. . -under the moonlight- . .

da day when i went on writing.................

dat day wen i ws sitting alone in my room, doing nothing but thinking about wat i am i wrote dis stuff, which i cudn't understand later. i was all confused n irritated by the world around me, so i wrote dis without thinkin wat i was writing. i don't even know what 'you' in dese lines are!

so here is an extract (coz' i can't write whole thing here) from dat page -

i don't want to be like you
i don't want to pose like you
i don't want to be the same
i don't want to stand in line behind you
you do what everyone else does
don't compare me to anyone else
but why don't you understand
and put me on to wear the same shoes?
i'm never going to fit into them
why are u making me what i'm not?
i don't want to be the same sort
i'd rather go alone than you beside
don't tell me what others do
don't show me the right way
i can find my own way and put on the light

just a few days ago da "cbse results" were declared n as usual dere was much hype around it, but it affected me da most dis time cz i ws one of da lakhs who wrote dese stupid exams dis year n im glad i got a good 94.2% aggregate in it.

k 2 tell dere were a very large no. of ppl who i hardly know asking abt my marks! n i felt so bad, y do ppl care abt my marks wen dey do not care about me? dat's one of da main reasons i hate da indian school education system! ppl were calling in a day b4 2 ask da result n i dint care abt my results at all. unlike most of my frnds i did not hav dis anxious feeling b4 da results.

neway apart frm dat im so happy n glad dat i got a good mark. i survived in social studies n did bad in english. i neva really understood da checking sysytem of da cbse neway, but im still veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerry glad!

my 1st meal (dat i made)

da very 1st dish i made was not a cup of tea, not a glass of milkshake or lemonade but a meal of chinese veggie manchurian for 4 ppl (well almost). so it all started like dis-

my mum bought dis pack of "knorr make-a-mea"l 1 month ago but didnt ever try 2 sweat n make it. so i got so angry dat unknowingly i put my mum on a bet n dat also so unimaginable cz i neva go 2 kitchen except 4 having my mum-made meal. so i said dat im gonna make dis manchurian all by myself!

i put on my mum's old apron n got 2 work.....1st i had a hard time chopping dose veggies in which i almost lost my finger! had 2 cut a huge amount of cabbage, capsicum n onions. n den i had 2 make dose ball(dat was easy). but da toughest part was 2 deep fry dem n i didnt even know where da oil was! so i went on a searching spree n discovered many parts of da kitchen whicd never seen in my life! at last i gave up n i had 2 take help frm my mum. she did all da frying thing n makin da gravy was easy but as soon as it gave dat brown colour similar 2 da thing dey give in restaurants, i jumped wid so much delight dat i almost slipped!

so at last i lost my bet, but had da most enjoyable time of day which i'll always remember as da day wen i made my 1st meal!