me in front of musee de BD. comics museum 

a dude dressed up as jesus christ 

the bunch of us at girafe cafe enjoying drinks 

me, simon(my host), marion(sids host), siddarth nangia 

lycee marguerite de valois 

all of us at the aeroport 

Frenchieland Feat. Akshay and Tanya

Yes i have reached France... finalement
Its been a fun day today. Everybody had fun in the sucky Airbus Aircraft. Our idea of fun is sleeping for hours and not doing anything. Poor Akshay got crushed between Ridhi and Fatima. Anyways it was a fun 9 hours. FINE IT WAS CRAP, IT WAS BULLSHIT, WE WERE CURSING AIR FRANCE THROUGHOUT.
*tanya says: i din even sleep for hours*
*Akshay says: u slept like a log*

There was this woman called Ms Rose, who in no way resembled a rose, she wasnt even french. And she called us fools for her own foolishness. And then to make up for it she called us "sweeties"
sweeties.. my graceful ass

Important announcement: This is not a vacation; THIS IS AN ARMY CAMP... All guys(well almost) are just porterMEN.. and the girls were just blocking the way
*tanya says: we so werent*.. and then they called themselves PowerPuff Girls.. My graceful ass again
The fun part on the train was cursing all those frenchmen in Hindi.. And then there was the frenchman who was listening to "Kaliyon ka Chaman".. He was more interested in his beers
An observation i made during the train ride that the French countryside is awfully like Punjab

I am in Angouleme (dont even try to pronounce it).. which is a fun place.. The school here is like HUGE.. If you thought our school is big.. This place is 10 times bigger..

I have finally started YoYoTechnix.. My first student Ridhi Kapur.. She gave me 5 euros for that.. she will i mean

Everybody is just looking for water and places to pee.. I tell you, they dont have too much water fountains here

signing off
G
p.S.: i hereby declare that i can understand french
*Tanya was just sitting around here not doing anything actually*

Jam apple Gursartaj

Hello dear friends

There is this one person who has been commenting again and again, trying to get her point across to me. I GOT IT!.. thanks, could you like leave your name next time.

Anyways, if you haven’t already figured out my title means Je m’appelle(im not sure about the spelling..) Gursartaj, which in French means My name is Gursartaj. I have been saying that all day to all the French teachers and bugging them, especially madame ghyodhaveryy.

Like karan sir, I have been doing a test of the human mentality. He, some time back, got this small ball to school that he did not give to anyone. Now, people, as they are, called him kiddish and stuff, but at the end of it all they were begging him to give the ball. Now I decided to replace that ball with a YOYO. Yes, its lots of fun playing with a yoyo. At first, everyone called me kiddish but they’ve been after my yoyo. And I don’t get it, You guys can watch POGO and I cant play with my YOYO.

Talking about yoyos, I am joining the teaching staff of DPS R K Puram as a teacher, of course. A teacher of YOYOtechnix. Yes my friends. So now everyone has to call me Sir G. YAY!.

My room would have this really cool nameplate, which would say

Dr. Gursartaj Singh Nijjar

PGT

Ph.D. (YoYotechnix)

I really don’t have much else to say

Just wanted to let everyone know that I am not dead.

No IF

No BUT

Sirf JATT (c’est moi..muahahaha)

G

P.S.:

ITS JHAAS

Who will cry when you die?

Hello dear friends

I have just been pondering for the past few days about things which are not amusing. So, if you are thinking this will be one of my funny entries, it is not, so you may stop reading now

See, the six words mentioned in the title above have forced me to think about life. The world is a very cruel place. My point is that people in today’s world respect Money and not the person who holds the money. If the Ambanis were to go bankrupt today, they wouldn’t have a single person who would help them out. And this I say by personal experience.

When an average person dies, how many people actually mean it when they say that it was a great loss. Madhur Bhandarkar showed this aspect of humans very well in his movie Page 3, when he shows a certain woman’s funeral day and the ladies over there are discussing what to wear for the following night’s party. That’s exactly what happens in real life too. Harsh but true. People are swimming in pools of money, but do you think you can take it with you after you die.

You die the same way you were born, empty-handed.

People are distinguished as rich and poor but don’t all of them die the same way? Do the rich have some kind of miraculous deaths, I don’t think so.

Alexander the Great, had his hands laid out of his coffin to show that even though he was a great conqueror, he was still leaving this world without a thing, empty-handed.

People become great businessmen, leaders and what not but they all die.

Mario Puzo wrote, “Fools are those who die”. And to that I agree. All of us are fools, its up to you if you want to accept it or not but we still are fools. We consider ourselves great men and women but who is smart enough to dodge death, NONE. You can’t outsmart death, no one can.

All us humans are worthless, money doesn’t say what we are. As a matter of fact, it shows what we are not.

What is the purpose of life? Is it just making money? Is it just becoming great scholars? Is it living to become great selfish people? I don’t know. And I never will understand. What is this life for? I am sure God has a purpose for us but he doesn’t want us to know, yet. Throughout our lives we are restless, searching for something which is not there.

As Mr. Miyagi told Will Smith in Fresh Prince of Bel Air, “… The dragon is from within, and not from without…”. I suppose it was like that. But my point is, that whatever it is that we are searching for, is already within us.

Today, people have become so much cynical. They don’t see the eternal worth of life, they just wanna make money. I agree money is something, but its not everything. There are people, millionaires, who after a certain point of time find money worthless. That’s a totally higher and different plane than that of most of us. The higher you go, the closer you are to God.

There’s this little story I want to share with people who are still reading.

There were two little birdies that were at quite a higher plane than rest of the other creatures. They were above money and material possessions. One day they were walking down a road, and one of the birdies saw this pot of gold coins. He decided to hide it, as he did not want people to fall into greed. He started putting sand over it when the other birdie asked, “Brother, What art thou doing?”

The birdie replies, “ I am putting sand over this pot of gold coins as I don’t want people to be greedy”

So the second birdie says, “ Mitti par mitti daal raha hai?”(you are putting sand on sand?)

I decided to write the last line in hindi as the meaning doesn’t come out the same way in English.

In conclusion, I just want to say that we should realize the eternal worth of life and not just looking at the material aspect of it.

This is not some debate or speech. And I know this entry is very hazy and sketchy, but I suppose I got my point across.

Signing off

G

Kar di na Sardaron wali baat

Yes.. some people cant just resist acting like sardars... oh btw.. all sardars including me shall not take offence

Case #1
This really "smart" dude's dad is in London currently. Now, as he is in London he is using International roaming on his telephone. His dad is also very smart. He is calling from London on his home Landline. Very smart he is.

Case #2
Another extremely smart dude has gotten into Vidyamandir.. VIDYAMANDIR
And he is so smart that he is not taking VIDYAMANDIR.. and settling for some stupid NARAYANA classes.. Somebody help him

signing off
G

GANGSTA RAPPIN'

This is what the Telephone calls entry looks in raptitude language

Oui, finalizzle. le petit surd a bloggé

Yes mah friends.. I is finally back (I hizzle ta say that)

My boards ended on tha 24 ^th of March 2004, 2 days afta mah rebirth.

I have bizzle mobbin' since… mah idea of chill'n involves frontin' Da Vinci Code(I know im a bit late.. by tha wizzle jizzay 50 pages left), play'n GTA n NFS Hot Pursuit 2 on mah computa n sleep'n, eat'n, n whateva otha th'n chill'n involves , chill yo.

