mojo adventures. casefile: PendriveRecovery.

there arent many professions i fancy i can do well in, but i honestly believe i can be a pretty good detective.

it started when i was about 8 or 9 years old. two of my friends [lets call them teapot and starfish] were small time enemies. you know, kids fight all the time. starfish had recently gotten a new bicycle, a purple colored girlish thing whom we were all in awe of since we were kids and were ignorant of the fact that stuff like hayabusa exists. anyway, it just so happened that during one of the quarreling fests, teapot stormed off to the lane where starfish's bicycle was parked. all of us remained behind, blissfully ignorant till suddenly starfish screams that she knew teapot was going to shove her bike to the ground which would cause scratches on the body of her newly acquired mode of transportation. (yes, it was a big deal, WE WERE KIDS!!!)

we ran to her bike and there she was: standing tall as ever. (the bike not starfish). but i knew better than to believe what i saw. what if it had been shoved to cause those fateful scratches and been picked up again to hide the crime? i went to it, bent down and looked at the ground where the stand was. you know, the stand you have to push with your foot so it slides down and the bike leans on it? and there i saw it: proof that the bike had indeed fallen down. the stand, due to the weight of the bike, had caused a sort of hole in the ground (fortunately there was mud, so i could see) but instead of one hole that would mark parking cycle one time, there were two!!!! which means it had been picked up and made to stand again!!!

i dont know whether thats awfully clever or something, but its pretty darned good for a kid in 4th grade. in any case, i think im good at putting things toegther. see whats making me write this awfully lengthy entry is the fact that a few months ago, a very precious thing of mine was lost: my 8 GB pendrive. now the fact that it had almost all of the photos that i had taken since i came to live where i am living right now (annual function, farewell practice, holi, random cute pics, etc) is not the only thing that makes it precious. the soclidng that i got from my parents... PHEW!!

anyway, all people who know me know that i lost it for i have been whining about it ever since.

now let me tell you exactly where and how i lost it.

i'd lent it to a friend who thought it would be a marvellous idea to return it to me when we met in the evening for our daily rounds of playing bandminton. no, not return it, shove it in front of my nose when i was reading a slam book, just so i could know she had indeed, brought it, and then throw it carelessly in my bicycles basket ( and not tell me she had done so) as we walked together to the cycle stand place.

anyway, i put the slam book in the basket, hoping it would be safe, and we went for playing badminton. and when we returned to my bike...

the slam book was on the ground, in the mud, i was pretty amused by that... till i returned home and told double ess she had forgotten to give me my pendrive and she said she'd put it in my basket. THATS when i freaked out. beacuse there was no pendrive on the ground/basket.

anyway after a lot of accusing/tears/fights i was able to forget about it. its almost been 3 months since and now: the mystery has raised its head again.

theres this really sweet junior that i have. REALLY sweet. TOO sweet for it to be real, as i later found out.

one day in school, 3 months after i lost my pendrive:

him: hey, u lost ur pendrive right?
me: yeah, how dyu know?
him: *little pause* double ess told me
me: oh!
him: the pendrive had "ska" written over it, right?
me: YES!
him: hehe, i saw a black guy pick it up (note: black here means dark complexioned)
me: what!?
him: yes, he was fiddling around with it but it was too dark so i couldnt notice his face... i was far away.
me: oh? what else did you see? what did he do? are yu sure he picked it up?
him: *shifty* sorry cant tell you anything else
me: *suspicious look* u seem to know a lot
him: hehe, gotta go

anyyyyway. so besides his shifty looks and nervous gestures, theres somethin else you should know about
1) double ess didnt know him. she couldnt possibly have told him bout the pen drive
2) he was so far away he couldnt notice the guys face, but he did read the tiny letters (ska) written on the drive?
3) he is NOT as sweet and innocent as it appears. i am usually pretty good at recognizin people. but MAN can he ACT! i kinda had doubts that he was the inncoent child he appeared to be when i saw him lying on the phone to his father, and drinking something that looked like cold coffee all alone in the local market, i mean ...that requires some level of ...not being slow.

he had made the folly of telling me about one of his old enemies, though, who doesnt live here anymore but is my friends brother. so i decided to do a little investigation, contacted the enemy and found out about the sweet guys past: he has a record of stealing and in general, talking behind peoples back,etc. he stole a cd once!

you know what im gettin at right? its mean to label someone as a thief so i wont do that. i have just told you all the ...evidences that make the needle of suspicion tilt a little towards him.

but in any case i dont know what i can possibly do. any hints/ideas/chocolate cakes? leave them right here!

you know you're in my school when:

hey guys! i have seen many posts around here like '100 ways to know you're in delhi" etc, and it gave me an inspiration to do one with my school. most of it is dark and shows my displeasure at being in my school, but whatever. just read and tell me whacha think ;)

you know you're in army school, brly cantt when:

1) you compliment the kids about how you've heard army skool is the best, and instead of thanking you /smiling/saying 'aw shucks!' they start laughing their asses off or exclaim with the expression of a baniya that has been betrayed, 'so did we!'

