their eyebrows and say "My heros!!" they ride in the sunset to their empire
. Lucky for them theyr each just in time to witness the senaptai and nannny marryin. The 2 evil creatures had lockd up chimin lal charlin and were becomin king n queen The princeses rushed and kicked the senapati in kung fu style, the senapati fell bakward and his lip ws bleedin When he saw th blud n got infuriated he chargd 2wrds th princesses. But then came da 2 heroes lee n roddik and They kicked ass th empire is saved! then th king cums bak n sees evrythin goin on
The king sees th big f n da firngi agen doin stuff! n he vomits! and the princesses get married in a beautiful ceremony with lots of laddoos bt then shubhadra kumari runs away frm da alter 2 do samaj seva! while raddyz gets married to roddicks dad but thats another story!!

Written by the Brilliant
Shubhi Nigam and Radhika Malik

Zing Xung Zang and.............well nothing!!!?

The theory states.. that in everyones life there is a Zing (a pessimistic lofer!) and there is a Zang (an optimistic fool) and then there is a Xung which is you.
Okay that doesn't make much sense.. Dont ask me what it is!!. Lol I'm still working on the theory.. hehe... anyways... The pre boards ended 5 days ago, as u can obviously see... i havent gotten any work done!! I went for a hunt for my Hershey Bars which Dad had skillfully hidden.. had an argument about how i should allowed to go to college abroad..... Called up knshu a cuple of times.... slept.. talked to my sis.... got in touch with a couple of frends........ didnt really study... unless looking at brett lee can be called studying...
So back to my theory.. Xung must mantain a balance between Zing and Zang (read: look above).. Zing normally thinks of the worst.. and needs constant reassurance .. while Zang thinks he/she is the hottest thing on the planet... and keeps pushing you to the limits.. The fact is both can become overbearing but both are impossible to live without. The key is to be able to not only mantain a balance.. but to realize their importance in your life.... For example take me(XUNG) i have a pessimistic in my life (Zing) and an optimistic (ZANG) Now they both drive me crazy... Zing with her pessimistic attitude.. how shes gonna do horribly at this exam n bluh bluh.. while ZAng cant get enough of herself... so what does me the poor child do? Well try to keep both of them at arms length... and not to stay in eithers company for tooo long
neways till then me will cm bac with another part to this saga !

just like tht!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

many yrs down the line
ill c u and say'hey its been such a long time"
ill look at u in the eye
and wonder why our friendship died
and then we'll walk away again
but deep down inside ill accuse myself for not trying

So its 12 in the afternoon.. and well i am still in my pj's got up like an hour ago.. yesterday well was awesome fun ... i guess.. but the end of the day sure had a turn of events... I guess things have a way of turning horribly wrong sometimes.. And i wish i could fix them but when things arn't in your hands its just impossible.. And i have realized something maybe we r just too yung to take anything seriously.. I mean you could feel awful at one point of time and you could be laughing your head off at another... neways before i put something i found.. and fell in love with.. i'll just like to say... its easy when other people keep joking but suddenly when you start, it becomes a fuss.. I would like people to not take offense about anything we write.. coz after all this is just a blog where we r suposed to bicker and have fun.. the day it turns into something else i guess i'll be the first one to leave.. any ways sorry to anyone who had been hurt... but please sometimes stop thinking about yourself and reflect on what you have done to others beforehand.. and then you'll see that maybe no one actually did anything to you...

i heard a little voice
telling me to shut up
i heard a little voice
telling me it wasn't my fault
i heard a little voice
telling me it wasnt me
i heard a little voice
trying to explain every single thing
i heard a little voice
to listen for a second
i heard a little voice
frustrated with me
i wish you heard that little voice
perhaps then you'd understand
it wasn't perhaps only you
but me victimising myself too
so when you decide to listen
and not just hear it alone
come and sit by me
maybe then you'll hear that little voice
then you'll know it was just actually me

