As always...this post is also being published late.
Honestly I don’t have any idea, that why did I use this heading for the topic.
Maybe you’ll get to know about it, after reading this post.
As I was a high school student, and appeared for my class-12th examinations this year, I am eagerly waiting for my results which are expected to be declared by last week of May.
Exams commenced on 2nd of March, but as I am a commerce student, my exams started the very next day, i.e., 3rd March. I wasn’t prepared for these exams [to be very honest] and nothing I expect in my results.
My parents always say that life keep on challenging you with new problems on every turn and fighting with those difficulties gets you experienced.
Last two years were too quick for me...with the grace of god, I found very good friends. But what changed my happy ending of school to a sad ending…was the experience of power of ‘money’.
According to my family, [money = everything – something]. I had deep faith in these words, but what I experienced last month, shattered my feelings towards the examination pattern...and teachers’ honesty & dignity towards students.
7th March, I was at my accounts’ tutor’s home early morning, as I wanted to clear out some doubts, few other students were also there, for the same reason of course, but one of them had a question paper in his hand..I thought it was last year’s paper...but it wasn’t...it was an accounts question paper, set-2, which was to be attempted by almost a million students all over India after few hours.
I was scared of the accounts exam, because I am not much into my studies from the very beginning of my schooling, and that fellow was the only one smiling there.
Question paper was with him, hardly matters to me...but when he said that that question paper cost him Rs. 3000/-, a feeling of guilt went like a wave through my body, I always knew that ‘money matters’...but I could hardly think that money matters this much.
18th march, day next to my economics exam, I met a friend of mine, a general question anyone will ask during exam days.
I: “hey buddy! How did your exam go?”
He: “Awesome! But it did ‘cost’ me my 500 bucks and a bottle of ‘Antiquity’[it’s a whiskey, for those who don’t know about] to sit behind a nerd!”
I: “Sorry?”
He: “oh c’mon! Don’t act like a child...u know my examination centre...anything can happen over there.”
I: “f**k off!”
20th march, two days before my mathematics exam, I received a phone call from one of my acquaintances, “hey! I’ve got a deal. What about a mathematics question paper for just 1500 bucks, you are my good friend bro, it’s a nice bargain.” he said.
“Thanks for doing me this favor pal, but I am not interested.” was my answer. I was literally broken into pieces at that moment, for the same reason, that retard wanted to ‘buy’ me.
22nd March, it was my b’day, a friend called me up to greet me [his father is a lawyer, *seems pointless here no…*], and the thing next to his greetings was, “hey, do you have any idea where are our answer sheets checked, because if it is in our city itself, my father can help me out big time!”
Me: ”no idea mate, thanks for calling!”
According to economics theorem, before Chinese people invented money, ‘Barter system of exchange’ was sustaining, but soon after, money took its place and acted as a common unit of exchange for any commodity you wanted to sell/buy, yes, any commodity; ‘anything’, including your emotions, yourself, and your inner self! :)
Your rupees note is basically a promissory note issued by the RBI governor with his signature below the text ‘I promise to pay the bearer the sum of **** rupees.’ I never knew that this promise could be so useful, and is trusted so much that teachers would sell themselves for it.
In ancient times, teachers [Gurus] asked for ‘gurudakshina’ as a gratuity in the end of their students’ learning days, they could ask for anything they wanted to, and students couldn’t ignore their demand, actually they never did. It was seen as an honorarium, but what I experienced about present world teachers, was that that they were just greasing their palms, they had no place in their hearts for the sentiments of the students being ditched by their wrong doings,they had no respect for the dreams that were being broken just because of the greed they are carrying.
In the end, to get yourself to the top of the merit list ‘without any hardwork’, following are the equations you can get through:
An economics exam = Rs.500/- + ‘Antiquity’ + a little buttering [as an icing on the cake]
A question paper = Rs. 2600/-(approx.)
