Tuesday, March 29, 2016

New Is Not Always Nice

Another session, another class, and just the second day and I am so bored that I would rather sit and listen to my dad speak shayari ( a mind boggling form of poetry in urdu which I don't get at all ). Now don't take me as one of those kids who thinks of school as a burden... I don't. In fact school is one of my favourite place because I get to meet my friends and since most teachers like me I don't even get in trouble even when I should be and of my parents don't expect anything less than my best from me so I am in the top 10. Now you all must be wondering then what is so bad about ???? The fact that we have new teachers and it is class 10. Don't get me wrong I love new stuff and most of the times don't mind growing up ( other times I wish I was a kid ). But since we will have to choose which stream or subjects specific class for grade eleven and it depends on our grades the teachers ( most of them ) enter the class with a stick up their butt. They are super prudish and uptight and have eyes as sharp as those of a hawk's which makes even whispering a herculean task. Now I am not saying they should not control the class at all but they can try and take a BLOODY CHILL PILL before they come to class. I am pretty sure that the shirts of the students are just seconds away from burning due to the sweltering weather, lousy fans and the intensity of the teachers glare. They really should have counselling for teachers as well in school is what I believe. Teachers have this queer art of speaking in such a way that even smiling at NO ONE becomes a crime as well. This is why I am sooo non interested in school hopefully tomorrow would be better for new may not always be nice but it is difficult. 

Friday, March 25, 2016

Green Ears and Pink Boogers

So yesterday was Holi...one of  the most messiest, colorful, the most fun and epic Indian Festival according to me at least. Like come on, tell me one other day (apart from the day you go paintballing) when you can throw colours in any form at your parents or random people they know and drench them for absolutely no reason and not get in trouble but get rangeen (colorful) hugs and kisses in return. You can wear the shabbiest clothes you want and the shabbier and colorful you look the more people appreciate you. Mud sliding, slinging and all sorts of mess creating arsenal is allowed because bura na mano holi hai (don't be angry it's HOLI) . You have absolutely no supervision because even the most boring and strict adult is high on adrenaline and alcohol. And every year is crazier than the previous. My family too throws extremely crazy and completely overboard super fun parties. Food and drinks of all sorts. All sorts of fun people. Pranks and leg pulling and making fun roast style. Rain sprinklers, pool.. The whole jingbang. You get drenched in mud and color that doesn't go away for days and get thrown in the pool. And when you finally stop and go home to get cleaned your whole body is more colorful than a gay parade ( ps I have nothing against homosexuals, personally they are pretty cool I feel) and you find your scalp purple, face yellow, green nails and what not.  And this just a small part. Here's a glimpse of my holi 

Completely crazy and chaotic.... I loved it. Hope you enjoyed yourself aswell. 

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Happy World Water Day

The celebration that I attended for this was really cooooooool. Like it was way better than the 3rd class quotes about water that they tell every year in the school. When I got there I thought I would be disappointed, like I didn't expect much. But....... I am soooo glad that I was proven wrong. They had epic food ( which is a must ). The people attending were funny ( I don't know if it were intentional, but it was entertaining ). Cute kids performing a street play to give the message to save water , check. But the best part was probably the live band switch on. They were darn good. Like if you can get prominent people of the city to do a semi-twerk you have to be great. All in all it was good fun. And I would have posted the pictures as well if there was a single decent one in which most of frame isn't taken up but the dangerously built ladies of my mom's group CHL ( Country Homes Ladies or as I think of it, Crazy Hippie Loonies ). And if anyone I know is reading this don't show this to my mom or her annoying aunty gang. Once again Happy World Water Day, don't forget to save water. 

Monday, March 21, 2016


So if you see my previous few entries, one  it is basically a short and sweet introduction to a large link badge from Teenage Blogger Central. The domain was started by a blogger at the age of fifteen for other teen bloggers to promote their blogs, which awesome. Given that it is really difficult for one to promote their blog and expand the audience, I love this girl for doing what she does ( cause she has made my job slightly easier). So guys you better check out the Teenage Blogger Central for other new blogs but don't forget about me. 