Nizzay in one of mah poser entries I mentioned thiznat Porsches sucked n Ferraris were much rappa n' shit. I still agree on that, but not totally. You see when I was ridin' tha game(NFS HP 2) wit tha Porsche, I used tha ride cam n using tizzy is a pain even wit a Ferrari cuz its a doggy dog world. So, I tried out tha Porsche wit tha Bumpa C-to-tha-izzam, whizzich makes th'n a hell lot easia. I realized thizzay tha Rappa Cam did wonda n I did come first in tha Porsche too. Bizzy hav'n said thizzay I would like ta add tizzy tha Ferrari stizzay handles a lot betta n helps me clock motherfucka laps… Much betta tizzy tha Porsche. Anyhow this really isn’t wizzy I intend ta rap `bout in this pizzy where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'.

Some lots of years ago, Pusha Graham Bizzell invented tha telephone. The first message ta be sizzent across tha telephone was

“Watson, Get in here!”

Now as we M-to-tha-izzight hizzy read in our science textbooks, saggin' evolve n so did tha telephone , ya feel me?.

Evolution has been described as tha gradual hatin' of organisms fizzy pre-exist'n organisms (I was gonna write orgasm here) through change since tha beginn'n of life . I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon..

Today, we see a telephone in almost every household. We also have telephizzles wit no wires, called Wireless Telephizzles.

Note fo` tha misinformed lot: Wireless telephizzles n Cellular Telephizzles is not tha same chillin' . Hollaz to the East Side. I S-H-to-tha-izzall explain those two in some lata pizzle of mine.

So as tha playa of telephizzles grew, so did tha brotha of telephone numba associated wit them (DUH!)… And now we come ta tha point where I stizzay ta explain why I am messin' this pizzle so show some love niggaz.

See, tha thing is, I HATE thugz dial'n wrong numba

Dial'n a wrong killa as tha Oxford dictionary doesn’t define is tha act of dial'n a telephone numba whizzich connects one ta a person wit whiznom he did not W-to-tha-izzish ta talk . Nigga get shut up or get wet up.

I don’t knizzow if it happens wit everyone else or nizzay but I sure do git at least one wrizzay numba telephone cizzall per day whizzay is highly frontin'. Anotha fact thizzat is bugg'n n strange is that I shot calla git these stupid calls on tha primary telephone line of our house, which fo` yo 411 has been scattered across tha hizouse via parallel connections. I always git these stupid calls on tha secondary telephone lines of mah hizouse which have been very least conveniently located in tha hizouse of mah parents on tha first floor. It so happens tizzle those phones decide ta ring only wizzy I am not in tha room, or fo` tizzle playa nobody is in that room n I hizzy ta go runn'n ta it only ta realize thiznat it was anotha village person look'n fo` his MAMAJI.

Anotha weird thing thiznat I have noticed is that these people, afta learn'n tizzy they dialed a W-R-to-tha-izzong numba, press tha REDIAL button n not go through tha pains (as if they were too M-to-tha-izzuch) of mobbin' they baller again n correctly this tizzle. So, there is 2 calls that I git from thizzat same stupid person look'n fo` his long lost brotha in tha Kumbh ka Mizzle

A few incidents

WRD- Wriznong Bitch Diala

G- y’know who

#1

WRD: Hallo! Kya main Asok(Ashok) Mizzy se baat kar sakta hoon?(May I rap ta Ashok Uncle)

G: Wrong Bitch

WRD: Hizzle? (Say what?)

G(louda):WRONG NUMBER!!!

WRD: asa.(achha/ ok)

A minute bitch

WRD: Hallo ji.. hizzle zara yeh asok mamaji ko bula do (hello.. pleaze cizzay ashok mama)

G: wrizzay gangsta

WRD: phir se? (again?)

G: yes.. slams phone dizzown

#2

WRD: hello.. haanji aap kaun bol rizzle hain (hello who is ispeak'n?)

G(translated): You tell me.. you is tha phone who called.

Brotha: NO.. you tell me who you is n I wiznill tizzell you who wizzy ta rap to.

G: No way! You T-to-tha-izzell me you tizzell me who you wanna speak ta

WRD: Where friznom you speak'n?

G: It doesn’t concern you

WRD: you connect me ta mah mamaji (again tha mama)

G: Does yo mama hizzle a nizzle?

WRD: you jizzle connect me ta mah mamaji.. I will complain ta him

G: WTF!??!?@#%@#%^@#^@#$^^@.. You wanna speak ta yo’ mama not me.. its playa if you give me his name

WRD: #some name#

G: wriznong bitch

WRD: ok

A minute lata

WRD: I wanna speak ta mah mizzle

G: oh cmizzon.. what is you??@. This is a wrizzong numba!!!!!!!

WRD fo shizzle: it cant be so.. I have dialed 4 times n I always gots a wrizzay playa. I cizzant be wrong this time.. you is hid'n mah mama.. I wizzle ta speak ta him

G: ARRRRRRRRRRRGHGHGHGHGHGHGHHHHH!….. slams phone

And yea, im not kidd'n `bout this one

But tha funniest ones is tha ones by some thugz speak'n in they native (south Indian) language

WRD: inga pinga shinga (im sorry I don’t knizzay tha language)

G(laugh'n mah ass off): ILLE… Rong Numbara..

Anyways, enough of mah stupid jokes.

I mizzay start ridin' fo` mah VMC test, as I had really good results wit it last year (izzy think?)

I really don’t hizzle straight trippin' ta write `bout.

Sign'n off

G
Pizzy: nobody ta git offended pleaze

P.S: i havent proof read this.. so ignore any "words"
G

random stuff

Hello dear friends

I blog, yet again

I really don’t have much to write about these days, so I write about anything random that comes to my mind

I gave the FIITJEE test yesterday. It was good and it was exhausting, a good 8 and a half hours. Though, the total test duration was 6 hours but I had to stay there for the above-mentioned period of time.

I have bought new shoes (NDS, I don’t buy shoes as frequently as you do). That puts my total footwear number to 4. They’re a pair of Nike Air Max Moto III, Bowerman Series’ shoes. Yes my friends, Bowerman series. For the uninformed lot, Bill Bowerman is the co-founder of NIKE. These shoes have an Air Max cushion at the back and a Zoom Air pack in the forefoot area. They’re also light, very light. That’s all I have to say about my shoes

I have also got new spectacles made. That puts my spectacle number to 5, though only 2 of them are in one piece. I have this tendency of breaking my specs. Anyhoe, coming back to the specs. The frame is by Luxotica, the group that owns Vogue, Ray Ban, Ferragamo, Bvlgari… you basically get my point. And the Lenses are by… Behold!!…

CARL ZEISS… yes the one that makes the lenses for Sony’s DigiCams. And yes, there is a difference. Oh I forgot, it’s a half-rimmed frame. I broke the last half-rimmed frame I had. Let us pray that this shall last longer than that one.

Anyways

I have a new occupation now. A rather superman like figure has given me a vardaan, I have all the powers of Superman… and Kryptonite doesn’t affect me. WOOOHOOOO… oh I forgot to tell you my new name

I am SuperSurd.

My Mission: To save the world… From George Bush(“some” people like him)

I am going to France for the Student Exchange Programme. I am waiting for it. We fly on the Friday the 13^th. Wish all goes well. We’re doing bhangra, and the women are doing some dance, I haven’t been able to figure out what it is. There are also two songs. “Some” people do not dance themselves, and are there to laugh at us guys dancing.