Sometimes I wonder, What makes people go mad about money? Is this a problem with my country only? ‘Why is that’ everyone think of himself before others? Why money is bigger than anything else? Could these problems be sorted out, if yes, then ‘how much does it cost?’
This post was meant to be posted on Valentines Day...But it took a bit longer to be written than I “expected”…yes I expected it to be posted on Saturday, 14th Feb., 2009.
The story is about 12 years old and is still going on…
A boy was going on very easily with his life, one day he met a girl,
I year
Boy: Hi! I am new in this school, looking for some good friends; may I know your name?
[Boy was a complete flirt, he he!]
Girl: why should I?
Boy: Atleast you could wish me.
Girl: I won’t!
[The whole year passed by!]
II year Boy: I know your name now! Ha-ha! Would you like to be my friend?
Girl: Not at all!
[Seriously, girl was a bit rude! X- and honestly it took that boy a complete year to know her name! Boy was too shy to ask someone for it! :P]
III year
Boy: I don’t give her a damn! Lemme study a bit!
Girl: [politely] excuse me...
[Boy was shocked!]
Boy: ha-ha! At last, you want to be my friend no..??
Girl: What!?! I am collecting notebooks; do you want to submit yours?
[Gosh! Girls--as always! ]
IV year
Girl: umm..I think I know you!
Boy thinking: *crap! It was supposed to be my line.*
*Girl tells him how.*
Boy: cool! So are we friends?
Girl: yes we are!
[Victory!] \m/
V year
Girl gave a call to the boy and he messed it up completely! Completely!
Girl: Hello!
Boy: Hey! How are you?
Girl: I am fine; listen...is my drawing book with you?
Boy: Nope!
[He smashed the phone quickly! Hell, why?]
VI year
[Grrr...I hate this part!]
Another friend for both of them, and unluckily he was a BOY! :P
Though all three of them proved to be good friends.
VII, VIII & IX year
These years were hell lot a busy for them!
Teachers were like monsters!
II boy was gone! Yippee!!
X year
But it seemed like ’III boy’ was waiting for entrance! :D
A great mess! Yup, this year was a great mess!
Not for everyone, but for the boy!
Girl: [blushing] hey, I want to tell you something, ----I am in love! ----
Boy: [expecting his name on her lips] Congratulations! Who is the lucky guy? :P
Girl:* ________*
Boy: [his legs shaking] Shall I ask him? [yup! It wasn’t his name!]
Girl: Only you can help me. Will you?
Boy did the job!
Girl and the III boy were together now!
The boy was feeling satisfied and shattered at the same moment.
He was satisfied because the girl he admired the most got her love, and was shattered because the one he loved was gone!
Chatting, ideas for gifts, orkut scraps and testimonials; boy helped the III boy everywhere in connection with that girl, just because he wanted to make her feel special and make her happy!
And one day for no reason they broke up!
You can call it a peaceful settlement! :P
III boy was out of the scene now!
XI year
Boy got admission in another school, so did the girl.
and now the only mode of their conversation---gtalk!---
Chatting, chatting and chatting!
Nothing special, always a general chat went on between both of them!
[boy never let her know that he loved her!]
XII year
A disaster!
Boy told her everything about his feelings!
Girl: what? Are you serious? What do you think of me? Who am I for you?
Boy: You are everything for me! Your eyes a sea wave, your hair a night without stars, your voice a sip of a wine, your smile a 1st day moon, your stare a blessing from god, your tears a mayhem.
[He, himself didn’t knew what he said and decided not to talk to that girl after all this happened, because he didn’t had enough guts to do the same, but girl insisted him and made him chat further.]
On 13th Feb. she wished Valentines Day to the boy and expected the same in return, boy didn’t wish her because he wanted to meet her. Boy felt too shy to ask her for a meet, and as always he messed it up again!
That Boy told me to write this post because he want that girl to forgive him, because he can’t tolerate her frustration and want to see her happy every moment of his life!
It might sound like a hindi film story to the readers, but it is true! God knows, what will be the end of this story!
