the torment

it has really been extremely very exhasperating. eleventh standard is not as easy as it seemed to me earlier. one has to be cautious to the hilt while dealing with each and every issue. i have been murdering time as if it were my own sweet property. i would not say that i am killing time even now while writing this post. its just that after spending a hell lot of time doing all sorts of unnecessary stuff, this post which i had planned to pen quite a while earlier had to materialze some way or the other since i was desperately in need to express myself. okay so before my moms temper flares up yet again for the umpteenth time. i have to say goodbye to only myself.

A NEW FRONTIER

Finally, all the formalities are done with and I have been successfully and officially gained admission in my school in which I have been studying since nursery. That's precisely from 1996 onwards which is a pretty long time I tell you. Without getting nostalgic , I can almost instantaneously rush through almost every important memory of my school life. I thought that I shared a special bond with my teachers, and what wonderful ones that left a permanent imprint on my otherwise fragile memory. Its pretty annoying and disgusting to blog in pressure and to blog when there's a whole lot of work to be done. I unintentionally had my maa read my post just to showoff the internet channel that I had recently downloaded on my Wii. I was thinking that when I had started blogging I had sweared to continue writing something everyday that would keep my literary skills intact and also provide an impetus to express myself more freely and sensibly. As always I have remained erratic but hope to correct myself soon. I perfectly am aware that after my school/college starts I would be left with little or almost no time to update my blog, nevertheless I would attempt to keep it updated to my satisfaction and pleasure. I know that I will continue my association with English but I only hope that I get a perfect teacher. I know that every teacher tries to inculcate the maximum possible knowledge into a child's mind but the manner in which it is done is what matters the most. By perfect teachers I mean my previous years' classteacher or even my standard EIGHTH English teacher would suffice but definitely not the NINTH standard one. Its not that she's incapable of teaching but only that I am unable to comprehend what she utters. Please god don't thing I am an offensive ,overconfident brat - only that I require your assistance in providing me with my favourites that would boost my understanding and lead to a better score in the examinations. I am still in a dillema whether to join any tuitions or not ? Would I require them or not ? Nobody but me can answer those questions but HOW & WHEN ? Everybody has been buzzing around with hype that standard eleventh and tenth have no links whatsoever,  ITS GOING TO BE EXTREMELY DIFFICULT, AND ALL THAT STUFF... But I, MASTER MUKUND RAJESH KEDIA HEREBY SWEAR IN THE NAME OF LORD SHRI RAM THAT I AM GOING TO BE UNPERTURBED BY WHAT RUBBISH RUMOURS ARE DOING THE ROUNDS, NOW IN THE ABSENCE OF ANY OF MY USELESS PALS IN CLASS XI, MY ULTIMATE AIM WOULD BE TO FOCUS ON THE TASK UNFINISHED IN STANDARD X. THE ROAD TO GLORY FOR SURE IS FILLED WITH EXTREMER OBSTACLES, AVERSE CIRCUMSTANCES, UNTOLD BARRIERS AND MUCH MORE BUT THIS TIME I AM DETERMINED AND DESTINED TO EXCEL. FROM THIS MOMENT ONWARDS I SHUN ALL MY SINS, I TAKE LESSONS FROM MY PAST TO TREAD CAUTIOUSLY IN THE PRESENT AND MAKE MY FUTURE GLORIOUS. AFTER ALL THE RACE IS NOT FINISHED AS I HAVEN'T WON IT YET. THE EVER GRACIOUS GOD HAS GIVEN ME THIS SECOND OPPORTUNITY AND I SHALL GRAB IT WITH BOTH HANDS. BETTER STILL THE TOPPER IS IN MY STREAM AND THERE ARE NO DISTRACTIONS TO ELIMINATE. SO LET THE BEST QUALITIES OF MINE BE EMBODIED IN ME AND THE WORST IN ME BE DRAINED OUT IMMEDIATELY. MAY MY AMBITIONS BE STRONG LIKE THE STEEL AND RIGID AS A STONE. THIS TIME ONE LAPSE IN THE METHODOLOGY, A SENSE OF LAX BEHAVIOUR OR ATTITUDE AND I SHALL BE GONE FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER. I IMPLORE GOD TO HELP ME MAKE EACH WORD OF MY PLEDGE A LIVING TRUTH AND NOT TO BE SQUANDERED AWAY WITH EASE. OPPORTUNITIES GALORE BUT A MISSTEP CAN CAUSE ME MY LIFE. PLEASE GUIDE ME MY LORD WHILE I MAKE MY BEST POSSIBLE EFFORTS TO TRIUMPH. A NEW FRONTIER HAS HERALDED WHICH INVITES ME TO CONQUER THE SAME. JAI HANUMAN, MAY GOD GRANT ME ABSOLUTE SUCCESS IN THIS ENDEAVOUR.

