20 Oct
Parent Teacher Meeting
“Mom, its going to be a bit of timepass, come on” .
“ok ok , I will go with you”. So PTM here I come.
I was cribbing about the PTM but it is a nice feeling , a sense of proud and achievement when you are bringing your parents to meet the teachers , mind it i.e only when you are first in class, not when you screw up the papers.
“Good morning Madam” I said in the most humble and sincere way one can imagine and introduced her to mom. She greeted me and mom and started telling about my marks and all and then mom asked her the question I dreaded the most “Howz arhan in the class, Does he talk a lot or not???”
No No No, I m dead now, neelima is going to spill all the beans now as I closed my eyes and looked for a place to hide.
“No Mrs arora, he is very silent and sweet and is not at all any trouble in the class and now to he is the monitor of the class”.
Before I could believe my ears and pinch myself, a sound came , a melodius sound , a sound with lot of grit and confidence in it.
[B]“Aunty itni to baatein karta hai aur har waqt bas bolta hee rehta hai”.[/B]
Who is this? Such guts to complain about me and that too to my mom.
It was the most unexpected person I had ever imagined, ARHENIKA .
No way, Nah can’t be she, she never talks with any boy , leave aside talking with boys she is even very shy with girls and she is talking like this in front of my mom and even her mom as I had heard that she is very afraid of her parents.
Something In her hit me. I couldn’t just gather the words to reply or say anything at all. I was continuously looking at her as she greeted my mom and introudced herself.
Whatever you call it Love at first talk (can’t be at first sight as I had already seen her) or appreciation of the act of courage she had done, I believed that this girl has something special and I should know more of her.
She’s the one ; yes indeed she’s the one……
Friday, September 4, 2009
Exams and the Aftermath
Why do we have exams?????
It's the Mid-year exams and everybody is busy preparing for them.
I am least worried though and my life is going on as normal, talking and chit chatting while the lectures are going on.
Well if you are thinking why am i not having even a blink of concern about exams is becuase i am a night bird, the ullu as they call it, i can roam the whole day away wasting time but at night time its me and my studies.
Coming back to the class, we had a new team of monitors , a girl named Arhenika khanna - the no nonsense , completely studious , shy , introvert and serious girl (completely opposite to what i am) and another boy Duggal- 6 ft bouncer.
Now as i am the most chirpy and talkative boy in the class, it's the moral duty of our girl monitor to write my name on the blackboard because of which i had to face the grunt of the teachers many a times.
Exams came and there was a scare in some of the papers but overall they went well.
Meanwhile i was getting frustrated of seeing my name everytime on the board and had to persuade duggal to rub it off so as to save myself.
i don't know whats the problem of arhenika, "Main hee milta hun kya har time ; kisi aur ka bhee naam likh do" is what i used to shout but she never relented.
Few Days passed and now it was the time of the results.
"You Rascal, Where's the treat?" shouted Sameer.
"Why what happened" I retorted. Sameer is one of my classmates who only wants to eat all the time and is never shy of asking for parties and treats. He once asked a treat from one of the girls on she wearing a new hairband. Ahem !!!
"You have topped dude, for the first time you have beaten Sandy. This is something huge and i am coming to your place in the evening".
"Holy Cow. How did that happen? Let me confirm and then we will decide the treat" as i ran towards the notice board where the result was displayed.
Indeed i had topped with maximum marks in mathematics (My Fav) and what came as a surprise to me was me getting highest marks in chemistry.
Our Class teacher Mrs Neelima used to teach us chemistry and in a single day i had turned from a constant nagger to THE CLASS TOPPER in her eyes.
The look of disdain and indifference that she used to give me earlier while seeing my name on the board , now turned into appreciation and admiration and i was to be rewarded for it.
And What was the reward?????
"We are going to change the monitors for the class now, Arhenika will be replaced by Mrinalini and Duggal will be replaced by Arhan" Mrs Neelima said after the appreciation.
Arhan- Arhan arora thats me , you must be kidding right? Its like giving the job of inspector to the most coveted thief but it was to be and i was now incharge of handling all the chaos which inevitably 9 out of 10 times was due to me.
