Thursday, February 15, 2007


I had my computer science practical yesterday. The viva totally sucked. The external examinor asked me stupid questions which I couldn't answer.
I just have this knack of appearing stupid (and unbelievably dumb) whenever I'm in the company of other people. People think I'm the kind of person who has a hard time understanding fractions and decimals. Same thing happened yesterday. The external examiner thought I was the kind of guy who wouldn't be able to write a hello world program in C++.
Anyhow, I finished my practical by 12:30. I roamed around in school for a while as I had to say "something" to "someone" till I figured I was making a fool of myself. And I couldn't locate "someone". So, I left for Priya by 1:00. By 1:30 I decided to go back to school. Reached back by 1:50, just when the buses were leaving and managed to make a fool of myself again.
So, then I went back to Priya again. What with St. Valentine's day and "love in the air", it was pretty nauseating. I didn't stick around too long.

Today I also got my SAT - I result. I must take my subject tests again.
SAT I- 2380 (780 in Math)
I won the bet.

As of now, I'm up to my chin in organic chem. Also, I'm figuring out how to NOT look like an idiot in front of other people.
One of these days, I'm going to buy a mountain bike.
Let me take this opportunity to tell you about this rather awesome lines:-
All generalizations are incorrect.
My advice to people is not to dispense advice.
I know they haven't been written verbatim, but this is all I can remember.

I also request two minutes of silence. Yesterday was St. Valentine's day. The day P.G. Wodehouse, the greatest author of all time, died. I shall never be able to enjoy V-Day.


P.S. I hate it when people say "anyways". For god sake its "anyway", without an 's'.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

What's with the world?

250 applicants, out of the total 5000 (approx.), were accepted and admitted to the nursery school of DPS. The acceptance rate is about 5%.

5 %.

Wait. Do you know what Harvard's acceptance rate for undergraduate students is?
Ans: 9%

Conclusion: It's harder to get into the Nursery School of DPS than Harvard.


Thursday, February 01, 2007


So, school life has officially come to an end for us. DPS RKP bid us farewell yesterday in the aptly named Greenfields on a hot, sunny day. It is now, officially, over.

Its sad. The school has been like a companion that we've been walking with. At the start of this "journey", our "companion" walked right by us, hand-in-hand. It made sure we didn't fall or wander. It guided us around obstacles and led us ahead. As we moved further along this path, the grip loosened, until it (our companion) finally let go. It started to walk besides us, shoulder-to-shoulder, with a proud look on its face. Encouraged us, pushed us forward. We started to believe in ourselves and moved forward. We thought it'd always be this way. Walking ahead, but never without our companion. But it was not to be. Suddenly, we realized our companion wasn't walking with us anymore; it had left us. We turned back and could see our long-time companion waving back at us, sad, holding back tears, yet proud that we were now MEN who could go out in the world. But there was no going back, we could only look back and say "Goodbye. And thank you."
Yesterday was that day. We finally realized that school life has come to an end for all of us. The end was bitter-sweet.

This is the kinda stuff I'd write in an essay. But as this is a blog post, I'll change my tone.

The farewell was an interesting event which, due to the formally attired students, resembled an Indian wedding. At this point it would be worthwhile to point out Akshat and Gursartaj were somewhat "standing-out". Akshat Verma was totally "pimped-up", dressed in a white suit and a Hawaiian blue shirt. Gudi was dressed so informally, he made everyone else feel rather jealous.
In terms of the timing of the event, it was supposed to start at 2:30 and end at 4:30. However, most people arrived after 3:00 and left by 5:30. The only exceptions to this were Aniket Roy and Gudi. While Gudi arrived at 3:15 and left by 4:00, Aniket walked in at 4:30.
The so-called cultural event was quite ordinary and rather annoying. The skit was a shame, the songs were pathetic and no one was interested. I still don't know why they even tried.
And, yeah, it was hot. Blazing hot. It cooled down a bit by 5:00, though. Like last year, Sid and I tried to fool the guard, who was making an idiot of himself. Last year, Gudi helped us with this task. However, this year, Mohit Taneja and Pritish Malik assumed his position and ably helped us dupe the guard-who-was-making-an-idiot-of-himself.
The food was also pretty ordinary. Aloo tikki and Chaat is not the ideal thing to be served on a supposedly formal event. The food only added to the Shaadi-like atmosphere.
It was also quite hard finding other people. There were close to a thousand students in a football field, after all. It gets quite crowded so basically its a pain trying to find anyone else. Cellphones to the rescue!
By 5:35, we were asked to leave rather curtly. Heck, if they hadn't literally pushed us out, we would've stuck around till god-knows-when.
Then we left. It was over. And let me say its been nice knowing all of you. Thank you.

Check out the pics below.

Jasmeet Khosla, me, Rohit Arora, Tarun and Akshat

Me and Mihir Dutta.
Mohit and Pritish are also visible in the background.

Sid, The Cow, Gudi and me

Live long, my son.

A lot of people.
Me, Raghav Khullar, Mohit, Ankit Srivastava, Pritish, Sid, Akshay, Vibhu and half of Adarsh
Siddhant, Akshay, Gudi, me and Sid
Aashish Manchanda, me and Rasagy.
Two really smart guys and the President of Exun (me).

Mohit, Sid and Pritish
RG, behind a couple of cameras

Akshay Johar and Akshat Verma.

Part of Class 12-H.
Mohit, Shomi, Akshat Verma(the pimp), me, Arpit, Rishabh and Sanchit.
Deepak's head also visible, right behind Akshat.

Vibhu, TDG, Siddhant and me.
Seemingly Siddhant and I have won something. (Notice the "V" signs.)
RG, Adarsh, Vibhu and me
Siddhant saying, "We're grown-ups."