Happy Valentines Day sweety! May u always get the best out of life! :)
It was Tuesday, 6th January, 2009. I was on my way to my cousin’s house in patiala in a Punjab Roadways bus aka ‘Punjab di gaddi’ :P. It was a smooth ride, until 2 cops came into view with some barriers blocking the road, when our driver asked him the reason, 1 of them told that truckers had blocked down the road ahead and they had orders to divert the traffic to the link road to the left.
Only 1 question was roaming in everyone’s mind now, “will I be able to reach my destination in time?” In name of the god, driver moved the bus to the left, without even knowing the way ahead! Conductor made some passengers move out of the bus, as he wasn’t sure whether the bus will be able to reach their stop. Few minutes later, as the bus was getting through narrow roads, a man with very broad shoulders (believe me; his shoulders were about twice as that of Matthew Hayden!) sitting at the last empty seats stood up and shouted, “Where is the bus heading to?” I don’t know about the others, but I was feeling like he’s about to hijack this bus!
Within 1 or 2 seconds of his questioning, driver replied back, “we are heading towards Pakistan sir, would you like to join in?” Everyone laughed out loud! That person replied to driver’s comment smiling, “Ofcourse! But make sure you buy us some weapons on the way!” Everyone laughed again!
I decided to put this incident on my blog because 46 days after what happened in Mumbai, people are back on track, and guess what? They have started making jokes out of it. I wonder, if the Mumbai incident didn’t took place, the driver and the man with broad shoulders would have cracked out that joke? Our relations with Pakistan have never been good, and I guess they never will be in future as well.
India and Pakistan are fighting on Kashmir issue from last 60 years, and there seems no end to this problem, I am not saying that Pakistan is responsible for attacks, as they themselves don’t know who is running their country (government or army). And I am also not saying that Kashmir is the reason behind the Mumbai attacks. Question is what will be the end of this problem? Who will finish it out? And when will people realize the depth of this mayhem?
I don't stare at her, I want to see her. I Don't talk to her, I want to hear her. I don't want to make her cry, I want to cry for her. I don't want her to go away, I want to go away from her. I don't LOVE her, I LIKE her.
Past few days..went easily..but how they went was unimaginable.
I was having a conversation with my friends at school..and suddenly one of my friends asked me.. "Arush, what is life?"
I was completely shocked...not because he asked me this thing...the reason was..I couldn't explain it to him..i was totally speechless.
from then this question is roaming in my mind.. 'what is LIFE?' I asked some of my friends.. One said:"it s a part of eternal cycle, u can't stop it."
another said:"life is a joke!"
One of them said:"itni tension q le rhe ho yar...tumhare jaane k baad kisi ne tumhein yaad nhi krna.."
but I wasn't able to get proper explanation of 'LIFE'...
we are here because our parents wanted us..do we wanted life from anyone..??
our parents want us to be successful in any field we step in...world outside our home is running... evryone wants to live,wants to live a 'successful' life...even when they know they have to go some day..??
gave my best to my friends...every kind of help they needed...every kind of support they wanted..still doing the same...but in the end...comes the point..are they going to help me when I am in a same situation..I know its wrong to question anyone's feelings towards you.. but how long they are going to be with me..??
Respect my parents at the worthiest...listen to everything they say and try to do everything they expect from me..I know parents are living gods on Earth..but sometimes what they expect is not expectable for me.
Friends say: "You really helped me Arush, thank you! I am never going to leave you behind, you are my best friend!" I say: "Pleasure!"
Parents say: "Concentrate towards your goal, there is a long life for making friends." I say: "but you told me that, this is the only stage when you enjoy with your friends."
Some people say: It is an age factor, these kind of questions will storm your mind, happens with everyone.
Some say: 'itna senti q ho rha hai yaar?'.
question remains the same, whom to believe in..parents..because they can never think bad for you..or..friends..because they’ll be helping me in future and never leave me behind..??