I must leave now.

Signing off
G

Hello

Hello dear friends.. I am sorry for the absence
It is not my fault, its Mukesh or Anil Ambani's fault, whosoever owns Reliance Infocomm. My Reliance Terminal is not working and Reliance Infocomm is very conveniently not sending anyone to fix it. Well, they just lost a customer and they will lose many other. Reliance people are not customer friendly, AT ALL!!! The other day I went to Reliance WebWorld to lodge a complaint. There were 10 customers with problems there and 8 of them were disgruntled, I didnt notice the other two.
An interesting customer there was a PUNJABI... A hardcore punjabi.. was speaking in punjabi too
he told the customer service dude: "kaka, tu counter di aiss side nu aaja, pher gal karanga.. main tainu dassda aan main kaun haan" (son, you come to the other side of the counter, we'll talk then.. i shall tell you who i am)
And the terminal is not working so I use the trustworthy, Govt. owned BSNL connection. I shall be getting a broadband connection in a few days, will shall be fun. I cant believe my dad is finally convinced that we need a broadband connection, he never listens to what I say. Ive been telling that the Zen needs new tyres but NO..!!

Anyways, heres something I wanted to share for quite a while. I was in Chandigarh(my favourite city in India), from the 1st to the 5th of April, and I also went to Punjab on the 3rd. That my friends was fun,
It was my Dad's Cousin's Daughter's Marriage, and the whole of My dad's maternal side was present, which was the main part of the fun. I seriously was laughing my butt off on everything because:
a) I could understand the Punjabi, which I always did but I never used to laugh on punjabi jokes before
b) I could reply back in Punjabi too, as I feel confident enough with my Punjabi

It was a good day, Family Reunions always are. I also met my dads uncle, Mamaji, dont laugh.. hes 95 years old.. theres a picture of me and him, will post when I get it here.

OK, one more thing, since everyone saw me after a long time. Everyone was like
"Putt, tu ta aina wadda ho gaya, jaddon pichhli vaar dekheya si, tu taan ainna jeya siga"
(Son, You've become so big, the last time I saw you, you were this little!)

There is one more thing that I learnt. You see, people have a tendency of asking "PAICHHANLEYA"(Recognised) and I, or anyone else for that matter, would always reply in the affirmative. I thought that people dont cross question after that. BUT, thats what I learnt. Someone actually asked me," Whats my name?", and fortunately enough i knew that person's name. But, going back to my village, I really dont know many people. So, the thing i learnt was that just say " HAANJI, Paichhanleya" and just move from that place.

Well, thats about it

School has started and we're not doing anything much right now.

Ill catch everyone around

G

Telephone calls

Oui, finalement.. le petit surd a bloggé

Yes my friends.. I are finally back (I hate to say that)

My boards ended on the 24^th of March 2004, 2 days after my rebirth.

I have been chilling since… my idea of chilling involves reading Da Vinci Code(I know im a bit late.. by the way, just 50 pages left), playing GTA and NFS Hot Pursuit 2 on my computer and sleeping, eating, and whatever other things chilling involves.

Now, in one of my earlier entries I mentioned that Porsches sucked and Ferraris were much better. I still agree on that, but not totally. You see when I was playing the game(NFS HP 2) with the Porsche, I used the car cam and using that is a pain even with a Ferrari. So, I tried out the Porsche with the Bumper Cam, which makes things a hell lot easier. I realized that the Bumper Cam did wonders and I did come first in the Porsche too. But, having said that I would like to add that the Ferrari still handles a lot better and helps me clock better laps… Much better than the Porsche. Anyhow this really isn’t what I intend to talk about in this post.

Some lots of years ago, Alexander Graham Bell invented the telephone. The first message to be sent across the telephone was

“Watson, Get in here!”

Now as we might have read in our science textbooks, things evolve and so did the telephone.

Evolution has been described as the gradual unfolding of organisms from pre-existing organisms (I was gonna write orgasm here) through change since the beginning of life.

Today, we see a telephone in almost every household. We also have telephones with no wires, called Wireless Telephones.

Note for the misinformed lot: Wireless telephones and Cellular Telephones are not the same thing. I shall explain those two in some later post of mine.

So as the number of telephones grew, so did the number of telephone numbers associated with them (DUH!)… And now we come to the point where I start to explain why I am writing this post.

See, the thing is, I HATE people dialing wrong numbers.

Dialing a wrong number as the Oxford dictionary doesn’t define is the act of dialing a telephone number which connects one to a person with whom he did not wish to talk.

I don’t know if it happens with everyone else or not, but I sure do get at least one wrong number telephone call per day which is highly bugging. Another fact that is bugging and strange is that I never get these stupid calls on the primary telephone line of our house, which for your information has been scattered across the house via parallel connections. I always get these stupid calls on the secondary telephone lines of my house which have been very least conveniently located in the house of my parents on the first floor. It so happens that those phones decide to ring only when I am not in the room, or for that matter nobody is in that room and I have to go running to it only to realize that it was another village person looking for his MAMAJI.

Another weird thing that I have noticed is that these people, after learning that they dialed a wrong number, press the REDIAL button and not go through the pains (as if they were too much) of dialing their number again and correctly this time. So, there are 2 calls that I get from that same stupid person looking for his long lost brother in the Kumbh ka Mela

A few incidents

WRD- Wrong Number Dialer

G- y’know who

#1

WRD: Hallo! Kya main Asok(Ashok) Mama se baat kar sakta hoon?(May I talk to Ashok Uncle)

G: Wrong Number

WRD: Hein? (Say what?)

G(louder): WRONG NUMBER!!!

WRD: asa.(achha/ ok)

A minute later

WRD: Hallo ji.. haan zara yeh asok mamaji ko bula do (hello.. please call ashok mama)

G: wrong number

WRD: phir se? (again?)

G: yes.. slams phone down

#2

WRD: hello.. haanji aap kaun bol rahe hain (hello who is ispeaking?)

G(translated): You tell me.. you are the phone who called.

WRD(translater): NO.. you tell me who you are and I will tell you who want to talk to.

G: No way! You tell me you tell me who you wanna speak to

WRD: Where from you speaking?

G: It doesn’t concern you

WRD: you connect me to my mamaji (again the mama)

G: Does your mama have a name?

WRD: you just connect me to my mamaji.. I will complain to him

G: WTF!??!?@#%@#%^@#^@#$^^@.. You wanna speak to yo’ mama not me.. its better if you give me his name

WRD: #some name#

G: wrong number

WRD: ok

A minute later

WRD: I wanna speak to my mama

G: oh cmon.. what are you??@. This is a wrong number!!!!!!!!

WRD: it cant be so.. I have dialed 4 times and I always got a wrong number.. I cant be wrong this time.. you are hiding my mama.. I want to speak to him

G: ARRRRRRRRRRRGHGHGHGHGHGHGHHHHH!….. slams phone

And yea, im not kidding about this one

But the funniest ones are the ones by some people speaking in their native (south Indian) language

WRD: inga pinga shinga (im sorry I don’t know the language)

G(laughing my ass off): ILLE… Rong Numbara..

Anyways, enough of my stupid jokes.

I must start studying for my VMC test, as I had really good results with it last year (you think?)

I really don’t have anything to write about.