2) you ask kids about the school's principal and instead of being told the info you have to hear the followin: various swear words delievered with tasteful vengeance, something about the school going to dogs, him sitting in his office on sundays just to escape his wife/etc. you might also hear the words: chota recharge, gattu, etc.

3) you ask them who the best teacher is, the kids look at each other and burst out laughing again.

4) you ask them where they last went for a picnic, they repeat point no 2) or beat the shit out of you for 'sprinkling salt on their wounds'

5) you have a tense word with someone over a trivial matter and are told to meet them outside school. and no, it is NOT because they want to take you out to a friendly dinner/lunch to settle the matter.

6) if you visit during IPL season, you will be approached by many a students for whats popularly called satta... there's a whole IPL going on in the school itself.!! cautionary note: if you do take part in the betting, remember only to deal with experienced/reputed sattebaazez. most of the rest refuse to pay, and if you protest point no 5) is executed.

7) there is no need for you to fake food poisioning to escape tests, eating from the school canteen will do the trick for real.

8) you reach school and find half the population absent. then you realise it must be monday, for every monday is the time for 20 mark tests.

9) you learn to ignore huge masses of crowd gathered together in the field, encircling what you know would be the section C boys beating the crap out of each other, because it happens every other day.

10) students wishing teachers as they pass by them in the corrdiors mutter a swear words under thier breath.

11) you will have a strong knowledge of the choicest swear words/female/male body anatomy within a year of joining. words are written in the most un-ignorable places.

12) you press the open button of the CPU to insert a CD and find wrappers of Kacha Aam and other toffees stuffed there out of vengeance.

13) you will heard words like 'sources', 'setting', 'jugaad', 'jhand' from even the little kids, and when you ask what they mean, you'll be smirked at and refused to be told.

14) you know who john is. LOL.

15) you often hear noises that make you wonder if a drunken donkey is loose in the school. dont worry, it is only the music teacher passing on his knowledge of the 'saat surs' to his very excited [read: bored, tortured] students, who keep muttering stuff like 'log kehte hain main sharaabi hoon!' under thier breaths.

16) none of the chemicals in the chem lab works, thyre too diluted with water by the senior kids. also, never trust that bottle on the 13th shelf that says 'alcohol'... it is actually conc sulphuric acid. [i know nothing bout this i swear :p ]

17) every year on holi, teachers conduct 'surprise' checking of the bags and sieze all colors/water balloons errc. when the students leave... they play with it.

18) you will find various photos on the school computer where the head of the principal has been cropped out and stuck in the most objectionable places.

19) chalks and window clay are VERY dangerous things and any one seen with them should be run away from. FAST.

20) last but not the least... there is no such shit as "even after all the above points, students are proud to be part of the army school"... they are NOT, and all of them want to get out fast.

DONE!

now reading: hearts in atlantis by stephen king
now listening: cry me a river, lostprophets
now wanting: a friend

cya.

blah blah blogging

right now, i'm sitting at the last seat of our computer lab and blogging! we are supposed to be doing some C++ thing but blah! its not everyday you find the internet of your school actually WORKING!!

sir just came by and saw me interneting. he is sort of pissed, but i guess he should get used to the fact that i am no longer the goody two shoes that i was in 11th. i mean really. give me a BREAK!

he is still looking at me O_o its weird. he looks pissed. no one listens to him actually

darn, the boy adjacent to me needs him. hes coming.... aah! bless sonum she got him before.

anyway, so my friends are playing table tennis outside. if i turn around my head i can see guys playin football too!

im sort of bored right now. gah. we thought we would ask our sir for a games period but he looked so voldy like... standing there by the gate demanding to see practical copies as we entered... that we let it go.

hmm. what else? pratibha just came and sat by me.

she says hi.

