I really like this

I have read a lot of books. I decided to share these books. I am going to write down the name of some bokks and one line about each of them.
PG Wodehouse- Joy in the morning_ very cute characters and really funny
Enid Blyton-Famous five_ fun, clever and witty
HG Wells- Time machine_ very clever and suspensful
Jack London-wolf_very cute
The open window-H H Murno_ Very funny and witty,keeps you reading till the end

Daydreams

We must all admit that we have daydreams. I do too. I have different ones in which I am always the hero. One of my regular ones is that I am the last warrior left in a terrible battle . The enemy is closing in. I have only one bullet and a sword. I decide to get out of there. then I see that the enemy is nearly at my face. I run at the opposite direction as fast as my legs can carry me. bullets fly past me . I fire in the air. I slash my sword at the bushes which are barring my way. I find my friends, looking for survivors. And then boom! My friends are engulfed in smoke by a bomb and whhoooossshhh, I am back in my classroom during my geography lesson !
What a dramatic ending

More tips !

One of my reader asked me to tell them the rest. How could I deny my fans from anything!
So here you go!!

• Keep taking a look at the dictionary to find the meaning of words(which you already know!).
• Start telling your Mother jokes or funny incidents
• Be helpful. assist your mother at all times
• Keep on telling her between regular intervals about what you have done.
• Be keen on drawing diagrams
• Ask your mother silly questions

How To Waste Time During Examinations especially when your mother is after you

If you want to learn tips about how to waste your time during examinations especially when your mother is after you, You have come to the right place. You can get free tips which are garenteed to work if your parents haven't read this.

• Keep on getting hungry all the time . Because then you have to get food and that must take some time
• Take some time to bathe.
• Keep on taking small " refreshment " breaks which may last up till half an hour.
• Never study one subject for a period of one hour. Keep on changing subjects.
• Write lengthy blogs .
• Use the toilet a little more than normal.
• Sleep a little more ( or pretend to ; -) )
• Insist to Go to marriges, parties, movies, pick up realitives at stations etc.
• Call your friends a little more than normal to " correct " answers.

Thoughts

If there is something more numerous than the blades of grass, then it's thoughts. Thoughts can change you. They can destroy you. Then can make you touch the stars. I think a lot. I don't even remember all the things I think about. After all, thoughts made us so civilized. Imagine a life without thoughts. what will you do when there is nothing to do. The world cannot go on without thoughts. So please do not block out your thoughts and let them wash out on everyone. Bring out innovative thoughts and change The world !!

Me n' Me!!!

You know, I am really talkitive and I am going to talk about me and me only! yippppe !!
I love songs. I really like rock, istrumental, classic, inspirational, old, new, sad, ...........well, all types of songs. I am listening to a song right now while writing this boring blog. I also like books, as mentioned before in three or four of my earlier blogs. I like books of mystry, comedy, fairy tales ( I am a real softy for these things) fun, fictional, non -fictional, science...........well, all types of books. Except sad books, they make me dead depressed! Now, I am not going to tell you that I am not reading a book while writing this because I am not. I hate movies. They waste three hours of my precious time. Why doesn't someone else goes and see the movie and tell me the story? I am crazy for sweets! I really like them. If someone is so kind as to send a truckload of sweets. I will finish them and still want more ( Don't send me a truck of sweets or my poor teeth will fall out ). My home sweet home is with my family.
Lets talk about my character! ( ah! my favourite talk !). Well I am funny, hhmm and more funny and irritating if I want to be. I can also be very sweet if I feel like it. If you see me in the world I am a common child. But if you see me from the point of the blog you may find me really cool which I am not. I may look cool because I frame myself that way!
Whew! enough for today. My mom is shouting at me to come and study. I have revised this blog many times and am proud to say that I not maken a single misdake! Ok untill next time then!

Life In The Mountains: Its Tough (Narkhanda Files)

My school took the children of class 7 to Narkhanda for a trek. I am going to tell You about my experences there.