Signing off

G
P.S.: nobody to get offended please

Just to announce that my boards are over
i have lost my blog drive and i am suffering from a bloggers' block
G

i found this lying on my bed.. mustve got crushed under me while i was sleeping.. wonder how this one was in one piece... /* backgrnd music- MAAR DALA.. HOOO MAR DALA from devdas?*/ 

the weather was gr8 yesterday 

ze gateau 

ze present from my sistah 

ze 16 year old kid.. i really dont look like one 

LALAALALLAAA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
yea im 16.. dont wanna be 16
its real freaky i tell u..
SIXTEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
hmm..
laterz
G

YOW.. EVERYBODY.. HOW Y'ALL doing.. this is Nelly G.. WA'UP? 

GEMINEM!! 

WADUP

Hello dear friends

Its been 2 more boards.. both were fine.. lets not discuss it

4 out of 6 complete.. 2 more to go

Rhea this is my last warning to you against calling me whatever you call me.

So how is everyone doing?

NDS seems to be jumping with joy because she is free of all work

So yesterday my dad got me this supercool 2 volume book set on Mercedes Benz.. Its like the supercoolest thing you can ever have.

As you can see, I am now part of blogstreet India and blogshares. Do buy some of the shares.. but click on the lower link

I also bought Tommy Hilfiger Underwear, It was funny. I remember the last time I went to Shoppers’ Stop, this guy walked in front of some Tommy Hilfiger above-mentioned, and shouted, “ KACHHHAAA!”.. I was thinking to my self “ DUDE! HAVE YOU NO SENSE?”. I don’t know what made him say that. Maybe it was the sight of designer underwear or the sight extremely bright coloured underwear, whatever it was it surely was underwear.( Rashi, I know you like underwear talk!)

Note to Bhavya: Rashi liked your part on to wear or not to wear underwear.

Avani had her birthday yesterday, belated one to her.. I wished her though.

Dhruv Khattar’s birday is coming and so is mine

Rhea, question for you: When’s mine?

Oh and btw I am really offended when people forget my birthday so find out soon.

I have also been successful in proving that Rashi is an Angrez. Yes, my friends I hate to see it but she admitted it. She calls herself Punjabi but nonetheless she is an angrez.

There is not much to say these days

Tanya P. has acquired a spot in the world standing still championship. She is currently world no. 4 but with her determination she is ready to be world no. 1. Best of luck to her

And best of luck to me for the rest of my exams

Signing off

G

Helloz

Helloz dear friends

I was just watching Discovery Channel today, y'know my sucky cable operator has this policy of not showing such channels in English and I, have to watch them in Hindi.. It gets a bit irritating sometimes.
you see, one has to listen to dubbed dialogues which is not well viewable.. Its better if they give subtitles
Plus, these people, sometimes do the literal translation of the words without actually thinking what the whole sentence would mean
eg. in English
On discovery, they were telecasting Junkyard Wars.. and this guy was getting his haircut done from his teammate.. The haircut made him look better so the woman on Junkyard wars said," You look really cool like this"
Great.. we all know what cool here means.. It means, the dude was looking better and well good
so, the pinheads at the translation department, do their job well(just translating)
Here's how the sentence came out in Hindi ," Tum toh ekdum thande lag rahe ho".. i agree that this sentence tries to convey the meaning of cool but it is not right.. and im not kidding.. the woman did call the man thanda.. i mean, is this a Coke commercial?. is the man available for PAANCH? no he isnt
it would have been better if they used the word Bindaas or Jhakkaas(this by the way, was part of abhishek suri's email id).. gawd!.
or it could also have been a collection of different words, doesnt have to be just one word.
for eg again.
its Table Tennis in English.. but what do they call it in Hindi
guess?
Hari mez par de tapa-tap ley tapa-tap (on a green table, give tapatap and take tapatap)
even my english translation doesnt make sense, it shouldnt!
Question for you people: Whats Cricket in Hindi?
anyways
its good to take a break between exams.
Rhea, certainly has some stinkingly rich friends(who don't know what the colour of their car is?)

This post was randomly selected by my brain and the thoughts and ideas described here are also in random orderm and may be dumb/stupid/ confusing.. BUT HEY.. IM GIVING MY BOARDS
anyways
gotta go
signing off
G
P.S.: Mr. Skarans and other members of the Grammar regulation department, I request you to not consider these posts for penalisation

Bas AISSE Hi - II

Hello fellow exam giving friends
Today i had the AISSE Introductory IT exam and it was something of nothing
i studied for 2 hours for it and im expecting good marks
anyways next is maths
signing off
G

Bas AISSE hi

Yes My Friends AISSE hi
Aisse Hi because i hadnt posted and was getting requests from some people
AISSE Hi coz i had my first board exam today- SST
Now you see AISSE- means the All India Secondary School Examination and i had my very first one of it(yea i know i already said that)

Now you see SST is a very complicated subject with lots of complications which leaves the learner subject(read- student) complicated over the fact that is there a complication in studying. Now this may lead to another complication which is, whether the complicated student in concern should go over the whole complicated course or just do some part of the complications and leave himself less complications. Now, further, there can be another complication which is, that the complicated questions of the above mentioned complicated subject may not come from the part of the complicated part of the subject that the complicated student may have studied. And that my friends is the end of all complications. Not Yet!

Now you see, The CBSE Board has the complicated method of printing out 3 complicated sets. And Set 3 was the most complicated. 'Nuff said. Not that i got set 3 but i sure do sympathize with those who did

To cut to the chase.. my exam went pretty good.

Rhea(Avani, you can stop thinking) and I were in the same room, but it did not make much of a difference as well we were both writing our answers and none of us had the time to have our long-stares-and-then-be-caught-staring moments as we do in our french class. I did manage to look at her when i had finished but she was still writing and smiling with Mr. Rohan Joshua, or Joshu as she calls him.... hmmm...

Anyways, 5 more to go and 20 days are left. I am in total PayPuh® mode. Thank you everyone who wished me luck and wish me again.
Next is Introductory IT but right now im gonna study for Maths. I just hope Maths including the others go well. Basically, all of them

Now signing off
till the next edition of Bas AISSE hi
G

yeh kahan se kahan aa gaye hum.. baby gudi 

Heir to the Throne of Punjab... DONT MESS AVEC MOI 

Guess whos all grown up?... 

$ 10 Billion is my last offer... Take it or leave it 

Bloggiversary

Well Hello
My studies are going great
Just here to wish my blog a happy birthday
Its One Year OLD
1...1...1..1...1
Actually the official birthday is tomorrow but i dont know if i will get the time tomorrow or not so anyways
signing off
G

I was just thinking

Hello again

Yea I was just thinking, what would happen if 2005 were to be declared the year of homosexual persons. Don’t ask me where that comes from.

For one, there would be a new worldwide chain of gay stores, offering gay stuff for gay people: Boys ‘R Us.

At the end of a prayer, instead of saying Amen, gay people would say: (G)A(Y)Men

The word of the year 2005 would be… drumroll…..: Fantabulous(picked this up from Will and Grace)

The new agenda on the hands of each country worldwide would be: Are heterosexual marriages justified?

There would be happier marriages, as there would be fewer fights over who left the toilet seat up.

The punchline everyone would die for… Do you have the Balls (pun intended)?

All the fashion designers would be more open about their relationships.

Pop music would be more appreciated.

Bill Gates would take on the new name: Ball Gaytes and introduces a new game, Balls for Windows.

