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Sunday.. now not a day to waste.

     Sunday, a day when u can sleep without any tension of anything. I was also doing the same. Had no gym, no college, no tuition, papa had brought chicken in home as Sunday special. And everything was going as usual as all Sundays. I never left my bed before 9:00am in any Sunday. But this one was special. I woke up at 7:00am. Without any doubt, my first work was to check my facebook account. Then after listening to mama’s daily dose, I sat before television.  Yes, I was waiting for a particular show named “satya meva jayate”. That day, its first episode was to be telecasted. From its promos, I thought it must be a show against the sky rocketing  corruption and yes, it was. The host of the show was none other than my favorite Amir Khan. From the starting of the show, he said about the importance of mother in everyone’s life. Also interacted with some of the mothers who were the live examples of how they fought in their life to save their child(girl ch...

The most successful relationship in India

THE MOST SUCCESSFUL RELATIONSHIP IN INDIA Do you know what is the most strongest bond available in our society? It’s the relation between poverty with India. No one can break this bond or no one can come in between them. Whoever will try to then he/she will face the consequences by finding himself in the group of poverty. Recently was watching the film SHIVAJI THE BOSS starred by mega star Rajnikanth. He too had to face consequences because his dream was to make india poverty free. I think, it is a clear unbiased mirror image of india. It shows how the rich becoming richer and poor getting poorer. And the most important thing that is acting like a fevicol in between this great bond, is the black money. I also feel bad when a beggar begs me while standing in between the traffic. And I feel more bad when a rich fellow just ignores him and kicks him off so that he can talk without any disturbance in his mobile. I just once compelled to think that what is the difference between us and ...

do we really respect our teachers? - II

"Who is Ajay? " "yes ma'am " "good keep it up. " This was Mrs Kalpana Agarwal, our class teacher as well as our english teacher. She was in her 40s and unlike others who seem like Virus of 3 idiots, she was little friendly. According to her strategy, she divided whole class into 6 groups and in every period, last 15 minutes were reserved for group activities like doing drama, one act play, dangerous group discussions and also some types of essay competition among all groups. If i will start writing about her, then i may fill the whole blog by those... "So today each group will make a play on this chapter no:15 'The shopkeeper and the farmer'. "  I was the leader of one such group with 10 students... Fortunately, i acted very well. And this was only due to my acting skills which i do whole day before mama and SKD too. In fact i can easily convert a lie to a truth in front of anyone. So this great habit of mine, helped me there...

do we really respect our teachers?

DEAR READERS, THIS IS MY 1ST STORY, BASED ON A SMALL BOY SAYING HIS ROAD TO SUCCESS (though a small one), AND WHU ALL ARE RESPONSIBLE 4 IT. HOPE U LL WILL ENJOY IT. AND PLEASE DUNT 4GET FOR FEEDBACK.... HERE WE GO....   "Ajay !!! wat is this?? am fed up. Is this the reason why you were not interested since morning to come  here?  " SKD appeared as Gabbar singh of Sholay, like anytime, he may slash off my head.   Oopz sorry, i forgot to introduce SKD. He is none other than my father Satyajit Kumar Dwivedy , who is scolding his innocent , cute, lovely, fun loving child (more than enough) none other than me. It was not because i was playing for whole day, or not because i had done any mischief in my class for which my class teacher had called my father. Rather it was the day when MY RESULTS CAME OUT. I was in 4th standard and as expected , the same poor result was maintained by me. I also never worked hard to break the jinx. I got 601/1200 (I still remember those ...

Introduction is always 1st

To be frank, am totally new to this site "blogger.com" . in fact my friend created this account for me and said to write my stories (of course real life stories accompanied by some changes, by the way its not new, all do this), instead of writing in my diary which he reads in my absence. i hope that you all will enjoy my writings, because i do not try to write to make any reformation or any type of revolution nor to impress, nor to become a writer. Just i do justice to my wills. And i write in simple language so that all types students, of any age group will be able to understand.. i will try my best  to give a smile and lots of laughter to all those readers. My posts will be funny, and i wanna say sorry to all if any mistake is committed by  me. All are welcomed to rectify my mistakes if any . because 'avi toh main baccha hun'.