We were sorted into our tents . I was in a tent with 3 sikh boys . The tent was a bit slanting and in the night when we slept we kept on sliding on top of others. Anyway back to the day we soon find out that we were accompened by hundreds of revolting slogs which were in our sleeping bags, at the entrance of the tent, in someones shoes who had taken them off to go into the tents, in the water tanker from which we had to take our drinking water and so on........... .we had to go

on a trek everyday ( the least distance was 7 kilometers in all ) and when we tottered back wearly we had to slump into the tents for rest and then eat our food. The food was ok but the toilets , I haven't seen so revolting in my whole life . There were old broken down toilets woth some loo sticking on it rotting, the toilets were not washed for days,never once in all the time I have been there. but you know, now I am back, I miss the slugs and toilets and treks. I salute the peolpe who stay in high mountains(army men) to ensure our saftey.

I Salute Thee !

Our Noble Guardians!

My favourite person; Me!!!

My famous personality (known to a few hundered people) is as famous as George Bush ( in my opinion! ). I like myself more than any body else ( maybe ) there is nothing in me which I resent. I may look a bit tweedy, hhhmm or really tweedy but that dosen't matter as long you don't know me . You should never judge a person by his looks (handsome though he may be or a mangy ruffian like me! ). Well you still don't know my name but you may know it in some of my later blogs, so just read on .......!

Our Principal

Our Principal
One of the most admirable profiles I have ever met is our school principal, Dr Harish Dhillion. He is of a great age but still has a lot of energy. He is very frank. On the day of our of interhouse play competition he told us some interesting stories. The most funny story he told us was when he was around 30. He had a part in a play in which he had to kiss someone behind the newspaper. The director told him to hold his fist against his lips and make a loud smooching sound. When he reached this part of the play and made the sound his little kid shouted " Wwwwaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh ! mae ghar ja ke mummy ko bataoun ga!!

Life's small. Do a Bang Before You go !!

Life's Small. Enjoy it. Do something.
I often thought that when I die, my memories will vanish a few time afterwards. I did'nt want that! So I decided to do something the world won't forget in a hurry. I took up to reading, writing and speaking English so as to strenthen my english. I want to write a book. A superb book. One which will keep on selling for about some years and people keep on reading it. I am giving you an advice:
Life's small. Enjoy it. Do something

Doubts !!!

Doubts. I hate doubts. I have doubts while I am preparing for my tests ( Is this the right answer ? Did I write it correct ?) . I have doubts during my test ( Are you sure it is Anesthesia and not Ammonia ). I have doubts after my test ( was it T-R-R-E-P-A-S-S-E-R or T-R-E-P-S-S-E-R or was it neither!! ) Doubts during the final football match ( Do I kick it right or left? Am I in the right position? Why do we have doubts? Why can't we be clear what we want . Maybe I have the answer. We are nervous. Different images form in our mind .( What will my mother say I did it wrong.) We are afraid what the others will say if we did it wrong. I mean a country which has an atom power source which provides great energy but it can go out of control an cause great destruction will be more nervous because what will the others think if it blased. Did we do right to take up such a risk? What is more dangerous , the risk of losing some power or the risk that maybe the country could be shattered to pieces? It is just to give you an idea ( if you did get it ) Well that concludes our lecture for today. And I HATE DOUBTS!!!!!!!!!!!

I am getting bored!!

How many times have you said "I am getting bored" .Well, I don't know about you but I have said this over and over again to myself, my father, my brother, my cousion and my mother. "Really" they say. I mean I cannot watch the T.V because the signal is weak. I cannot read the books because I have already all the books of my level which were brought to me. I cannot play games because there is no one to play with. I cannot play computer games because I have already completed all of them. I cannot write because I have no more ideas until now because only now did my mother gave me this bright idea. Well, if you have any ideas then please tell me because i am completely boooooooooooorrrreeeeddddddd!!!!!!!