Martin Luther King’s dream would be: I have a dream, I have a dream that little gay boys join hands with other little gay boys and little gay girls join hands with other little gay girls…

Michael Jackson would move out of trial.

Kids would proudly say: I have two mommies/ daddies.

Chandler’s dad wouldn’t be an embarrassment anymore (well not totally).

Okay damn, its hard thinking so much. I am sorry for boring the shit out of you but damn!… this came out worse than I expected

Signing off

G

V day

What is Valentines Day?

It’s a stupid cupid occasion every 14^th day of February. You will know its V-day when all you see in the markets is a deep shade of red. It’s a stupid day for me, NDS, Rhea who have no dates and have nothing to do other than study, work or go to a party without a date. I do not remember what is the origin of this occasion, although its there in today’s Delhi Times. All I know is, there’s a little naked baby with wings who has a sharp eye for targets. Even though he’s a baby, you should not be mistaken about his shooting abilities. He uses state-of-the-dart arrows which have love potions at their ends, and when the hit someone, that person falls in love. What a crappy story about a naked baby. Hell all babies are naked. And what difference does it make if they’re naked or not, they’re babies!

Its just something stupid. A dumb reason for picking a man’s pocket every 14^th day of February. Why don’t we realize that all she wants is a free lunch, chocolates and roses.

Anyways

I had something else planned for this entry, but im not writing that. It was not an original. I haven’t been able to come up with anything original for quite a long time now.

Signing off

G
P.S: Rhea, you're getting lucky tonight

Crazy Laws

I was going over Saturday Extra that comes with Tribune
The following are some crazy laws i found

Lorenz's Law of Mechanical Repair
After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch

Anthony's Law of the workshop
Any tool, when dropped, will roll to least accessible corner

Kovac's Conundrum
When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one

Cannon's Karmic Law
If you tell your boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the next morning you will have a flat tire.

O'Brien's Variation Law
If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now

I have found these to be inevitably true
Signing off
G

OF influences, surveys, Rhea, and others

Hello y’all
Exam season is on and I am under PayPuh Mode.
First of all, Bloggiversary is coming sometime in the last week of February. I may not be able to post but you can check up the date and wish my blog a happy birthday. its 26th i think. or 23rd.

OK, rhea’s recent entry was something on difference in opinion. She conducted a survey of how people view things differently and bringing the humour out of it. She took down a few words we use everyday and brought out the meaning they had to different people. Taking inspiration from Rhea I write about certain things of my own, though not in a way similar to that of hers. Rhea, this ones for you coz you’ve taken inspiration from me a lot of times, sorta like I owe you this one.
Music.
Now music is something, which everyone has heard and, well, has made attempts at making it too but not with much success. Music derives its meaning from some ancient word that I can’t seem to remember right now. In earlier times, music used to Beethoven, Mozart and Operas. Nowadays, music is made of the above-mentioned three plus also Rock, Rap, Hip-Hop, etc. So I conducted a hypothetical survey of my own. The answers given by the people here are meant to be funny, I request you not to take offence. The people here are the Crazy Fan type(CF), the Rhea type(R), and the Gudi Type(G).

What is Pop Music?
CF: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!! OOOHH MICHAEL( substitute Michael with other sorts of names).. Can I have your autograph

R: hmmm.. I dno.. I haven’t studied

G: It may be of 2 categories
1. The boy bands- which consists of a bunch of gay men desperately trying to sound like women. These bunch usually break up after 3 successful albums. The buyers of these successful albums are little 11-year-old male kids, 9-11 year old female kids and the Crazy Fans. The lyrics consist of nothing but of their trials to get a certain woman (which wont ever happen coz they are gay)
2. The women singers- these are 18-whichever year old women desperately trying to gain attention by wearing the minimum amount of clothing as possible. The fans here are the men who really want to see the little clothing rather than listen to their songs, which are nothing but same as the boy band music. The women here are purely britney spears’ aspirants, or maybe the other ones too.
3. This is not a category. Others may just be single men or a group of women, which are no different than the above-mentioned

What is Rock Music?
CF: refer to reply of CF in the above question. Just substitute Michael with something Rocky

R: Gudu, yaar I told you I haven’t studied.

G: I love this genre, just giving this answer to make it sound funny. Bunch of non-gay men or women, each with his/her own guitar/ drum set/ or a microphone making good music, but not always. The turnout of dumb, wannabe school bands playing would be Karan’s Rock Show entry. This can also be subdivided into
1. Punk Rock: Little Rebel kids with weird hairstyles, shouting into the mics and striking any chord combination. Makes me sick.
2. Soft Rock: Also known as Sting, or Bryan Adams, or the other similar sounding dudes. This is good.
3. Hard Rock: Grown up men or not rebel kids with or without long hair turning up the heat with great music. Guns N’ Roses.. wooohooo. These bands normally stay together but GNR didn’t.
4. I dno there are lots of other types of rock styles. This is the best genre.

What is Metal?

CF: OOOHHH???? AAAAHHH??? I don’t know, I’m just here for an autograph.

R: This I know, The musicians make songs out of names of metals. For example,
Gold met Silver
My daddy’s a builder,
Rest is on the bopper
My babes a copper… like that. Get it?
Yaar, ive warned about my dipping sense of humour. Tulu for now

G: I really don’t listen to this. Its just bunch’a really loud men making really bad rock music. Well people like it so I don’t care.

What is Punjabi music?

CF: tunak tunak tun. Tunak tunak tun, ta ra ra ra. I need auttograaaph(Punjabi style)

R: uhhh…uhhh.. I know this.. uhhhh.. uhhhh

G: It’s the music of Punjab, the land where I come from. Earlier it used to be great with Gurdas Mann and the other good people but nowadays its just another person from every gully trying his level best to sing some words in a certain tune, which has dhols playing. The condition can be very well seen by the music made by some Balkar Sidhu, saying
Lak tunu tunu, Lak tunu tunu. Or
Laung Tabeetariyan.
I don’t get a word of it.
Folk music is good.

What is the Disco Music?

CF: You should be dancing, yeah!! Night fever, Night Fever!!.. and others

R: the music played in discos

G: yes, the music played in discos or little zens with totally tinted glasses. All you can hear out of them is DHIK CHIK DHIK CHIK DHIK CHIK.. I wonder how people can dance to anything the stupid DJ plays. The stupid DJ here refers to the kind of DJs we have been getting to our school for our carnivals. There are some good DJs out there too. Disco music may also include Daft Punk which has songs which go like
Constant guitar jhinging in the background
One more time, ooohh yeaah,, uh huh, al rite, we got the dancing(played in a loop for 5 minutes)

What is Hip-Hop Music?

CF: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!! OOOHH JAYZ( substitute Jayz with other sorts of names).. Can I have your autograph

R: little bunnies going hipping and hopping

G: yea that’s what im talking about. I love this one too. Basically it’s one black guy(with the exception of one or two) speaking at a rate faster than a Jet plane and another black guy (with the same exception) singing in a good tune to some good beats and young black or white women in bikinis. The videos of these songs are normally shot in nightclubs or by the pool.

What is Rap music?

CF: the same again

R: Eminem

G: Right said rhea, it does include Eminem, the only white guy in the rap industry (though im not very sure). This includes one black guy (with the exception of eminem) against another one trying to battle it out with spontaneous mixture of words.

What is Safri- Duo music?

