BYE BYE DICKHEADS

I still remember the day ...it was the 19th of July 2010 ...a big day indeed in my life on mother earth(yes i am dramatic!!!)...the day when i left the unholy boundaries of my school which i hated more than Justin Beaber ,and took a giant instinctive leap of freedom to achieve my goal....

Procedure-

1)Convince yourself that it was an awesome decision i was taking to leave the school and feel extremely happy and proud of my brilliant thought ie to fuck the thing which was fucking me for soo long

2)Go to dad's office and interrupter him in an important meeting to tell him about your awesomeness 

3)Spend 2 hours and 30 minutes discussing(actually it was convincing ..:P)with him and his best friend about the implications of leaving the school and studying at home,making them believe that whatever i was doing was the best thing for me and that i would at least be happy whatsoever happens ultimately, because it was my decision and i wouldn't have anyone to blame it for(3 idiots ..the famous Bollywood movie definitely had an impact on me!)

4)Having a party and enjoying the decision that was going to change your life (for good..;))...10 people ate approx 7 kg's of chicken in that sexy terrace barbecue party..record

5)Going to school next day taking all the papers and documents possible ...so that i could get away from the hard chains of hell ..throwing them on Malayalam Mrs.S face (not literally though,i am not that agressive with 100+ people  ...:P)...signing exit application form....taking the TC .....and finally SMILING!!

Bye bye dickheads ....

PS:Sorry guys for being disconnected from my blog and its readers for many days because the college has just started and suddenly i have been burdened down with a lot of "studies"..:P...New face of college life...will also write about it when the 2 years journey finishes .;)

PARASITES IN THE MIND.....

In this post, my friends, i will be discussing about the well known breed of humans called as the "parasitic people"

This breed has existed on our holy planet since the origin of Homo-sapiens and continues to persist despite efforts of countless people who have tried to cure them and proved them wrong again and again....

The basic definition of "parasitic people " as i would like to quote is "this breed of homo-sapiens DOES NOT believe in the concept of LIVE AND LET LIVE"

This breed itself of no use ....also believes that people who they see working are useless like them and find magnificently brilliant ways of distracting them....which sometimes actually does the trick (in positive as well as negative ways)

I was also under the influence of one of these breeds..and maybe this was also one of the major things that made me leave my already so rotten school...

This happened on a sunny afternoon(wow !!i suddenly sound like a professional writer)...During the usual useless non working hours of the school i was hard at work to prepare for my competitive exams.....

I don't know when one of the agents of the soo famous(useless things are usually VERY FAMOUS in SCHOOL) parasitic tribe did their act on innocent(not at all now...you can get that from my blogs..:P) "Mr.Gayab"(me)

While I was studying (i don't want to write this...but i was also looking scarily champu) the inhabitants of this tribe clicked my photograph .....labelled it with an abusive word(the most famous....starts with a C...ohh c'mon you are close!!..yes you are right the CHU word..:P) and posted it on the most famous Social Networking website....

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The Impact on me -MIND BLOWING(Literally ).....

When i saw this beautifully labelled picture of mine it gave me an electric shock...went on high voltage ...and blasted

It was a Public humiliation and that too a very serious one to totally disrupt the functioning of the MIND which is kinda imp for exams...(though not totally as taught by my teachers..:P..some things should also be done by instincts..;))

Every wicked thought started to run from that day onward in my mind on how to take REVENGE!!(sounds so filmy..)

As my mind was already so disturbed ..the instant reaction was that what will my parents would think if they see this....how would my friends respond....how i would become the joke of the century...

To add to this ...reading the soooooo funny comments of the useless parasites on the same picture boiled me everyday....I actually couldn't take a good night sleep for the next 4-5 days and had really extreme dreams about how i would be killing these parasites when i grow up.......(AGAIN I SAY-FEEL THE EMOTION)

It was a really tough time ...the adding burden of my lagging studies and a totally messed up frame of mind took my worse condition to new and enormous heights.....and this was the time i decided than in order to continue on the journey that i had started i had to take a major decision....I HAD HAD ENOUGH!!

