Saturday, May 16, 2009

Exam Phobia

Exams are nearing once more...

Oh the tension
The Agony...
To have to mug up all those books and one yard long answers...
It had been a relief some time ago to know that exam were over...
But boo hoo!Here they are yet again.
The sleepless nights
The pressurised mind
The overload,the strain
I will explode soon
So will many others

Ain't these people got brains?
How can they pressurise us like this???
After exams too,are we happy?
The results are out and we are supposed to be celebrating...but instead we curse ourselves for losing those ,already lost marks.
I believe we still won't be happy even after exams are long over and we have 3 long months stretched before us to celebrate and enjoy...
Sigh...the hands typed these emotions and the computer converted them in legible language..
If you don't agree about this...please dont worry...These emotions are mine.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

"In the high mountains of Scotland

There is a hidden magical ruin

Where only the erudite go

But never the imbecile

Its towers reach the skies

Its power is the strongest in the world

The brightly lit corridors

And the feast laden tables

The mind opening classrooms

And the fun filled common rooms

The comfy dormitories

And the largest quidditch grounds

With matches and fights

The best home for the lone

The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Harry Potter

A poem composed on Harry by me...Its silly but still-

"Beneath that messy jet black hair,
Is an innocent face so fair,
His eyes are as green as pickled toad.
Left behind on his shoulders is a big load
For him and others it's now or never
He's the bravest wizard seen ever
The only one to defeat the Dark Lord
Know him before it's too late for you
He's the only one and ever
The brave,young Harry Potter."

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Shopping in India

A man cannot live without shopping.That fact is quite true.No one can.

Try and find a person on earth who has never shopped,even for an apple.Maybe, in the thick regions of Amazon, the tribal people might never have heard a word like shopping but otherwise your search will be in vain.

What are the reasons for people to shop?Most common-for a thing that is needed at home,etc.But some people are just addicted to shopping.They just keep buying things that they never will nor want to use.There will be a lots of things that are unwanted in the wardrobe or on the kitchen shelves.A way of just wasting money,time as well as energy.

Shopping in India during monsoon seasons is a thing I detest.It's simply disgusting,when you have to wade through muddy pools of water and all of a sudden, a driver without much civic sense,splashes water on you.People ought to have some sense not to race during rainy days.

That all is okay,but the worst part about shopping during rainy season is that you struggle to hold th umbrella,at the same time the shopping bags.Maybe,a bag falls down during the struggle and all your money and shopping is down the drain.

Once,during the vacations last year, we(my sister and me) and a cousin sister decided to go shopping.

We set out on a Saturday,with our purses and umbrellas.Lucky for us,it was a sunny afternoon and there was not even a sign of a dark cloud in the sky.Chatting animatedly we started downhil.Soon we had spend most of our money jewellery shopping(artificial ofcourse!).
It was getting late,so homewards we started.

On the way,my sis suggested that eat bhel puri in some clean stall.We were overjoyed.(Even though we knew the consequences of eating out.)We ordered bhel puri and shev puri.Darn!...It was mighty spicy!
Now for the dessert.We ran out of money,so we decided to buy one cup of nutty fruitty.We all shared that Rs.15 cup!

The sun was setting behind the hills.It was beautiful ending to a wonderful day!

School Foundation Day

Our school, Gulf Indian School had celebrated the foundation day of 2008 on October 23rd. It was a great success. The theme for this year was “Around the World in 40 minutes.”
The teachers and students put together hard work. It included students from classes VI to XI.

The graceful dancers VI came in colorful dresses of Mexico.

VII showed their skills in acrobats and Russian dance.

The Portuguese dancers of VIII stunned the audience with their graceful moves.

The graceful Indian dance by the IX girls supporting pots on their heads held the audience spell-bound.

The IX boys did an Arabic dance with great moves.

X did not do anything because they were going to have boards and had extra classes.

XI did a rocking Cowgirls Dance and was declared by the audience the best dance till then.

The boys of XI did breakdance with great stunts that the audience screamed their approval.

XII again did not do because of the coming board exams.

Yet all this show was well appreciated by the guests and parents.The staff and students of GIS put together lot of hard work and achieved success.We,the audience thank the dancers as well as teachers for such an excellent breath-taking show!!

Scenes of India

Let me start from the time we landed at the Chattrapati Sivaji International Airport in Mumbai. When we were in the heart of the airport I almost screamed with joy,"Khed! Here we come!"
 Khed is my hometown. You can imagine a person's joy of coming to India after 4 years. The airport was unusually empty except for the passengers of Kuwait Airways and Jazeera flights and a few sleepy security guards. We had landed at the airport during the early hours of the morning. It was hardly 4 o'clock. I was traveling with my family- mother,father and elder sister. We collected our luggage and trooped out of the airport. My uncle and some relative were coming to pick us up. At the gate,we ran into them. Greetings,hugs and kisses were exchanged and we all hurried to the car. We all got in and the car moved out of the airport area. Looking through the window one can see the old and new sights of Mumbai. As we passed the posh are of the airport and into the city,it saddens ones heart to look at the rag-clad beggars sitting on the pavement and looking mournfully at the people who passed them. We caught sight of the first (Indian)dog after many years and it was quite pleasant to hear it bark, as though it was welcoming us into the sin city. The unmusical voice of the crows, soon reached our ears. We were passing,at that time at the most dirtiest place in Mumbai. The filthy dogs were making a loud racket. The stench of the uncovered drains reached our noses and filled us with disgust. The ragged beggars under their shacks looked as though they never did have a bath since two years.

Ah! The same old India! The same old Bombay! It hadn't changed even a bit since four years. Soon we were out of Mumbai and in some other city. We caught sight of the first cow since our arrival. Whatever city this was, it was hundred times better than Mumbai. At least it did not look much like a city, more like the countryside. The great mountains rose before us. On all sides there was greenery and nothing else. It was indeed a breath-taking scene.

It was almost noon. We ladies, having fallen asleep, woke up feeling ravenous. Mom, being a very strict disciple of cleanliness, had vowed before coming to India never to eat anything made outside. Like-Say no to 'pav',the traditional Indian bun.Say no to the 'bhel puri',etc. No to the Indian restaurants. But under given circumstances since she was very hungry and helpless, she asked the driver to stop at the next clean restaurant. We all trooped in the restaurant. It was a good, clean one. We decided to order 'puri bhaji'. Oh Lord! Deccan people always make spicy food. That aloo bhaji was so spicy that it felt like hundreds of cleats stomping on the floor of my tongue.

Anyway, we resumed our journey. Soon we were in our town! Cheers! I was so delighted to see the same old shops and same buildings. We unloaded our luggage in our flat and on the insistence of my uncle, we went off to lunch at his house. 
Indeed, we had a very pleasant time amidst all the cries, hugs and kisses!!

3 cheers for the Incredible India!!!