CF: why do you want me to repeat the same answer again and again.

R: yaar gudi, stop it!

G: 2 close friends or brothers beating kitchen utensils with sticks.

End of survey
I am now out of music genres or my mind has stopped working

Anyways
You see, last night I had this person in my class accusing me of having become cheap. For those of you who know me, ive always been like that, Im a pervert… Most of the guys are, and as Mr. Skaranses says, a qualified dipsite can churn something perverted out of anything normal in about 0.62378 seconds. I’m on about 1.2376 seconds. So as she was saying, she accused me of having turned cheap and that I wasn’t her friend anymore. Well, for Chrissake, can you please explain what you mean by a friend. Go ask Rhea, she’ll tell you what a friend is. I don’t have “friends”, I don’t consider anyone a “friend” coz we all are nothing but a bunch of backstabbers waiting for the perfect opportunity to backstab. I didn’t want this to be part of my entry but ahh well.. feels good to have it off me.


Signing off
G

Attraction

Theory of Attraction

No, this is not anything based on the movie starring Pierce Brosnan and Julianne Moore. I was just wondering that, well, since there are laws for most of the things in life, why not have a certain theory written out for attraction. So here goes…

# 1

In this universe, For a Human to be attracted to another human, that human must have met the other human at least once in his own lifetime.

Extension of the statement:

If the human dreams about the other human then it is not attraction, since the human has not met the person but if the dream is about a person who one has already met then it may come under the purview of attraction partially.

This law is also known as the Boy meets Girl Act.

# 2

In this universe, the total amount of attraction is not a constant; it increases with the increase in population of the humans and hence is directly proportional to it.

T(A) ~ P

# 3

During the process of attraction, one of the two members involved in the act must hate the other in the beginning or it won’t result in true attraction.

# 4

The force of attraction may be described as the individual liking of each of the two persons towards the other upon the distance between them.

F ~ L₁L₂

       r

F = C L₁L₂

         r

Here, C is the constant which is equivalent to total amount of Love present in the world

# 5

Love can not be created, nor be destroyed, it can only be transferred from one person to another. This is also known as Law of Conservation of Love.

Note: these statements only apply to humans as we haven’t been able to find any signs of alien life forms

Boring! Yet again

G

WUP?

Hello all

I blog yet again

The day I last posted was the last day of my written preboard examinations

i have found a new way to say wassup btw. just look at the title.

There is a sort of a tradition with students that we all go and hang out together at some place after the last exam, and yes I take part in this tradition too. Ok, so I have participated just once. Anyways, so we all had plans to come to my place, or not come to my place but come to NOIDA and catch a movie at Waves. Good enough. Everything was set, until the next morning, Shivansh blurts out: my car needs to go back early. Jalta who was in no mood to come to Noida,(as could be seen from his face and body language) says: yea yea, we’ll go to Saket. Mr. Jalta, here, thinks Noida is oh so far away, I would say to him: Son, USE DND FLYWAY, SPEND Rs. 16. So they pretty much happily abandoned me. Do I give a damn? NOPE. I know they didn’t want me to be there. I Accept. Period. Now I am pretty much happy that our sections are changing.

Ive bin wanting to use period in one of my posts (:))

Moving on.. Rhea seems to have entered into Flashback mode, as can be seen from her entries. Rhea, MOVE ON. She hasn’t been studying for her exams. Rhea you stupid girl, STUDY!

OK, remember Bhavyas post about the Geyser burst thing. Well, something quite similar happened at my place yesterday. The geyser in one of the bathrooms of my house suddenly started making funny noises. This geyser happens to be the one with the largest storage capacity, so this is a great setback for the bathers of the Nijjar family (which is everyone). I switched it off. Then the geyser starts letting out water from everywhere. It reminded of one of those not-so-horror scenes in movies when they show dead people coming up from their graves and you see those green, slimy, blood-bereft hands. Doesn’t make sense. Nevermind

I had my science practical exam on 25^th, which went pretty well. It wasn’t as bad as I had expected it to be. As a matter of fact, it was quite easy. First was the physics one. You see, they had these sheets which had the aim of the experiment already written on them. Yea I was thinking I would get the one with the Ohm’s Law, and unsurprisingly enough I did. I was the only one in the class who got that. And guess what, I nailed it. I thought it was a bit tricky but it wasn’t. Deepika Parashari(DP) was helpful; she told me that the arrangement had already been made and I just needed to get the observations. Unsurprisingly enough again, the arrangement was bl@#%^%@, meaning not correct. So I made it again. All done. DP was quite happy and impressed with me for having done it with no problems at all. Woooohoooo

Chemistry was weird. We were doing the experiments together(know wat I mean?). Bio teacher told me shes gonna gimme full. So. Wooohooo again. And surprisingly she had no questions for me, so as a last measure she asked me the definition of Photosynthesis(). Enough of that.

Its been snowing in good ol’ shimla. DAMN!. I had the perfect chance to witness it if it hadn’t been for the Aptitude test and the practicals.

Remember Akhil’s Nand Bhawan entry. I have a similar experience to share.

Last night, there was some kind of bhajan marathon in the park in front of my house. I fail to understand why these people cant have these bhajan ceremonies within the walls of their houses and secondly why are the bhajans sung to the tunes of stupid songs. Ever heard those Punjabi songs which go something something and then AAHO AAHO! in the middle, if you haven’t then hear them, well there was this bhajan going something something and then JAI HO JAI HO. Tsk tsk. And then there were the bhajans sung to the tunes of traditional Punjabi boliyaan, manav might know what they are.

I also happened to catch the Page 3 flick at Waves. I aint no NDS or nothing but I can still give a slight review of the movies.

Its not a bad movie actually. Madhur Bhandarkar has done a good job on bringing out the actual reality behind the P3P (page 3 people). I liked this one dialogue, “There are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies”. I don’t know about the permanent enemies part I sure do agree with it on the friends part. One thing I hated was the fake, weird accents of the people in the movie. SON, you could have made the movie in HINDI too. All said, 3.5 stars on 5

Anyways, Ive been playing the demo of a certain game called Need For Speed Hot Pursuit 2. I love racing games and I love cars. One thing I have learnt is, I should take the Ferrari 360 spider over the Porsche 911 turbo. Its not that I like the Porsche less but I love the Ferrari more. You see, the Porsche pretty much sucks in the game. It hardly ever gets over the 200kph mark even in 5^th gear, whereas the horse is easy going at 220kph even in 4^th gear. As a matter of fact, it goes upto 235 in 4^th. Cool. Also, the Ferrari is faster than the Porsche in terms of acceleration. The Porsches never manage to get anything above than 5^th place out of 6 cars. When I take the Porsche I get 4^th, that’s cause there are 2 more. The Ferrari gets me 2nd

And I hate policemen with Porsche. Not that there are any in real life but they do exist in the game. They have this stupid policy of reversing to catch another speeder when Im doing this extremely good lap. Damn them. Plus, its because of them that I never manage to get a 1^st place. At the end of the last lap, they bang into me or whatever and I always get 2^nd place. Damn them again. Plus they’re a useless lot, they never manage to catch me unless there are another 2 Porsches which bang into me. Damn those Porsches.

