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Well, I have decided to write about things that students love. I am going to make a list of those things that are dear to all students... They'll not be in any order. I'll write as things come up in my mind... So I hope you enjoy them! :D

#LifeOfAStudent 

30 Hours

Ready for yet another emotional outburst? Oh wait before you quit this page! This time there's no emotional outburst going on. :P Well today I am going to talk about a 30-hours day or rather my 30-hours day. Confused? Let me help you out.

People ask questions about the 25-hours day, i.e, a day where we have an extra hour. Now why should we dream about having just an extra hour when we can imagine having loads of hours in a day? What if we have 6 extra hours or a day with 30 hours? That would be interesting and fun plus it won't be that boring because six hours is not a very long time, right?
How would I spend my extra 6 hours? Well, the answer's below... :D
(By the way, I have assumed that work hours, school hours and everything else remains the same. Its just that I get another 6 hours in my day)

1. The 25th hour : Hmmm...! Let's see. I think I would like to spend this hour by devoting myself entirely to the idiot box(Yep! Its not studies). But what would I watch? IPL? Well I'll watch all  the KKR matches even if I am not given extra hours in my day! :P So what will I watch? Recently, I've started watching and enjoying wildlife shows a lot, especially the show called "Where Tigers Rule". Needless to point out that my favourite wild animal is tiger(Gosh! that makes me sound like a primary student answering the teacher's question). Yesterday while watching a show on them I told my mum that tigers look like humans to me and she burst out laughing! -_- (Praga, this emoticon is helpful at times)

The wildlife shows are never more than an hour long. So, it'll be a good decision to watch them.

2. The 26th hour : After an hour of television I think I can sit down and study for an extra hour. I know I can be a little boring! :P Had I got this day a month or two before the exams, my close friends and family know what would I have done! :P But, since, we are not really having any exams right now, one extra hour for studies(apart for the normal duration for which I study) is enough! :P

3. The 27th hour : I love talking, especially to my friends. Since I have shifted to Udaipur, I have a con-call with all my friends on Sundays and I also stay in touch with the girls of my section and also my cousin(let's just stick to cousin, right?). I could make use of the 27th hour of the day to call them up and talk for a long time(as if I don't do that already). I guess getting an extra hour to talk will leave me less guilty of having wasted some 'precious' study-time. :P


4. The 28th hour : One thing that I love to do but I am unable to make time for it is baking! So, the 28th hour will be reserved for some cooking and baking. The last thing I remember baking was a chocolate cake for my classmates and that seems like ages ago! I haven't been baking recently. Baking is not something that you can do in minutes. There's a lot to do like finding a good recipe, checking if you have all the ingredients, mixing the batter, pre-heating the oven and then putting everything in it! And of course, you need time to relish what you've cooked. :P

5. The 29th hour : This hour will be for reading. I got so many books as farewell gifts and they have been imploring me for the last two weeks to read them! But, I haven't found time with all the unpacking and the process of settling down in my new home, new school and new city. I wish I had a large library with towering shelves filled with books of fiction. The library is definitely going to be a part of my house when I grow up. But, for now I would love to spend an hour only with my books.

6. The 30th hour : You must have been thinking why haven't I utilised a single hour so far for sleeping. There you go then. My 30th hour will be for sleeping! You would ask why just an hour? Well, that is because I sleep like a log even on a normal 24 hours long day... I think an extra hour of sleep will be awesome. After all, early in the morning we just ask for another hour's sleep, right? If you ask just for five minutes, increase your demands mate! :P


I will be spending my extra six hours in the above ways. What about you? :)