The Loin Teacher

When I studied in the sixth standard I had a teacher, a very comical teacher. He loved his kitchen and said that he had thrown his wife out of the house so that he could get the kitchen.
And that the wife had returned and andd was trying to throw him out of the house.
The joke he reapeated again and again was that he once lived in Africa and used to eat up all the loins ther from which he got his huge belly. The loins became tired of him and went to the president of Africa for a plea to throw him out.thats why he came to India
He described the food cycle as:
grass eaten by deer which is eaten by loin which is eaten by Jagjit.

The Story Of The Earth ( Short Form )

I was once a boiling piece of rock which had just parted from the sun. For several million years I was battered by meteorites, ( whose scars still show ) flooded by volcanoes and polluted by steam and gas. Then, a miracle happened. The steam condensed and and formed clouds.Then there was rain and rain and snow and hail for millions of years by the time the valcanoes stopped and the atmosphere was formed. But the rain did not stop and created the waterbodies which now cover 2/3 of the land. Then when lightning sturuc the water,a chemical soup was formed from which started life. After some billion year some creachers called humans came and started killing me. Some of them tried to heal me( and still are trying to do ). I am dying a slow death.
P.S- Save Me before it is too late!!

Its In You

How many times have people said to you that you are a fool or a loser. That dosen't mean that you are one. Sometimes people say that you will be a great spokesperson or something while on the other hand you want to play the sitar. If you want to become a writer then the only person who is standing in the way is you yourself. Its in you . You can become what you want. The only thing in which you will do something extraodinary will be what you want to do, not in something which other people want you to do.

Returning to School

My summer holidays were over and I had to go back to school after a long long holday consisting of about 3 months.In such a long holiday anyone could become lazy, just as I had .I woke up even earlier than usual in the morning andwondered what was I excited about. Then I realized that today I had to go to school. I bathed but still my eyes were not completely open. I ate my Breakfast without even knowing what I was eating when I stood up and fell, then conciousnouswas Knocked into me I went to my bus stop and waited for about half an hour. Then my bus came and I went to schoolOur first period was maths and our teacher revised us some things. The class looked Blankly at the teacher.well I lokkeg\d blankly at the teacher when I reachrd home My cloths were drenched with sweat and I was smelling life a skunk

Underpriviliged Children

My father and I went to a play performed by underpriveleged children. Children who have to beg in the streets. The children performed very well ,and the play was good.
We must appericiate the people who spend so much time with them. They are great people. people who care about the world.
However the play did not appar to be in the understanding of the children. They were migrants from U.P. but still they were made to speak in Punjabi .We must also appericiate the hard work of the children as well.

Small Funny takes

Here are some funny incidents!!

Two old rivals were arguing when the first man coughed. The rival lost no time in trying to make a fool of the first man and said " God Blast You " But the first man more smart than the second one and replied in a split-second "Spank You"

A woman was telling her child that they were going to a party and he should be presentable in front of all the other people there. The child, who had a good sense of humor said "Am I a show piece to be presentable!!"

Interesting Facts

Here are some interesting facts

1. Astrologers have found a planet with a moon which also has a Satallite
2. No word in the english language rhymes with month,orange,silver and purple
3. A strand of spider web is stronger than an equal diameter of steel
4. " I am " is the shortest complete sentence in the English language
5. The fastest nerve signals travels at more than 120 meters per second

Positive or Negative ?

In this World if you are negative about things, people will scold you and say that you should be positive. But I ask them that if youkeep on thinking positive then how will you be able to get ready to face what is coming next. You have to be ready for the challenges which are to come for they may be positive or negative.I am not saying that you think negative but you should be 50-50. I mean to say you should not be too positive and not too negative. If you are only negative you will always be thinking about bomblasts and bullet firing etc. which is not good for your health.

Books

Many people ask me every now and then that which is the book which I like the most. I reply that all books are meant for reading and they are not meant to be compared. They have been made after a lot of hardwork and we should appriciate the talent of their writers. Many people have their favorites and I cannot march up to them saying that you should not have any favourites and I do not blame them either. I have just thought this myself in my freetime when I had nothing to do.Books are also made to make us happy or sad. I myself do not like sad stories but I do appriciate them.