This was a pretty much useless entry. Damn

I gtg now

Signing off

G

Its been a long time

Yes it has
20 long days before i last posted.
To begin with i would like to wish everyone a very happy new year
I had my preboards and i was studying. They went not too bad
Today was the introductory information technology preboard and it was like so short and we had 2.5 hours to do it.
I finally got a 6600. My dad walks into my room the other day and says," Son, you take this phone from me and gimme yours, i cant use this''.
Me," Gladly!"
I shall write again when i have something to write about
till then
byebye
G

Happy New Year

This is just to say
HAPPY NEW YEAR
i shall do a follow up later
G

"Yeh Dosti hum nahin todenge

Todenge dil magar

Tera saath na chhodenge"

I do not remember the exact wordings of this song

FRIENDS

Hello everyone
So as this year comes to an end and so does class 10(It pretty much has come to an end). I decided to do an entry on all my pals and friends of Class X-F batch 2004-05

Abhishek Suri a.k.a. Suri, Fellow Junior Coordinator and one of the heaviest people of our class. He fits the definition of what you may call BIG. Exun was the BIG one in terms of symposiums. Suri is the BIG one in terms of humans. Weighing in at 170 pounds and standing tall at 5 feet 10 something inches, he can sure beat the shit out of Rey Mysterio(I’ve heard this kid is small). He walks as if hes Godzilla. Doesn’t know how to tie a tie-knot. Buys a car in about every 4 months. Recent acquisition- Grand Vitara XL 7. He just has one pair of jeans, Wu-Tang one, which he wears to any and every occasion possible. Born on 23rd August. He also is a good friend of mine.

Akshat Verma- Punching bag of DPS bus route no. 42. Poor boy has been mocked at for the past 5 years and now he pretty much enjoys it. Often makes a fool of himself and laughs at it altogether. Happens to be good friend and lives quite near to my place. Has recently bought a Škoda Octavia Rider 1.8. Lost all senses when he was hit by a moving glass window in a bus, which has left a bump ever since. He also enjoys diving everywhere and anywhere. Jumped off his roof once trying to elope with monkeys but broke his leg and he has settled since then.

Akshay Johar- yea our moving Sony Ericsson shop. Gets the latest SE phones thanks to his Dadday. He’s one of the funniest people of our class and can form humour almost out of anything. It gets a bit “extra” sometimes, but its OK. A weird bulge can be always seen in his pants though, scientists have not been able to give a concrete explanation of the presence of that bulge. Fun dude.

Anjaneya Das- The Das Man from Bihar. He happens to be the punching bag of our class and has never refused to the occasional PM(public maar). People have often been able to kick him somewhere or the other.

Ankita Oberoi- Her last name may also be pronounced as OhBoy!. owns a Merc C-Class. Shes big, and was earlier known as the BIG SHOW.

Anubhav Jalta- also referred to as Jalta or Jolta. Hes the god of spontaneous laughter. He can make you laugh in an instant but don’t try his patience, he gets real BAD sometimes. And, when hes Mad, try to stay out of his line of sight coz he just beats up anyone in focus(happened with Nitish, so..). Famous for borrowing pens. Credited with creating the character- Bholaram Batliwala

Arjun Aggarwal- Another punching bag. All he has done in the past 5 years is gain weight.

Arjun Gehlot- From Rajasthan with lotsa dough, and I mean literally. Has a Bee-Emm-err. I dno how many Hondas and what not. He is very good friend. Basketball Champion. Is Big, Fat and proud of it.

Arjan Singh Soni- the ASS. He’s my surd homie. We together have dominated the Surd Tag Team Championship Title for the past 5 years. Nobody gets away with beating any one of us. Our favourite target- Anubhav Jalta. Can make you laugh non-stop. Also referred to as Manmohan Singh.

Asiya Khan- Music lover and likes action games. Fan of Prince of Persia. Her loves are always referred to as Oliver Kahn

Dhruv Kumar- famous for his instant desk banging actions. Eats like a dog, I tell you. Can gobble down 3 pizzas, 3 cokes, and one bucket of ice cream in less than 30 minutes. He is very funny, especially when it comes to making fun of names and other words, which he sometimes doesn’t hear properly. Also, fellow JC(not Jesus Christ). Full of knowledge.

Harshit Rewari- Tall and very thin. Talks as if he just walked out of a bar after drinking down 10 shots of vodka. He is smart though.

Hemant Nigam- a.k.a. Chicken Momo. This fat fan of Homer Simpson is one of the funniest Basketball players you would ever see. Hes intelligent.. S M R T!! A modern migrant, but now has become a true dipsite

Kunal Naithani- tall man, hard to beat when it comes to basketball. Sorry about the bball fights man. Hes a bit self-conscious

Kartikeya Khanna- another monkeybone. Famous for his obsession for undigested waste that normally comes out of animals. A student at FTC.

Keerti Kataria- Shes the funniest female you’re ever gonna meet. Gets hyper most of the times, stays hyper most of the times. But she gets serious too. Don’t mess with her nahin toh…… Shes a good artist too, any artwork and shes there baby. She loves rings, one on each finger.

Nitish Bhardwaj- Poor guy. Brainless. Always upto something or the other. Yea but hes fun sometimes. Famous for getting 300 chewing gums to our class picnic this year.

Nivedana Jalan- Our class’ singer. She has a fetish for drummers and a total dislike for Raghav Malhotra.

Nitin Sagar Sahgal- Used to be a good friend in junior school.

Piyush Sahay- Another one from Bihar. Hes just the opposite of what he looks. Most serious dude ive ever seen but when it comes to basketball, everyone is least serious.

Raghav Malhotra- Yea the crow. Although he is a crow but still has failed his flying exam 14 times in a row, after that he just gave up. He is credited with creation of the term “extra” and the phrase “chalau chalau ab chal bhi lau”. Born enemy of Nivedana Jalan

Rishi Taneja- You need an appointment if you need to meet him in school. Graces the occasion with his presence in school only on tuesdays and thursdays

Rohit Garg- Dead Man Walking. This guy is too damn serious. But, he can kick some butt too. GTA fan and knows stuff about computers.

Ragini Dasgupta- undoubtedly.. Mouse Killer Jr. She has a habit of stretching words while speaking. Has contagious laughter.. just like her mamma.

Savinay Kapur- Da Bond. Topper of class X and good friend. Comes up with funny stuff once in a while. We’ve taught him a lot I must say.

Sidharth Dhar- Tallest person in our class as of now. He is a good person to know and when you need help.

Shantanu “chhotu” Sinha- Cry baby. Hes also a topper and he stands tall at 4 feet something. Cries a lot. I remember a Bengali teacher giving him extra marks coz he was crying.

Shivansh “Short man” Saurabh- the life of our class. Hes damn funny. Right now chasing kickass. His back hurts coz of all the pats ive given him. Nice dude. Currently living in denial coz all his women have abandoned him.

Tanya Shukla- yea yea.. u guys keep ur mouths shut and dont get no ideas here. She has a brain comparable to that of a blonde(no hard feelings here). Another singer and apparently career oriented too. Plans to become a doctor. Recent acquisition- Camry(I think!)

Tarun Nagar- Some people may be against him but hes a good man. Can make the whole class laugh in a matter of 1.2765 seconds.

If anyone feels left out here. Please tell me. Its unintentional, I just don’t remember who all are there in our class. I don’t have a class list either.

Its been good knowing everyone, some people hated me in the beginning but opinions change and I did too, and we became good friends. Im not saying goodbye here, its just a temporary separation that wont make a difference. Awryt then. Best of luck to everyone in life and remember me. I hope ive been a good GUDI.

