Definitions

Now this is really funny.....

School: A place where Papa pays and Son plays.

Life Insurance:A contract that keeps you poor all your life so that you can die Rich.

Nurse: A person who wakes u up to give you sleeping pills.

Marriage: It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters.

Tears: The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower.

Lecture: An art of transferring information from the notes of the Lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through "the minds of either"

Conference: The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.

Compromise: The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece.

Dictionary: A place where success comes before work.

Conference Room: A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and everybody disagrees later on.

Boss: Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.

Classic: Books, which people praise, but do not read.

Smile: A curve that can set a lot of things straight.

Office: A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.

Yawn: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth.

Etc.: A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.

Committee: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.

Experience: The name men give to their mistakes.

Atom Bomb: An invention to end all inventions.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Well, I couldn't think of something new to write as a
post. So I thought I could tell you guys about some good books! Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna' write a book review. And I warn you, I'm bad at this....


Mark Haddon has written this great novel about a kid's life. Though a little childish, fifteen year old Christopher Boone has a great taste of Mathematics. He totally loves maths and would do anything to get an A grade in mathematics.

Christopher has regular visits to his school counselor Siobhan who is also his best friend. He is always ready to discuss his problems with the lovely counselor.

But Christopher's life wasn't smooth. He had lost his mother and all he had was his dad and his pet rat, Toby. Cristopher also had many phobias.

He was quite used to this life, but one night... Cristopher finds out that somebody had killed the neighbors dog, Wellington. Cristopher loves dog and he swears to find the culprit. Cristopher thinks it will be fun acting like Sherlock Holmes, but little does he know that there are many more mysteries to be solved.....

Packed with humour, innocence, facts (yes, you heard it right, FACTS), drama and mystery, 'The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time' is a great book that would satisfy people from all age groups.

RATING- 4.5 / 5 (a must read)

Why Don't Older People like Fantasy?

It may not imply for everyone, but it still is something I keep on wondering about. Why don't elders like fantasy novels? They normally prefer realistic stories to the stories with dragons and monsters. I'm mad about fantasy novels. I always find them interesting. Always.

But still, why don't elders like fantasy? Yes, I have seen people who love books like Harry Potter or The Lord of The Rings. But how many such people are there? What is that elders find boring in fantasy novels?

I think it's because most elders have worries. They have to work a lot everyday and have to take care of their problems, their childrens' problems and problems of the family. They are too busy and have to face reality everyday. Maybe, elders like to read books in which they get to know, how other people like them, face problems in their lives. How a normal human being takes care of problems, not how a powerful wizard takes care of his problems. I find this reason quite logical.

But a dose of fantasy sometimes is good, isn't it? Is it? I don't know. You tell me! Do the Uncles and Aunties need a little dose of fantasy at intervals in their lives?

A Brief History

Ahhhhhh............ Good to be back! My exams are finally over and now I can return to blogging! Now this is what's called a fresh beginning!

Da' History of Da' Past Few Weeks

Well..... the past few weeks were a totally freaky! Everybody must be knowing why. Exams. My Exams.
Like every other kid, I dread exams. They're like..... spooky spirits, that haunt you every second of your life. I hate the alphabet E. I hate everything that starts with E.
Well, almost everything.

First it was Maths. I do NOT like maths. I won't use superlatives like 'hate'. I did not study like mad or anything. I really should have. The paper was soooo damn tough.

For Sanskrit they did not even give us a day 's gap. I really got screwed in Sans. I have never understood why, WHY do we need to study an old- and-full-of-stupid-rules language? It really isn't of any use to us....

Hindi............................................................................................................................
went OK, but I'd expected a tougher paper.

Social Sciences and English went worse than I'd expected. I'd studied so hard for my favourite two subjects. Sooooo hard. I got four days to study English, but it still went bad.. :-(

But, General Science was the best. I've written just perfect answers and I can change my name if I get bad marks in Science.

The thing is, this time I did not work as hard as I usually used to. All the while I used to think that I'd get screwed in every exam. But the marks will be coming out quite fine. Actually, I'll be getting a great percentage this time. How did this happen? I have no idea. Some of my friends say that I am lucky . Some say that I just think that i study less. Why does everyone think I'm a padhakoo. I certainly am not. I barely study two hours a day. But, no one believes me. But why should I care? Why DO I care? Is it because my classmates don't like to hang around with very studious kids? Actually, to some extent, yes. Some of my classmates prefer being a more 'cool' person than a studious person. If someone is studying during a free period instead of playing, they jump into conclusions and start saying, 'पूरे समय
पड़ते क्यों रहते हो ?'

Maybe I'm just misunderstanding things. Maybe that's not my friends may mean. Or is it......?