Books: A gift from the writers

Books are my best friends after myself. They are lifelong friends. They are simply a gift. A gift which has come from right in the middle of his/her's heart. I can tell you that because even I have written some things though not anything as long as a book. I just love to sit in a comfortable chair with a good book and a packet of clear mints by my side. If anybody ever reads this article, I ask them to read as many books as possible and enjoy the pleasures of being lost in the wonderful world of books.

para gliding ( manali files )

The day after we did river rafting, we went to do para gliding near Naggar, a beautiful place near Manali in Himachal Pradesh. This time I am going to write about it.



On the second day of our visit we decided to go for para gliding. One of my father’s friend took us to a very nice restaurant which had a terrific view of a valley which had loads of paddy fields. Near the paddy fields was our landing place. We had to go to a very high place to take off. We went most of the part on car with five professionals. Mom and dad were not coming with us. They did not want to do para gliding although mom remained undecided for some time. We covered a little part by trekking. We reached the take off point.
It was as wide as a paddy field except that it was about 5000 feet above the valley. The view was very good. I could not believe that we had to jump from such a height. The weather conditions were clear. It was decided that I had to go first. I was excited that I had to go first though I had thought that I was to jump the last. When I was all safely strapped along with with one professional who was to pilot the paraglider, I looked like a legionary and felt like one as well because the the equipment was so heavy. I did not feel scared at all because I was told that it was all very safe and secured. Two people were holding me and the pilot so that they could hoist us up in the air We started running; my feet were off the ground and whoosh!
We were in the air! I later saw in a video that the men who hoisted us in the air were unbalanced and they went a little way down the mountain and then recovered themselves. It was a very funny scene
The view was terrific. It was a birds eye view. Just then a bird flew right in front of me. I wished that I had brought my binoculars. The view was better than an airplane’s because it was open on all sides and we could feel the force of winds. I was feeling very excited because it was the first time I was flying in the air. When we passed over the restaurant my mother and father were just 2 black specks The man with me was pretty good. He had been at this job for about 11 years. After a while he started talking on the mobile phone. After about fifteen minutes he told me to hold tight and straighten my legs because we were about to land. We started to lose height and after some time we touched the ground and then a huge bump and then it was all over.
Shortly after I landed one of my brothers also landed. The only problem was that he did not land in the middle of the field where I had landed. He landed in a bush near the edge of the field. After some time my second brother also landed. He landed a little too early and went straight into a lot of bushes and tall grass. It was altogether a great experience.

river rafting ( Manali Files)

We had gone to Kullu for the summer holidays. On the second day of stay we decided to go for river rafting. We all were excited as we had never had the experience of the particular activity before. Alongside instructions we were given our lifejackets and helmets.
We started with enthusiasm after listening carefully to the instructions given by the professionals who organized our ride. They told us how to hold the rescue boat in case any one of us tumbled over. We were told not to climb over the rescue boat if it had turned turtle because in that case the rescuer would be himself under the water. They also told us not to worry as it was normal to tumble over and there would be a rescuer at hand to put you back on the raft.
We got wet right in the beginning itself. After about after two hundred meters of peaceful and calm rafting came the rough rapids. We had two trained professionals with us as well. One of them was on a kiekie.
A kiekie is a special mini boat which travels along the raft and rushes to people who had fallen off the raft. SPLASH!! Up went the water and right on us! And this repeated again and again. After a few minutes the water calmed down again. The scene was beautiful. Only water and greenery wherever you cast your eyes. And then the rapids started again. SPLASH, SPLASH , SPLASH and then the biggest splash of all accompanied with a yell. My eldest brother had fallen into the water! In a split second he vanished and all we could see was his two feet above the water with just one slipper. My mother was stunned and scared whereas the others were looking at the slippers which had slid of my brothers feet and into the water. We were not the least scared about my brother because we were confident that the kiekie would rescue him. My father was shouting “Stop bothering about the slippers and start looking for him”.
It is really difficult to swim with a lifejacket and doubly difficult if you are in fast flowing water. The rescuer caught my brother and sent him on the raft. We all felt very relieved. Then the water calmed down again and then rapids again and so on. This went on for about thirteen more kilometers. But with (thankfully) no more people thrown overboard!!
.I am looking forward to more difficult river rafting experiences in the future.