Also, for those of you who haven’t filled my slam book(courtesy Keerti), please do so

Signing off
G
P.S.: ever, if tears start rolling down your cheeks remember da M, remember tha E, put em together and u remember ME and all the crazy stuff I did.

Hello all
Me has been studying.
I just wrote this entry to write about "the news"
First of all, I would say hats off to Mrs. Chona for still saving the person involved in the case by submitting a report which said something about him having a bright future in sports. I am short of words here Ma'am, after all that has happened you still go out and support him. You truly are a PRINCIPAL.

Thats pretty much it.
G
P.S.: this is one of my last posts

Hello y'all
wassup with everyone
Sorry for my absence but didn't get the time, neither did I have anything to blog about. So, as you all know our class 10th has pretty much come to an end and this is the time when everyone's busy studying for pre-boards. Also, our school had the great idea of having pre-pre-boards but luckily enough we just have one. S.St. is on monday and im studying for it. There are 19 chapters. It is a large number but the content is nothing as compared to what our friends had 2 years back.
Anyways, Codewars 2004 was held at Delhi Public School, Vasant Kunj and as Dhruv says it is one of the best events of the year after Access. Dhruv and myself came 1st in Junior quiz henceforth breaking the jinx of us never getting a position above 2nd. This also marks are second back-to-back win at Codewars where last year the three of us, Dhruv, me and suri came 1st in JQ. But this year, they had only 2 participants per team. The JQ was real fun. We were sort of in the lead from the beginning but the points difference was not much. Till the end the difference was 10 points which led us to our victory. We gave good answers and some good though-about flukes too. We got the overall runners up trophy because of the damned tecathlon event which we had almost figured out.
So, i dont have much to write about but rhea had been insisting me to write something so i did.
Will come back later
G

arjan prays.. jalta holds his own 

shivansh is karata kid.. we're the men in blue(jeans atleast) 

shivansh without his cap.. lets go wilddd 

wazzzaaappp 

akshat replacing aggarwal 

L to R: dhruv, suraj, me, suri(caught b/w 2 sardars), arjan, arjun aggarwal 

Thats a pole dancing performance by Jalta and shivansh.. HORNYYY!! 

akshat, the man, takes a dive for it. He did it again action replay so i could get a moment of it 

Yea well!

hello my friends!
I now have a different blogging schedule, which is whenever i feel like mostly once a week. So its been an eventful and an uneventful week for me. Lets say it was a week like no other

OK so, my last post was on monday and today is sunday. I dont remember what happened with me up until thursday coz well all that happened has been forgettable.
Anyhoe

Friday was MUN day, which basically meant good food since it was being organised at IHC, India Habitat Centre. It is quite a huge place. I went to school, from where we were to go to IHC. We made a big mistake by waiting for KSTG, Kaumudi Sharma The Great, to come and inform her that we are leaving. She basically has this tendency of just speaking too much. Anyways, so we basically stood around and finally entered the bus. Guess whos sitting right in front of us? None other than the Crazy dude MANAV KAPURA. The punjab-obsessed french-o-maniac.
Anant Dang walks in and says, "Manav, i will sit with you only if you do not feel me".hehe
We had some discussions about Punjab and further discussions on punjabi profanities.
then the hottest topic in town these days. The video
Somebody said, her daddy tried suicide, i dno if its true. Manav basically made a little song out of it


We had some discussions on the dialogues of the video and what not.
We finally reached IHC where we had nothing much to do for a long time. In the mean time i managed to somewhat finish my chem prac file.
Ok up until lunch time we practically had nothing to do, so we simply gorged on food
as suri said," yahan par kuchh toh karna hai na"

After lunch, i go begging after people to gimme work. Jai Dehadrai was the first one to give me work and i sure loved it. It is fun doing fast typing. After that, everything was like swooooshh.....
Thats pretty much mun. i really wanted to go today but my mom refused straight away. i really regret this

So, Yesterday was our class picnic. It was fun and senti for me as it was our last picnic together. so anyways, any plans of playing were squashed by some drunkard who comes to us and tells us not to play.
" Yeh Asia ka number one parak hai.. yahaan par khelna mana hai.. 5000 ka fine hai"
tarun says,"haan haan koi baat nahin, hum bahut fees dete hain.. adjust kar lenge"

So we stopped for some time and went sightseeing. Couple seeing rather. We bugged this one couple so much that they called the police.. hahaha.. that sure was fun

Akshat, has proved that he loves to dive. You see there is a water recharge pit in lodhi garden and it was full of water yesterday. Our ball went into it and akshat went running after it. Dhruv shouts ," dive maar dive maar" and gess what. Akshat slips and goes in.

I made a full mockery of asias number one parak
Then, as i had my digicam, we decided to get some pics. We got some pics and some wild videos(normal wildness).

there is nothing more to say. I just hope that we guys remain friends forever as our sections are gonna be changed and basically now is the time when every1s gonna choose their path in life
Best of luck to all.. and please do me a favour, dont forget me
signing off
G

And so...

Hey Y'all!
The last 2 posts were just to show how true some online quizzes can be. I myself do not believe in such quizzes but these 2 have certainly changed my perspective about online quizzes. I do not know how they did it but they did it.

So anyways, Our school reputation has gone down the drain. What took years to build has been washed away by 2 people in a matter of 2 minutes 37 seconds. In the past 4 days the media has been successful in making a mockery of Delhi Public School, R.K Puram and we dipsites aint happy about it, though, surely, the modernites are. DAMN!!!! It all started a week back when HT(a newspaper i hate) wrote about the incident maintaining anonymity about the school and the participants of the act. Oh but then it ended, TOI(a newspaper i like) wrote about it left, right and center. I mean come on. So it started, all newspapers wrote about it. It became a national issue.

Is there too much sex in our public schools?

Is sex prevalant taking into account the video which has been circulating in delhi schools?

Are teenagers really growing up too fast?

NDTV goes a step further, in the battle of the news channels, and holds one of those we-the-people sort of shows on the matter and even shows the video.

What hurts me most is the fact that our princi, Mrs. Chona is very hurt about this matter, well obviously. She gives us the liberty of bringing phones to school and what not and this is what we do to her trust. I mean eat shit. She is highly disheartened. Its never gonna come back

Also, In yesterdays TOI, page 2, u shall see an article titled "Teacher leave them kids alone". OK so in that article there are certain pieces of text which have been said to be as comments by students of DPSRKP. The truth actually is that those comments actually have been picked up from none other than rhea darlings blog.

Yesterday i had my NTSE exam and well it went well specially the mental ability part. OK i was playing a voice recording and i made jalta hear it. His response
"yeh tune record kari hai"
"yes"
"muh se"(with your mouth)
i jus gave him a weird look. i mean would people actually make noises with other parts of their bodies and record them? I would certainly not do it.

I was exempted from todays test all thanks to my NTSE.
During PE today, we were playing basketball and this one time nitin nudged me with his elbow and basically it was too quick. His elbow first made contact with my chin and basically one of my teeth dug into my lower lip causing incessant bleeding, it then went upwards and knocked my specs off to a distance of about 2 feet. It still hurts.
After seeing that, the normal reaction of people is
"Who did u fight with"
"Whom were u smooching"
but i feel it gives my face the sylvester stallone look.

aahhh neways
rhea likes someone in french class.
we're going to LODHI GARDENS for our picnic
i gtg now
signing off
G

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