:P

hey i hear clappin outside. maybe HG died...*wishes fervently*

grrr no.. i just looked. just a stupid table tennis thing.

hmm lets see if i can excuse myself and go play one round of table tennis.. or not. first off sir is majorly pissed.

and OH! look whos playing. my very good friend-turned-ignorable person-turned-backbiter though i dont care- turned enemy. i SO do not stand any chances of gettin to even smell the bat.

not like i wanna. ew.

18 minutes still remain till schools out. DAMN then stupid 3 hour coaching of chemistry ...and i missed it last time so i ll have to copy extra 3 hours of work.

i think i ll go now..

SEEYA!

now reading: anythin for you ma'am (yeah i know, GAY! but i ve retunred all library books ...blah)
now listening to: ping pong ping pong
now wanting: AC... too hot in here.

oh my god LOL!

So I follow a lot of blogs around here and in one of them i found a review about the famous "Vernokia decides to Die" by Paulo Coelho. I have read the book on my computer ( which, btw, takes away almost ALL of the fun. I mean you cant smell the pages of ebooks or snuggle with them in your bed and it spoils your eyes to a great degree! And it has another disadvantage too - TCTS (read further to find out).). Anyway, I found ths book SO overrated! And short, and absolutely pointless!

But apparently, as I found out while reading that blog... I HAD ONLY READ HALF THE BOOK ! LMAO! I read that review I told you about and found out that SO much more happens! The Ebook I had was only half of the whole thing and THATS why i found it so hard to believe that it was the ending ! Bwhahahaha, isnt that funny?

Anyway, I have to find out good ebook sites !

Spoiler alert: For those who HAVE read this book, i ended at the part where Veronika wakes up to find herself in a mental hospital. I thought THAT was meant to teach her a lesson for tryin suicide! LOL i cant stop laughing.

Gotta go p33pz !

P.S. My braces will be the death of me. I couldnt eat/drink ANYTHING today because of this severe cut in my tongue (which has now been taken care of) . And not eating wouldnt have bothered me so much if I was the person I was ...er....till some days ago. But I'm tryin to put on weight these days {*watches half the female population faint*} and am feeling sorry right now about my poor little stomach :(

P.P.S SCHOOL SUCKS more than ever.

P.P.P.S : Did you guys watch the solar eclipse ?! Oh god, i so totally wanted to but it apparently wasnt goin to be as visible where i live! Bahness!

Anyway, cya guys :D

Now reading: NUFFIN! =[
Now listening to: Washin machine 0_O
Now wanting: stone cold attitude towards someone.

OOOOOUCHH!!!

my braces officially SUCK!

forget what i said about them being shiny and metallic and making my upper lip pout hence making it sexy!

every new day is the birth of a new type of pain at a new type of place in my mouth. right now i am in SO much pain it's hard to believe. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. @*@(@.....

worst part! i was fiddling with the wire cos it sort of made the pain go away and i snapped out the square metallic thing that they stick on ur teeth surface through which the wire passes. the wire is sticking out in midair right now {midair in my mouth, yeah its confusing}.

thats the 2nd square thingy coming off since i got them. GRRR. i hope this wont result into them being more horrible thn earlier o_O

whatever though....OUUUUCCCHHH!

random chain of random thoughts ...

I don’t know why I am the bitter person that I am. I honestly don’t want to be. I love people who are in love with life and who’re constantly upto one thing or the other. No scratch that. I am insanely jealous of those people who are like that. I mean that’s what life’s all about right? (not the jealousy, I mean being upto various activities). At least to me it is. The world is such a large place with so many great places to see, adventures to experience, feelings to…well, feel!, lessons to be learnt… how very unfortunate that most of us are stuck in pre destined forms of life created for them by their parents. No scratch “most of us”. I mean ME.

I dream of a world where every individual IS an individual in the very sense of the word. Where people live and let live. Unfortunately mine is a society where people seriously limit your freedom. My mom is the one who’s always imposing me with the idea that my image in the society is what matters the most in life. I know I must care for a reputation ( and yeah it’s not exactly like I want to be a pole dancer or anything). I just … wanna explore the world and see what those experiences make me. I wanna grow.. I’m just so terribly static right now. There are a lot of you out there who by the time they’re my age have been to a whole load of places, have met innumerable people and are just….on the go every minute.

Anyway, this started off as a post about my being a bitter person and it’s become something else. SEE, I cant even write properly. So there goes my chance at being a writer/editor/journalist. Not like I was hoping to be one anyway. I don’t think that’s what I want. I was just saying. Maybe I’m just random and cant think one thought at a time. Or maybe, as my English education right now isn’t going very well, it’s not my fault. Or maybe I’m a failure at one more thing. (writing something coherent!)