`The Waterfalls ( Manali Files )

I with my family had gone to manali during the holidays. We had a lot of adventures there and I am going to write about one of them now.

We were going to the dogra falls to spend the day there. Till that day I had only heard about it and now I was going there. we had another family with us going to the same place. Johgni falls are at a very great hieght and you have to trek some distance to get till there. We started at about eleven .

The path was very steep and tiring. But it was equally beautiful and magestic. not many people went to the dogra falls so the path was lonley and clean. We occasionally spotted a cow or two. We found a spring which had so clear water that you want to keep drinking it.

we finally reached our destination and o boy!!!, what a place that was. It was more splendid and magnicifent than any thing I had seen till that time. the water fell from about a 60 feet high cliff. the spray of the water could soak you completly even if you are standing 40 feet away from it

Me and my brothers crossed the raging stream and went right behind the water fall. It felt very strange. it was almost as if i was in a dream .the place was very wet and slippery. we finally crossed the back of the waterfall and and flopped down on the hot rocks and waited to be dried up by the heat of the sun .we had our lunch there only and after staying there for about an hour we turned our backs to the waterfalls to go back to our cars. I cannot forget this adventure throughout my whole life

The Ghost Who Was Frightend

Now in this story there is a frightened little ghost who lives in an old house . Normally in stories it is the ghosts who haunt the people but in this case the matter is very much the opposite.





Andrew the ghost was scared. Ghost busters were trying to catch him. He ran through the wall to find himself in a room full of ghost busters. He dodged the holy water which the ghost busters were trying to sprinkle at him. He tried not to smell the the garlic which the ghost busters were using to ward him off.


Andrew ran through one room after another and then finally came to a rest in the store room. When he turned he saw that priests were chanting mantras at him . He flew right through the roof and saw using the power of x-ray in his eyes that the house was swarming with ghost busters he finally decided that he will have to leave his haunting place and find another place . He went away sorrowfully

Mr. Ratan ( Dharampur files )

When I had gone to Dharampur a man called Ratan worked for my aunt . I am going to write about him this time.


Hhhhmmmm . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . quite a simple, nice man. Very hardworking. He lives in a village over three kilometers away. He is almost an all-rounder. I mean that he could do almost all things. He could whitewash, take care of the garden, grow vegetables and fruits, look after the cattle and the house etc. One day he was whitewashing the bathroom and I decided to help him a bit. I was very happy to hold the brush for the first time. I dipped the brush in the white paint and waved the brush in the air and PLOP,PLOP. ...
One drop of the paint landed on my hair and the other on my nose. I was not feeling so happy then. We whitewashed for sometime and then I stopped and went in another room to read a book. Ten minutes went by. Twenty minutes went by and then WHAM,BOOM,CRASH !! I rushed to the bathroom and saw a demoralizing sight. Ratan was painting the roof of the bathroom by using a ladder when the ladder slipped and Ratan fell on to the floor and the ladder fell on the toilet and smashed it to smitherines. He escaped with only minor injuries. In all that hullaballu my aunt arrived. She asked Ratan what had happened. She was very concerned and upset about the whole affair. After sometime my aunt commented " gira Ratan hai par sar dard mera ho raha hai. Well, next time when I go to Dharampur I will look forward to going to Ratan's village.

The Creation Of The Bow ( Dharampur files )

I had gone to Dharampur to my aunt . There was nothing much to do so I decided to make a bow and a sword.
I was always interested in swords and bows and axes and things like that.I decided to make a sword and a bow complete arrows . The sword was easy enough, I only took a stick and shapened it a bit. The bow troubled me for over three days! It looks like a piece of cake but it is not. First you have to find the perfect curved stick and then you have to tie a thick string at the ends of the stick . But the confounded string will not tie ! It will keep loosening and untying . It is really frustating . Once you finally manage to tie it properly you have to find arrows for it . Once you manage to find those and the bow starts working the arrows start to fly all over the place and you start losing them . When you are able to control your aim the string loosens and you have to tie it again . You will get frustated sometime.