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Saturday, March 19, 2016

The Perils of Younger Siblings

Younger siblings have a genetic defect that causes them to cause trouble for their elder siblings and the are definitely one of the most annoying type of humans on this earth. But you know what's even more annoying than a younger sibling..... It's their tolli ( gang ) of equally annoying friends. Their stupidity renders one spechless and makes you wonder if you were equally and as  annoyingly stupid. Even when you try to avoid them they will go out their way to irk you and wind you up. Most of them don't make it obvious, because they are slightly only slightly scared of their parents reaction. My younger sister being the youngest of all ( oh the joys of joint families ) is spoiled rotten and has hardly ever really had a nice, tear inducing lecture. In fact if there was a book on the perils of younger siblings it would have just this : Your DOOM is here and you will mature twice as faster say goodbye to being a kid yourself. Infact my younger sister and even brother are responsible for this delay along with my laziness. They messed my account up bad. But I hope you can forgive me and I promise more entries are on there way. Ciao !!

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

The funny side

The basic mentality of Indian parents when it comes to your studies 
- If you are not studying you are wasting time. 
- If you are studying a subject other than maths, science or social science, you are wasting time. 
- If you are doing unsupervised group study then you are wasting time ( the only time they are correct ). 
- If you are spending more than one hour on a project that is to be graded you are wasting time. 

And no matter how cool,modern or more evolved than stereotypical Indian parents your parents are, there still is a verrrrrry tiny part of their brain that behaves like the typical 'studies are everything and make your future. And my parents are no exception. My younger sister has already started school and she has also started getting schoolwork but I on the other hand have no studies or even books to study because our result isn't out yet and I reply with great pleasure about the absence of books whenever my mom asks me to move my butt and study. But even then not one to back down she will then ask me to do something productive. That being cleaning my room or learning how to cook. She will push me to put books I am reading and when I point that out she will huff and mutter something about being rebellious and while she has accepted the fact that nothing good will ever come out of my cooking she would rather get food poisoning from my food than admit that I should stop cooking. And initially I used to find it extremely annoying and my friends I am sure you did to but now I've realised that is who she is and now it's funny and hopefully will still be funny for the next four years or so because if it is not then lord help me. 

Monday, March 14, 2016

Dying with boredom on a whole new level

Slow internet, defect in the music app, absence of a person to annoy and mom in a shop to select cloth for her suits is like a combination deadlier than plane old boredom . I don't know about everyone but I know that if you go with mom for Aunty shopping you are bound to be bored as.......if you are sitting in a 24-hr history lesson about the history of a walking stick with the phrase 'one thing led to another' being constantly repeated by a really old teacher whose voice has more monotony than the sound of paint drying. People say that when they experience something that causes an adrenaline rush few minutes seem like hours, I beg to differ, try sitting doing nothing in a car while your mom shops. She will look at  the same kind of stuff  with only slight minuscule differences that won't even be visible unless you use a magnifying glass. And let's not even get started on the bargaining,  like that's just the norm. You know you can not go shopping with your mother without her trying to get a bargain it doesn't matter if you go to a branded or nonbranded,  bargaining is essential. And that is just when you are shopping for your own stuff. Shit only gets real and deadly when she has to buy her stuff. Make fun of ladies all you want but get in the way of their bargaining, that's like humiliating death and expecting that it won't retaliate completely and utterly useless. If you go against a woman while she bargaining, she literally becomes karma and revenge is served in the most brutal way possible. I don't know about the rest of the world but I'm pretty sure that this holds true for all Desi's. So personally for me going shop with mom is the most boring yet dangerous thing I can do. I think anyone who can go shopping with their moms for more than two hours straight and not be at the brunt of a scathing remark by their moms deserves an award