I was finding it tough to be honest, telling people not to talk was quite embarassing considering my past records.
"We are having a Parent Teacher Meeting on Saturday the 20th Oct, everybody has to come along with their parents and don't take me lightly , its complulsory for everyone and i mean everyone" Mrs Neelima announced which felt more like an order.
She can be very strict at times and its better not to mess with her.
"Why it is compluslory yaar? My parents come to school only when the new academic session starts and now i have to get them on saturday" I was cribbing again.
"Dude you know neelima , she will be really angry if you are not coming with your parents, and bring them yaar , they will feel good , finally you have beaten me , Ha Ha" , Sandy went into laughter after saying this.
Though Sandy and me always use to compete for positions we were the best of friends since last 6 years and for the first time Sandy had came second in any type of exam, but still he was cool as he said only you can beat me no one else.
It helps being around with true friends especially since Ravi , my mate , my brother and my best friend from 10 years had to change the school.
Its time to convince mom now for the PTM.
About my family i am the younger of the two brothers. My mom is a housewife and my dad is a textile dealer ; the major profession in ludhiana, Yes i am from ludhiana ,a Punjabi.
20 Oct
Parent Teacher Meeting
... A day i today wish that should never had come but no one can stop destiny.......Can we???
It's the Mid-year exams and everybody is busy preparing for them.
I am least worried though and my life is going on as normal, talking and chit chatting while the lectures are going on.
Well if you are thinking why am i not having even a blink of concern about exams is becuase i am a night bird, the ullu as they call it, i can roam the whole day away wasting time but at night time its me and my studies.
Coming back to the class, we had a new team of monitors , a girl named Arhenika khanna - the no nonsense , completely studious , shy , introvert and serious girl (completely opposite to what i am) and another boy Duggal- 6 ft bouncer.
Now as i am the most chirpy and talkative boy in the class, it's the moral duty of our girl monitor to write my name on the blackboard because of which i had to face the grunt of the teachers many a times.
Exams came and there was a scare in some of the papers but overall they went well.
Meanwhile i was getting frustrated of seeing my name everytime on the board and had to persuade duggal to rub it off so as to save myself.
i don't know whats the problem of arhenika, "Main hee milta hun kya har time ; kisi aur ka bhee naam likh do" is what i used to shout but she never relented.
Few Days passed and now it was the time of the results.
"You Rascal, Where's the treat?" shouted Sameer.
"Why what happened" I retorted. Sameer is one of my classmates who only wants to eat all the time and is never shy of asking for parties and treats. He once asked a treat from one of the girls on she wearing a new hairband. Ahem !!!
"You have topped dude, for the first time you have beaten Sandy. This is something huge and i am coming to your place in the evening".
"Holy Cow. How did that happen? Let me confirm and then we will decide the treat" as i ran towards the notice board where the result was displayed.
Indeed i had topped with maximum marks in mathematics (My Fav) and what came as a surprise to me was me getting highest marks in chemistry.
Our Class teacher Mrs Neelima used to teach us chemistry and in a single day i had turned from a constant nagger to THE CLASS TOPPER in her eyes.
The look of disdain and indifference that she used to give me earlier while seeing my name on the board , now turned into appreciation and admiration and i was to be rewarded for it.
And What was the reward?????
"We are going to change the monitors for the class now, Arhenika will be replaced by Mrinalini and Duggal will be replaced by Arhan" Mrs Neelima said after the appreciation.
Arhan- Arhan arora thats me , you must be kidding right? Its like giving the job of inspector to the most coveted thief but it was to be and i was now incharge of handling all the chaos which inevitably 9 out of 10 times was due to me.
I was finding it tough to be honest, telling people not to talk was quite embarassing considering my past records.
"We are having a Parent Teacher Meeting on Saturday the 20th Oct, everybody has to come along with their parents and don't take me lightly , its complulsory for everyone and i mean everyone" Mrs Neelima announced which felt more like an order.
She can be very strict at times and its better not to mess with her.
"Why it is compluslory yaar? My parents come to school only when the new academic session starts and now i have to get them on saturday" I was cribbing again.
"Dude you know neelima , she will be really angry if you are not coming with your parents, and bring them yaar , they will feel good , finally you have beaten me , Ha Ha" , Sandy went into laughter after saying this.