Another incident that i remember of this parasitic invasion in a student's mind was narrated to me by my very good friend.....he told me that some of his parasitic influences also angerd him a lot as they humiliated him by saying that "he was worth cow dung and couldn't clear anything"....

My friend in-turn became more aggressive towards his studies and made these parasites eat cow dung themselves by performing ever so brilliantly in the competitive exams and getting a national rank of below 200

So this influence can also turn you into something that you would have never imagined yourself to be ........

What i learnt from this incident of mine was that if you TRY to ACTUALLY LEARN SOMETHING IN SCHOOL....my friend..it is totally IMPOSSIBLE because of these scumbags....

THE TEACHER I HATED ...

I have already cribbed a lot in my last posts about the new rotten shit school and my bad experiences in it...how i changed as a person and evolved into something which i could never have imagined....but friends this is only the beginning ....
In this post i am going to tell you about the lady who came into my life...dont get me wrong .....and destroyed the most important thing that was required for "PASSING" any competative exam....PEACE OF MIND
She was called by me Malayalam "Mrs.S"...(why to give her nightmares at this age(above 50)by reveling her identity  and being a murderer)
See i do not have anything against south indians but this lady made my life into a big baloon filled with magma that could burst out anytime ...So i actually started hating her and her full breed...
(FEEL THE EMOTION)
She was our class teacher.....teaching(though i never studied) the impossible subject -CHEMISTRY
In the begining i didnt realise that this alien in the form of a class teacher could give me soo much pain in the ass that it actually starts to hurt .....
As i have already told you that i was missing school like anything......never attended more than 2 days a week...thought that if i had given the fees no one can stop me from giving the exams(actually this is true..:P)
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Even if i was in school i was never there.....never attended assemblies ...never used to hang out with friends...
If you ever had to find "MR.EID KA CHIRAAG" there was only one place to go.....the medical room...:P
I used to go to school with only one motive ...to sleep in the medical room and eat free CROCINE medicines...
Whenever I was attending school...after the fisrt period i used to go to the medial room....pretend to b
e suffering from some brilliantly alien disease (the RED eyes because of sleepless nights of studies helped me convince the nurse that i was definately in a bad shape)....used to swallow medicine.(sometimes even throw it out of the window as well when the nurse was not looking)...and used to go to sleep on that clean white bed-sheet...
Those used to be the best sleeps i had ever got in my life.......brilliantly peaceful beyond imagination...
So I also had an always ready alarm ..ie the school ending bell....to wake me up and thank the nurse for caring soo much ..:P
But this was always not possible ....so the rest of the days when i missed school..i was tortured by Malayalam Mrs.S(the thought of her still gives me shivers)
After consecutively having an attendance of less than 20% monthly..... Malayalam Mrs.S used to call up to my home sweet home and make it bitter
I tricked her two times by giving the wrong number but she somehow got hold of the school records and chased me ......gave my mom and dad intense BP attacks by telling them awesome stuff about me ..and partially convincing my parents to turn against me and force them to send me to school....The letters at home which accompanied all this made the matter even worse...
All I used to think in those days was that how much i hated that "B"


What i personally feel is that in every child's life who is trying to clear competitive exams there is this one teacher who is always trying to drain his and the wishes of the people who love him into a wormhole....


But guys ......I eventually beat Malayalam Mrs.S........I left the school(some pessimistic people might even think that she beat me ......all i would say to them is go to hell...this is my blog...so i win here...:P)

NEW SCHOOL+COACHING=ARROGANCE

In the beginning it seemed very rosy ,cozy and awesome...felt like yeah just made through one of the best schools in Delhi..(the best part was that the CROWD attracted me a lot...you know what i am talking about)

On one hand this new company was very lovely (wink) , however on the other hand i was being groomed in some other way by some really influential people who definitely knew how to play awesome mind games and make people believe them what they are saying ...the VMC teachers....