Amen

MY PARENTS' JOY

Even though I couldn't emerge as a topper in my examinations, still my parents were ecstatic about my achievement. I was glad that my passport size photograph had appeared on the second row of the third page of the local supplement of The Hitavada. I recieved quite a few congratulatory messages on the 26th of may, my parents were happy and so was I. But the same intensity of happiness was not observed on some of the others' faces. ON my nanaji's face to be precise but frankly speaking I had promised 95% plus and I nearly delivered it so no need to regret I believe. I ain't a crybaby and I didn't behave like one. I was bowled over by my papa when he distributed XXL rasgullas on me putting up a good show in the examintions. It was an overwhelming gesture on his part which won't be forgotten by me for the rest of my life. My mothers' joy was no less and I wasn't entitled to ask for rewards and awards since I had already recieved a truckload of goodies - A Best Of Europe tour, A TISSOT t-touch, BOSE earphones and much more. I think I will never be able to relieve myself from the enormous debt that my parents have put on me by showering such lavish luxuries from such a tender age. I would really regret misbehaving with my parents on any account but sometimes there's a lack of understanding which leads to squabbles but nevertheless they mean a lot to me. I salute their spirit and hope that I become worthy enough to deserve them. Thank YOU god for gifting me such invaluable assets.

SIGH !!!

It has been a long time since I last blogged. The last time I did was in Vizag and this is the first time that I am blogging from my OWN LAPTOP which my father bought for me the year before. I know that I haven't quite taken the best out of it but nevertheless, It is quite a helpful companion during school projects. If only I had my cartridge issue sorted out I would have created magnificent projects without any cyan misprints, however even what I made was good enough. The way that I am blogging today is quite embarrassing, especially when I am quite aware that my parents totally disapprove of my demeanour. Finally, I have my TENTH CLASS CENTRAL BOARD OF SECONDARY EDUCATION'S A.I.S.S.E RESULTS out and no I haven't failed. The school performed exceptionally well and the credit goes to some of the students' glittering luck and some others' "HARD WORK PAYS" (READ Miss. Vedvati Albal who has emerged the best in Maharashtra with a staggering, stunning, dumbfounding 98.6%). Newspapers claim that her figures are the second coolest all over India, but I am a strong disbeliever of this particular notion.

How can people draw such conclusions without any reasonable shreds of evidence behind their claims? True that I envy her, also agreed that I am dead jealous but what can I do. To speak the truth, what is more saddening and disheartening is that I share my position and percentage with nine other people from my institution itself. I am quite sure that it is quite pessimistic to think that no one is going to read what I blog, but it is also true that all those who would read my blog would be quite interested to know how exactly had I fared in the examinations. Well, I notched up a decent 477 out of 500 which amounts to 95.4 %  but I know that it is not enough in this competitive world. I had always dreamt and prayed and implored to the almighty to fulfil my wish of becoming the ALL INDIA A.I.S.S.E topper but Alas! I couldn't make it to the elite league. My determination wasn't enough to generate enough firepower to clinch this glorious battle and even my willpower was far from acceptable. I didn't achieve it because it was a classic case of out of sight and out of mind. I lost my focus completely and got what I truly deserved. I have no reasons to complain since I myself am responsible for where and what I am today even though I had everything yet I went amiss. WHY? It's a question that needs to be critically analysed and pondered upon. I need to draw out the positives of my defeat and move ahead to become INEVITABLE! 

Friends...

At every stage of life, we have companionship in the form of friends.

Believe it or not, but they fall into different categories. Some of them are ad hoc friends - this means that they will be by our side only when we are prosperous or they are gaining something out of our friendship to fulfil their selfish aspirations. 

Another breed that is a rarity is the lifelong friends who stand by us through thick and thin. Be it a purple patch or turbulent times, they'll always be by our side. It indeed melts our heart to witness the warmth exhibited by our true friends which prompt us to do something that will relieve us of the priceless debt which he has conferred upon us by his constant support, care and brotherhood. 

An important barrier in friendship is money or any entity associated with the same. It is a hindrance and a dangerous obstacle in the soulful rendering of the melody called friendship. We can find a large number of friends who would be willing to go out and enjoy with us provided we are the whole and sole sponsors of the hullabaloo. 

A true friend is never like a burden, he is the one who is as constant as the pole star. He will rejoice in our joy and lend a shoulder to cry upon in case of sorrow or difficulties. 

A friendship begins when 2 wavelengths overlap, it is the coming together of like-minded people and not people of the same cast, creed, community, race or gender. These platitudes have little existence in front of the magnanimity of friendship. 

I may be getting a bit preachy but all the same, this is what it's all about, isn't it? Different people draw out different meanings of the same word. The same's the case here. Some believe that it is all about having fun with your friends, these are the less serious ones, others share there each event of life with their friends without wanting to divulge the details from the other side. All in all, it can be surely concluded that every new lifelong relation begins with FRIENDSHIP.

Examination Results and the reckoning...

As the date to the D - day draws close, more than your expectations, others' anxiety bowls you over. People around you start pacifying you advocating you to remain cool and calm, not knowing at all as to how you fared in the examinations. 

The mental rigour which a student undergoes is similar to the turmoil undergone by a soldier in the course of a war. And as in a war, the heartbeats relax only when you know that the army has triumphed, the same is the case with us, students. They can heave a sigh of relief only when they have their results in hand. 

Irrespective of the fact that how many people are going to read this blog, this topic gives me the requisite fillip to write something and polish my literary skills. 

I am convinced that owing to my seriousness during the exams I will definitely put up a good show but nevertheless I am hoping for the best and am also prepared for the worst. A good result will indeed be a tribute to all those who have fuelled my ambition of becoming a topper. 

I implore God to play his part in ensuring a splendid finale for me. I seek his blessings which I would require at each step of my life and also request him to make me healthy, wealthy and wise.