Though Sandy and me always use to compete for positions we were the best of friends since last 6 years and for the first time Sandy had came second in any type of exam, but still he was cool as he said only you can beat me no one else.
It helps being around with true friends especially since Ravi , my mate , my brother and my best friend from 10 years had to change the school.
Its time to convince mom now for the PTM.
About my family i am the younger of the two brothers. My mom is a housewife and my dad is a textile dealer ; the major profession in ludhiana, Yes i am from ludhiana ,a Punjabi.
20 Oct
Parent Teacher Meeting
... A day i today wish that should never had come but no one can stop destiny.......Can we???
Introduction
Hi I am Arhan Arora
5ft 7" , Fair in color , 15 years old boy
These are the details that matter nothing , what matters is that i have the most uncanny luck you can ever imagine, wherever i go i am the centre of attraction for whatever reason possible
I don' t talk to girls (They are creatures from the other world)
Whatever fun i do it is among the gang of friends i have namely Ravi , Sandy etc
I am what you call the toyboy of our class, many pranks are played on me and i have a list of around 50+ nicknames (you will get to know them in time)
Not boring you much right now , i am in class +1 studying non medical and among the top 3 in class ( Quite studious)
Life was going smoothly and with fun as for a 15 year old until one day..
5ft 7" , Fair in color , 15 years old boy
These are the details that matter nothing , what matters is that i have the most uncanny luck you can ever imagine, wherever i go i am the centre of attraction for whatever reason possible
I don' t talk to girls (They are creatures from the other world)
Whatever fun i do it is among the gang of friends i have namely Ravi , Sandy etc
I am what you call the toyboy of our class, many pranks are played on me and i have a list of around 50+ nicknames (you will get to know them in time)
Not boring you much right now , i am in class +1 studying non medical and among the top 3 in class ( Quite studious)
Life was going smoothly and with fun as for a 15 year old until one day..
Monday, November 3, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Salute to the Man Jumbo The True Champion
Anil Kumble Bid Adeiu to a wonderful career on 2nd of November 2008
And with the 3rd test match ending in a tame draw, all the focus now shifts to a man who has carried all the pressure, praise, criticism, adulation, accolades so very well on those broad shoulders. We're talking of a man who has shown the world what commitment is, a man who has always believed to walk the walk and not talk the talk. Anil Kumble, probably one of the stand out figures in Indian cricket known more for his Lion-hearted character than anything else. Remember this man has done it all for his nation, right from pouring sweat till blood. He has played with a broken jaw, went on playing with raw injuries and did it all without a single blemish or a complaint on his face. He has always been a champion. Experts always say that you can judge a person's actual popularity and nature by the way he is treated by the people who have seen him from close quarters. There it is, all his team mates have gathered around him, hugging him and bidding farewell to a true champion.
The last wicket which was a caught and bowled which he took with broken fingers when people were dropping sitters perfectly exemplifies the defiance and teh spirit of the man
Salute to you Jumbo
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Don't Hurt Me
I told you not to hurt me
not to break this fragile heart
you went and did it anyway
I just kept getting torn apart
I keep falling deeper
each time hurting worst then the last
I don't know how to stop this
I can't run from the past
I thought you were different
that you liked me for me
you seemed so kind and sweet
but I was too blind to see
you're eyes gave me hope
that I finally found true love
you're smile made me believe
that there was a god above
it all came crashing down
of course what else is new
nothing in my life goes right
hurt is all I ever do
so I'm giving up on loving you
on you pretending you still care
because in the end I wont have you
You were never really there!
not to break this fragile heart
you went and did it anyway
I just kept getting torn apart
I keep falling deeper
each time hurting worst then the last
I don't know how to stop this
I can't run from the past
I thought you were different
that you liked me for me
you seemed so kind and sweet
but I was too blind to see
you're eyes gave me hope
that I finally found true love
you're smile made me believe
that there was a god above
it all came crashing down
of course what else is new
nothing in my life goes right
hurt is all I ever do
so I'm giving up on loving you
on you pretending you still care
because in the end I wont have you
You were never really there!
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