You could easily make out the amount of passion these alien species had stored in them .... achieving a single goal was their only target.(or their target to impose the same on US who had paid the grand sum of rs 1lakh)

As my new school curriculum started so did my vidyamandir classes side by side......
The pace of studies in coaching is definitely much more faster than the pace in school(compare it with how time flies when you are sitting with a hot booty chick wrt the pace of time you feel in an examination hall )

After few months because of this i suddenly felt like the STUD of the school( okay okay!!lets narrow it down to class )

The worst change that came about in me .....which is still prevalent...sorry just cant help with some things.....I started to categorize people as CBSE and NON CBSE....
I actually started calling people studying and aiming for boards as ..."Oyee CBSE"

Though i am a lot more sane now..then too me and my friends many a times laugh about it....how we used to think of all the other people as mere shit on this heavy planet.....

Now to fuel the fire this arrogance also started to show in my ATTENDANCE(however in college it is no better)...attendance in school is like your step mother always trying to hang you to death  upside down..
What makes VMC utterly brilliant is that the teachers there not only encouraged and motivated the children to not to go to the school but also TOOK THE PAIN OF CONVINCING THEIR PARENTS ABOUT IT...........
and MAGICALLY........ parents AGREED(well at least mine ....many fathers also agree coz they have their investment of a Lakh in line)

So in the beginning it was all cool(becomes easy when parents are on your side)....i didn't go to school very much...thought it was a mere rotten shithole(you can clearly make out my emotions)...attendance dropped like an apple .....to be exact it was 17%.......i know for all my engineering friends it would be difficult to beat my record(not in college though)....my friends(if there were any...or lets say the "Oyee CBSE" people)started giving me names like "EID KA CHIRAAG" /"MR.GAYAB"
As i was super arrogant ...i kinda liked it....fuck yeah...;)

Where it all started

It was the day of my last board exams when i first heard the word Vidyamandir Classes from my moms mouth...I was totally tensed and was damn nervous as it was some shit subject (soo much full of shit that i don't even remember the name of the subject ...even though we had only 5 in 10th grade..)
So as i was already deep down in shit at that time i told my mom to please leave me alone and not discuss the subject of "WHATS NEXT"(I sometimes thought she was a brand ambassador of Samsung at that time for using these words so often)
But i didn't know what was going to come next and that this name and this holy(purposely used this word) institution would teach me so much..

I gave my vidyamandir classes entrance exam and got selected in the Extended classroom course there ..(I thought i had done better to have got selected in regular ..but who cares now..)
And Here it all began-"MY JOURNEY WORTH REMEMBERING"
My journey through two of the toughest years of my life ...journey that enabled me to compete against 11 lakh(this increases at an alarming rate thanks to the bad quality of protections manufactured in our country) people and get into the SO CALLED "TOP INSTITUTIONS "..

Now whenever i meet my school friends who are in different colleges and tell them about the tough and memorable times ...shockingly ..."THEY ACTUALLY LISTEN"......so i decided to write a blog about it.

I was in Springdales school till my 10th grade...got pretty decent marks ie 94% in my boards(saying pretty decent because after entering college anything above 50% seems wondrous ....coz ....who the f cares in the first semester itself..)
So "MY PARENTS"(now as i am in college ..all decisions are mine..;)) decided that i should change school and go to a better one instead(i recall this as the worst mistake any 10th grader can make if he/she/.....guess.. persons are aiming for engineering studies in the future-....read on and you'll know why..;) )

In my old school we had a music band also called storm and it was very very popular.

Why its definitely not recommended to shift school after the 10th standard if you are serious about the two years of studies you are going to do, because in the new school  you become a deer in the lions den......You don't know a single specie in that institution and if you try to socialize and make good friends who can support you with STUFF(not specifying as that can be totally subjective..)..then for many average people like me ..a lot of time has already passed on to pursue  your goal...
The new school gave me a lot of pain in the ARSE....

Agle episode mai...................