I'm missing you : Would've been this way

Yep! I finally changed the post title from I'll miss you to I'm missing you. That is because its been a week since I came to this city of lakes. So how do I find it? Boring! You would say that I am blinded by my desire to go back to Bhubaneswar, to my friends, to my school. Perhaps, you are right. I still call my previous school "my school" because even though I am miles away, I feel like I belong to that school only! I joined my new school a few days back. How do I find it? Not good! Rather, not as good as my previous school(my alma mater).
Missing friends just makes making new friends all the more difficult. I don't feel like saying a polite hello early in the morning or even a good-bye at the end of the day. During breaks, I look at my watch and think about my friends and what they might be doing at that hour. It's harder than I thought.
Dislike for the city and the school too makes life boring and dull. If nothing would have changed, my day would've been like this :
Waking up early in the morning. I get dressed up for school and gulp down the breakfast before going down to wait for my van to come. I get inside the van. My friend and junior sits down beside me and our endless chatter begins. We are the only two people talking other than toddlers. The van stops before the school gate. I bid her good-bye and enter my class. I keep my heavily loaded bag on the bench and get inside the adjacent classroom where my friends are waiting. The first thing I hear one of them say is that she was walking just behind me and I didn't notice. After that we chat about KKR's loss the day before. The bell rings. Time to go. I grab the hand of my classmate, who was also in the other section all this while, and walk back to my class. After the morning prayer, the classes begin. We study for four periods and then the bell rings. Time to go back to my friends. We go to the badminton lawn and stand under the shadows of our favourite tree. After eating lunch, we go back only to meet again in the games period. We, with a little bit of difficulty, grab hold of a bat. We drag one of our friends from the basketball court to play cricket(of course that takes some pleading). After bowling and begging my friends to field, I go back to my class. Then we study for another 2 periods. The school gets over. After bidding good-bye to two of my friends and my classmates, I walk to my van with my friend. On reaching my van, I bid her good-bye and she says that I am always trying to send her away. While going back, my friend and I still talk over all sorts of topics ranging from IPL teams to how she could be used for testing that water vapour's present in the air. :P I would come back to my home, have lunch, freshen up, watch tv and then go and study for the upcoming exams. I pack my bag before going to sleep and then wait for sleep to come(it never took a lot of time). I look forward to the next morning. 
That would've been a normal day for me in Loyola. I know that I am never going to have it ever again. :( 

I'll Miss You... III

This is a continuation of my previous posts : http://lifeisbeautiful-manya.blogspot.in/2013/03/i-miss-you.html and http://lifeisbeautiful-manya.blogspot.in/2013/03/i-miss-you-ii.html

Whoever said that we always end up at the place where we started was right. Perhaps, he had understood and wanted to share his knowledge about life's ups and downs. 5 years ago, I came to the city of temples leaving Kolkata behind after spending 10 years of my life there. It was exactly around this time when the shifting process had begun. The truck had been loaded. And I had already reached Bhubaneswar.

I don't really remember what was in my mind that time. Right now, my mind and my heart is screaming out loud that this is where I want to stay. Bhubaneswar, with it's calm and serene environment, seemed to take over me very soon. I loved everything about it. I still do!

This is my last day here until I come back here to meet my friends(I sure will). Its the same day but it appears to be gloomier than what it was 5 years ago. The truck has yet again been loaded and the house is again empty. The walls resound everything I see. Yet, no one can hear my desire to stay back...

I haven't left yet, but, I am only thinking of coming back asap...

I'll Miss You... II

This is a continuation of my previous post : http://lifeisbeautiful-manya.blogspot.in/2013/03/i-miss-you.html
There is so much to write, so many things that I'll miss and cherish...
My last day in school is just two days away. It is funny to see how time is galloping away.
Change is inevitable. I don't disagree. But who here likes changes? No one does!
I, particularly, get attached to places, things and people... Its hard to even think about a without my school, my friends. Harder to think about living in a new place. I know I am not the only child who has to move to a new place. There are so many others. They all too have friends. But, that doesn't make me feel less sad! In fact, it makes me sympathise with every other girl or boy moving to a new city, a new school or even a new section.
I've changed so much as a person since I came to Bhubaneswar. I started eating oranges, I took part in public speaking competitions, read books that I never thought I would like, started playing cricket, watching cricket matches and there are so many other changes! You would laugh and say that I could have learnt to do that elsewhere. But, that's not true. There are people who influenced me to do it and I won't be able to find teachers and friends like them!
The million dollar question is not whether I am going to miss my friends or not. The question is how long will I miss them? Will I miss them till I shift? Will I miss them till I join school in the new place or till I make friends there? I guess, I am going to miss them either forever or always, whichever is longer...

I'll Miss You...