love shubhs

the evening was promising-a picturesque mosaic of poetry n beauty. It was the sound of silence beckoning to me. The magnetism was palpable but I fought it n closed my groggy eyes again. I hit the sack n slipped in2 oblivion-in2 the arms of mindless slumber.
I had a strange but happy dream (thnx 2 my rich fantasy life-who else has happy dreams at 4 pm?). it was raining n I was running-for the heck of running. There was no 1 around n I tasted freedom. I knew joy n of course that song ‘I-want-2-break-free’ by queen-1 of my favourites these days besides u2 ofcourse.
It’s kind of paradoxical actually-feeling rejuvenated in the dream but bone lazy in reality. We’ve been studying 4 so long waiting 4 the exams to end. We’ve been pushed 2 the end of eternity, 2 the bottom of a chasm, 2 the edge of an abyss in the past 10 days n now that the exams have ended, I feel I don’t know what. I think it’s a lethargy born out of not knowing what to do but knowing it all the same. I can always fall back to reading something-snuggle with a book or 2 4 the impending night in my cozy bed. That’s every1’s domain. So I’ve picked up ‘the world is flat’ n ‘da vinci code.’ The latter’s 4 revision.
Actually, I feel bohemian (I’m not wearing hippie clothes but my 2nd skin jeans n favourite pink sweater). That’s it. Eating icecream n listening 2 awsum rock music(pearl jam, u2 n led zepellin).I mean who wud not? nobody under normal conditions but every1 if they've been studying 4 10 days. Almost all of pearl jam’s songs are appealing. I think there gr8 but u guys don’t hav 2 take my advice-u can choose 2 do ur-‘i-want-2-break-free'In ur own way.
joy 2 the world

How to Ruin your pre-boards!!!
This is a some step guide. To the perfect way of ruining a not very difficult pre board

1. Study everything.. Just leave the most easy part.. And i assure you thats whats going to come
2. Have a horrible French vocabulary and write stuff like (translated in english) "the blood attacked the blessed man" or "she searched for the tickets in her angry purse"
   
3. Commit mistakes in Income tax.. believe me its like a wholesale market.. (for loosing marks of course)
4. Write utter nonsense in writing skills... very good trick mind u...
   
5. Mess up your formulas!! (specially the tSA and CSA)
   
6. Waste all your time on difficult diagrams while studying, and in the end not remember the easy ones!!
7. Make sure you get up at 8 instead of the scheduled 6
8. And the master of them all... Believe a pre board can be tough.. so that when a easy one comes You suck at it

For more advise Contact me!! My expertise in this field is oceanic!! Either due to my extreme dumbness or my feeble-minded attempts at trying to give a paper. For now... i shall leave.. in the hope of ruining another easy paper... and bringing knowledge and expertise and perhaps another point to the list.
Muaah

Knsh's theory of survival

Okay maybe it isn’t Independence Day after all but oh well.
I’m going to keep it short and sweet cause I have no intentions of flunking tomorrow’s IT exam.

So, on this special occasion, which (in all practicality) marks the beginning of board preparatory leave, I have come out with a theory.

Knsh’s theory of survival states that; sheer determination (two cups café au lait and one mug of black coffee) is directly proportional to the composure that can be perpetually preserved, when one is made aware of impending ten chapters of science to be finished (for an exam the next day) at precisely seven o’clock in the evening.

In other words, I slept for two hours yesterday.
Hehee…

Musings of an exhausted soul (oh shut up rds)

• ahem.... oh well yeah you must be wondering what the hell am i doing 1 day before my pre board blogging.. After 2 fine-fine exams and 1 pathetic exam.. my will power has given into my tired brain.. who now wants my big mouth to talk.. lots of strange things have happened recently.. from us discovering the y chromosme theory (how males are asses), to some weird guy singing songs, to staying up till 1am b4 math preboard talking, to me teaching my dog to waltz instead of doin math, to me bumping into someone elses big F and then being happy for a looong time, and ofcourse me floating in the school sweatshirt (its huge) , to being pampered by my parents since they think they are neglecting me (which isnt bad) yeah and as you can see the list is quite endless...

• Another development in my life, is my mom starting to work in the office.. normally she used to work from home.. But since she has joined this place.. my life has become so beautiful.. i can do whatever i want when shes not there and whatever i want even when she is (since shes so guilty) Now i know how it felt for the people of india on 15th august. "agar jannat dharti pe hoti to.. hast hoti hast hoti" (Diwan-i-khas in Red fort, 2 much heritage im sorry) Complete freedom its nice one should try it sometime..

• I have come to the conclusion... believing you can wake up at 6 in the morning and study is completely ridiculous unless you have SSt when in that case you cant sleep the whole night.. yeah once i got up at 8 once i think 7 ...... and its even funnier when i try between exams coz the earliest i have gotten up till now is 10.. (which is quite good once you've seen my record)
  

• and now for the finale.. finally come up with i think the best theory ... (k rads contibuted too) The Y chromosome.. i think its time one stops blaming poor guys for being asses... Its just in their genes... being dumb.. singing songs.. can never be serious.. and ofcourse say stipidest things.. and ofcourse they easily think you are in love with them, and did i say attention seekers too?? But then again not their fault.. their damned genes.. if they were any better they would be female.. hehe... okay as a truth they are exceptions but mostly they just have lots of estrogen... ( k maybe not brett lee... but oh well he is toh just god) okay fine maybe there r some nice guys ie brett lee.. but well exceptions exist too... hehe like u no whome...
  