Anyway, so I am completely filled with hate. Every single thing in the universe will generate a sarcastic/ “who cares about how pretty/smart/awesome you are, I have enough problems of my own” type of response. GAH. I HATE HOW I HATE SO MUCH. And I sort of know the reason. See my life hasn’t actually been as … happy as an average person’s. Or maybe I’m just a being rotten, ungrateful prat. I don’t know.

Anyway, all this. It’s making me VERY anti social. There’s just absolutely nothing called security in me . I am surprised to find myself loved and actually wanted by people… (wanted, HAHA). Ahem, anyway.

So yeah. I hate people in general. They are dumb, conceited, stereotyped, are ready to lecture you about how you should do things/ the way you should think about things (FUCK YOU SO CALLED PATRIOTS) .. (this is from a recent experience), and are ever, ever ready to trample on your self esteem and derive great pleasure from it. And then going off to hunt for some bunnies.

All this may make me seem like a 6 year old girl who gets bullied everyday. I don’t. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. But that doesn’t make them any right-er.

GRR. I was SO different from this hateful person when I was smaller. Ignorance is bliss, shall we say? I was full of life and optimistic and NEVER EVER lost hope. I miss me. I give up these days. On everything.

Anyway, it’s about 2:30 and I have got school tomorrow. Don’t even get me started on that mental place. I feel suffocated there. Fucking shallow, dumb people in front of whom I smile my fake smile and they don’t even notice it. Or maybe they do but just not care. Yeah, should be the latter.

Mehh. Signing off.

15 reasons why you dont wanna be me

a series of unfortunate events has occured in the past 24 hours that makes me lose faith in humanity.

caution: this is not a very happy post. sod off if you dont like ungrateful teenagers whining.

1. my mom just lost her job. and why's that bad for me? because first off shes always been there for me cheering me up when i lost somehting and see her upset ( about something i agree she should be upset about) is not something i like.and it's not even her fault, they only took people from their own unit + 2 ppl who were in the firm for years (experince helps) she'd only joined last year so yeah.

and 2nd, well there's something i cant tell you. lets call it IFG. well, her losing her job resulted into IFG. and i HATE it.

2. people are being evil. i just came to know about the ending of a fab movie i was dying to see (it's not everyday I wanna see a movie, believe me.) and when i got mad at the person they just laughed and told me about another person who dies in the movie. -_- very funny. go develop a sense of humour before you face the world.

3. well, the sun. it was so awesoemly windy till 3:59 pm today. grey skies and a cool wind is the only weather yours truly likes, and so i was excited to actually step out of me house and go to coaching classes {3 hours of them, too. so u understand how being excited about them is a novelty}. anyway, at PRECISELY 4 o clock, the sun came out. not the dull, warmish sun that makes me think of hogwarts (go figure.) but HARSH, SIZZLING HOT sun that can make iron evaporate. even then i decided against beggin my parents not to go to coaching and went down to my garage only to find my cycle was punctured. badly.. another reason not to go. but i went up {AGAIN.} and told my dad and he decided to drop me by car. instead of letting me be.

4. a major end-of-the-term feast was going to take place on this website of harry potter. i had contributed to the preparation by spending hours on the net making graphics, composin playlists and what not. well i thought the feast was supposed to be on 27th july. WRONG. i checked out the website on 30th june only to note i'd missed all the fun 3 days ago. *(^#&*^#&$%^&#$%^#$^%#$

5. i can only tolerate parents bickering for so long.

6. my grandma. okie so you're gonna gasp and splutter but i do not like her invading my privacy. she intervenes in EVERYTHING.

7. my exams are only about 15 days away. hey wait thats almost half a month but whatever. 4 chapters of organic chemistry will be the death of me.

8. bad hair day today. coudlnt find my rubber band. took hours to tie hair into a ...whatever its called.

9. my jaw is paining. my braces have sharp needle points that hurt me at points i didnt even know existed.

10. my only friend in this town who helps me get through school is "sick" or so she says and therefore isnt coming to school..( it's awfuler than it sounds.)

11. did i actually reach the 10th point!?!?!?! reason enuff to be sad.

12. my internet is being a bastard today. orkut/facebook wont open so i'm making this list.

13===> is supposed to be haunted.

14. mom just told me to get my ass off the computer. orkut still hasnt opened.

15. i think i'll go now

now listening to: boom boom pow (i hate this song so much)
now reading: far from the madding crowd
now wanting: nirvana