For the last two three days I have been getting so many texts in which my friends have mentioned all the things that they are going to miss if I go away. I cannot do anything about my going to another city... But, this is to tell everyone, that I am probably going to miss you all more than you will!
Let's consider a few things... With whom will I scream and celebrate after kkr wins, after we see Brett Lee somewhere, after we watch our masterchef favourites perform well! With whom will I go to my vehicle after the school gets over? Whom will I irritate by telling her to go away when i sit down in my van? With whom will I click pictures in which I say Brett Lee rather than cheese?
Who will solve my doubts and whose doubts will I solve with as much fun as I did here? With whom I will talk for long hours? Who will console me after I finish watching Titanic? Who will make me laugh by sending '-_-' in the text messages repeatedly or by calling NaCl 'puchu'? Whom will I scold for sleeping late at night and waking up really early during exams?
With whom will I have the craziest moments ever? Whom will I ask to not break her bones while dancing? Who will wear(or have) the same dresses that I have? Who will entertain me by mimicking others? Who will be my competitor and at the same time my motivator in elocutions and debates? Who will throw balls at me like she's hell bent on murdering me? Who will get food for me from the canteen?
Who will help me tolerate my partner in class? Who will crack the worst pjs and yet make me smile even when I am sad? Who will come with me to the adjacent class during breaks? Whom would I call kabutar or dhruvswamini?
Whom will I play cricket with? Will there be another 'pedi'? With whom will I create hilarious CID videos? Who will come and eat away my entire tiffin in a couple of bites? With whom will I fight over the emcee script? Who will umpire the cricket matches if I do play them? Who will teach me where to pitch the ball? Who will stand behind me as I pose like Kate Winslet of Titanic? Who will be there to make me talk non-stop in the van? Who will always be there to guide, help, understand and be there for me? Who is really going to call me 'lal tamatar'? Who will argue with me over Sachin Tendulkar, Shah Rukh Khan?
There are so many other things that I am going to miss! I may not have written them down here, but, that doesn't mean that any of you is unimportant! One person's life is influenced by many others'. I wish I am able to travel 1427 kms everyday to meet you all or not go away at all!

Perhaps, it was this way!

It was a pleasant March evening. The sky was pale and a soft breeze was blowing. The birds were chirping noisily as the returned to their nests. Young Children's' Park was empty except for two boys. Jack was sitting on the ground and fiddling with twigs. Tom was throwing stones into the pond surrounding the field. When Tom got bored of throwing pebbles and stones, he turned around and said, "Jack, I don't want to spend the rest of my vacations throwing stones into the pond just because everyone else has gone out of the town!".
Jack was now standing with a twig in his hand. He said, "How can I help mate! What can two people possibly play?". Out of frustration, Tom hurled a stone towards Jack. Jack used the twig in his hand to shield himself. The stone went flying in the other direction. It didn't go very far as Jack had not applied a lot of force while hitting it away. The twig that Jack had used, broke into two pieces very soon after the encounter, just like a soldier who dies after fighting bravely.
Normally, Jack would've rushed towards Tom to beat him up for having almost injured him. But, Jack looked at him and grinned. Tom grinned back. They ran towards the trees in the park. They would go from one tree to another, break a branch and try to bend it. After going through all the trees in the park, they looked disappointed. They were unsuccessful in their search. Suddenly John exclaimed, "Hey! We didn't examine the branches of that tree in the middle of the park!". They ran towards the centre of the park. Right in the centre of the park, the oldest tree in that park stood mightily, surrounded by bushes. It was huge and looked scary. It was as old as Methuselah. It had survived all the earthquakes and cyclones that had occurred in that town over the years. It had numerous branches. The tree was tall too. Tom, who was quite tall, had to jump up to break a twig off it. Jack, being the stronger of the two, took it from him and tried to bend it. No matter how much effort he made, the twig didn't break. The boys were overjoyed!
They went to their favourite part of the park. Jack got ready with the twig in his hand. Tom took his position at a distance of about 7 feet from Jack. He picked up one of the many stones lying around him. He asked Jack, "Are you ready?". Jack nodded. Tom took a deep breath and threw the stone towards Jack with all his strength. Jack was prepared. He hit the stone hard with his twig. The stone went flying to his left. The twig in his hand was safe too. The boys jumped up jubilantly!
Every evening, they would come to park and play this game which they had devised. When other boys returned after the vacation, Tom and Jack taught them this wonderful game of twig and stone. Soon, all the children in that town, irrespective of their age, began playing this game.

Well, we all know, what that game is called now...

P.S : All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This is a only a work of fiction.

Thanks for reading!