Oh wells I must go now to humble dwelling.. that is my table which houses my books which have dust all over them... and perhaps study a chapter or two.... (jhak marne keliye na) and maybe after that look one last time at brett lee.... and then maybe kiss my doggy gudnite... n msg rads to have st***my dreams.. n then go 2 sleep... (i no u didnt need al tht.. but oh well.. hehe)
u no u love me (or perhaps not)
shubhz

Things I've understood recently (plz get my tone)

1. Aarushi
   
2. why we have gotten onli 2 days for science
3. how i spent 190 bucks of my balance in 7 days (ans: Radhika Malik)
   
4. how radhika 500 bucks in 10 days (ans: not me ofcourse)
   
5. How G^ is suposed to be funny
   
6. How my parents actually believe I am studying at night
7. How being in a complete nerd class was actually so much fun
8. How Heritage was completed in a week
9. Why Aarushi makes so much sense
   
10. How people can stay offline 4 more than 2 days

Oh well.. pre boards are well 3 days away... already getting the best ol luck msges... n ... hmmm.... n if i had a crystal ball.. it wouldn't be 2 bright... After major arguments with the parentals.. I decided to stay off da net and instead comcentrate on studying.. While yesterday i did succeed. today i had to give up.... too much 2 ask frm an addict like me... But i did get some stuff done today... well some atleast... ahem ahem... anyways going to sign off.. unless the parentals decide to check up again on what their rebel of a teen is doin...
u no u love me (or u dont)
shubhs

Date Sheet

While social studies has caught a never-ending path, forcing me fill my room’s walls with papers reading the knotty names of Indian heritage, oil fields and what-not, which stare right into my face while I take a break and switch onto the dear old internet.

I, by the way, dear readers, did contemplate putting “The-rest-of-the-world-is-studying” posters near the main switch of my computer (life saver, if I might add). However, my mom suggested keeping my bright plans for the biggie: February.

And as the nights have turned into days, my mom has suggested seeing the doctor. What with the sleeping disorders, she says! What she doesn’t notice is me dozing off to sleep around the noon time. Perfect.

On the other front, the board date sheet has been released and contrary to popular belief, it is quite good, except the little French-Science part, I guess.

The CBSE Board Date Sheet (Class X):

2nd March: SST
6th March: IT
9th March: Mathematics
13th March: Sanskrit
17th March: French & German
20th March: Science
24th March: Hindi

27th March: English

I leave you with this till the end of the pre-boards. And then I shall see the dear blog again.

Jan 1

1 Jan 2006
5:15 pm-we(my brother n i) return from tennis. I am shit tired n hungry. Go for a wash. Stairway to heaven n highway to hell simultaneously playing on the background.
5:45 pm-I ask mom if the fruits in the fruit basket are washed. She says yes. I grab a ‘what-looks-like-a-golden apple’ and bite it……..no attempt to bite it. It turns out to be a…………….guess what? A cosco cricket ball. Goodbye stairway to heaven. It feels like I have taken a ‘highway to hell’ and I hear a voiceless requiem playing in the background. Half a second later I come out of this inconsequential reverie courtesy my brother’s giggles. I take an eraser and hit him with it using ipsita’s-rubber band technique. It hits him on the stomach and I congratulate myself-shot of the millennium. i see determination and anger (lethal combination-if u no what I mean-if u have a younger brother)on his face and run for my life. I lock the door after reaching the safety of my room. Start studying (civics for the first what?2 minutes followed by brett lee on my soft board)
6:00 pm- I come out in search of chocolate biscuits(there goes my nu yr resolution but hey…..whatever) and the clever fox is waiting….. waiting for the bait. He uses the same technique. The eraser hits my kneecap(clever guy, huh? But there is no kneecap reflex action). He is happy and the matter is resolved. I find my chocolate biscuits but decide to have grapes instead. I wash them and head back to my room and start solving a maths sample paper. Civics notebook looks mournful and I put it away promising to start afresh tomorrow.
The grapes by the way were sour.

That was my day. Hope u guys had a gr8 1st jan and may this yr bring us all gr8 results. Did any1 check out enya’s nu album?
Aarushi