A Trek With The School : Part 2( narkhanda files )

I am going to write about the time my friends became sad as they missed their parents and how I comforted them .

I myself never cried or went down in the dumps due to the absence of my parents though I missed them as well . But some of my friends are quite the opposite . Even at the mention of parents they became gloomy . I merely laughed at them . I know that's a cruel thing to do but still , it is a little babyish for me because I go on to the theory that if you go sad now , how will you survive when you go out to study or do a job or something like that . This is what I told my friends . I sometimes told them this harshly and sometimes gently , though I never found what they understood . Well, I know they thought (and still do ) that I was mad but belive me , I am not mad . I always like to think about the future because you must be ready for everything that is about to come . One child was crying , saying that he had fallen in a ditch and hurt himself though I know that he was remembering his parents because I was with him all the day and I know that he did not even fall anywhere . One child kept on saying "only 3 days left" and on the second last day "Only one day left , only one day left" I felt really angry with him although I do not know why .

A Trek With the school : part 1 ( Dharampur files )

My school takes us to a trek every year , and this time I am going to write about it . There were many incidents but I want to talk about only two best incidents.

We went to Narkhanda . On the second day we went to rappling , that is desending or going down from a slope in a faster and less - energy consuming way by using a rope. It is really complicated to explain . you have to hold one rope tight to stop or let it loose to move down. the other one is for support. I was first to go . I did not know which part was dangerous and where were the sliping area .I started to decend casually,carefully. Then my foot slipped. I held the rope tight and stopped. I thought it was easy but it isn't! Then I understood the trick. First I felt where was the rock and then let go of the rope. I slithered down . Then I felt it was too easy for words . I jumped down perfectly . I jumped again and found that I had done it . I walked back towards my friends who started clapping . Later my instructor told me that I was the best . I was very pleased.

Holiday Homework

HOLIDAY HOMEWORK !!!!!!! A terrible word for children and a lovely word for teachers (it seemes so !! ) My school does not give me any holiday homework ( thank goodness !!) and I rather pity the children whose school gives them . We children think that the teachers say " HO HO! Holidays! and HO HO! Homework " We think . Maybe it is true . But it is true for us and I can say that because I am a child myself ! There is a continous battle ( mentally ) for the existance of holiday homework .

A Trip To The Hills ( Dharampur files )

These are my adventures when I,along with one of my brothers, went to the hills for a trek.So read and enjoy!!

A trek in the hills can be as fun as it is tiring.I experienced it when I and my brother went to the hills in the Himalyas.Its magestic and mysterious look is really stunning .One feels as if he is in a dream.
We started our trek by marching to the nearest climbable hill and then scrambled up.We first saw an old shephard.His teeth were yellow (the ones which were left!! ).He looked as if he was a hundred years old.All his sheep were white except one which was black and looked equally as old as its master.
Then we saw a goat which kept staring at me.I stared back.After a really hard staring match the goat accepted deafeat and went away.I felt really satisfied that I had won as we went on.
The next thing we saw was an ancient shrine.I cannot say how old it was but I can assure you it was not tended for about 75 years or so, as it was half buried.
Next there were some huge rocks. Thet would block the road for months if they fell.They were settled dangerously at the extreme edge.There was something inscribed on the biggest rock which looked like sanskrit.
When we reached the top of the hill the stupid goat was already there.Then I realized that the goat had won,not me.The goat had won humbly and gracefully.At that moment I felt a great respect for the goat and the animal kingdom.My brother offered the goat some green grass which the goat accepted. Then we sat there for an hour looking at the magistic Himalyas.The sun was hiding behind a hill and it looked magnificient.
By the time we got back to our staying place the sky was blood red.I went to bed trying to think about our adventures,but I was not able to as I was half-asleep on my feet!!!