Dear Readers,
Happy New Year!
I owe you an apology for this writing break, but well, it's exam season here.
I have mentioned in my earlier articles, that here in India, exam season is all year - in all. It just differs for each person.
For me, it's the test series in December last year (that's last month), then the college preliminary examinations this month (they start coming Tuesday), followed by the HSC Board Examinations - the most important compulsory examination here - and I started studying specifically for it on the 29th last month.
I also wish to mention that I did make a New Year's Resolution - which is famous for, well, 'dissipating' quite quickly. One might wonder if this person cannot write articles on the blog regularly, how he is going to follow a resolution.
Most people say that they will lose weight, study more, stay fitter, etcetera, et cetera.
I have, however, decided to be more firm in my decisions; basically a resolution to be more resolute.
I also wish to mention that I started the last paragraph in this exact, same way. What I wanted to say was that I promise to have 1 article a week. This also means that I should provide an article of sufficient length.
Today's two main topics are the oil incident and the rickshaw incident.
They taught me 2 things that have helped me a lot in my life (of 16 years (sarcastic remark about age (just mentioning so you know what tone one should use for the content of the parenthesis))).
I would request that you should not try to imitate the oil incident anywhere near anything that belongs to anyone - it's dangerous.
One day, I was loitering in the kitchen, when I put some water in oil. Later, it was heated, and the mixture burst in flames. No one was hurt in the incident, except the floor was convered with hot oil.
What is more important is that taught me to always have safety precautions while doing any experiment. (Yeah, it was supposed to be an experiment. I was much younger).
Fortunately or unfortunately, I like to play with fire, but never without a fire-extinguihing source more than 10 feet away.
The other incident is the rickshaw incident. My school had called us for some meet, and told us to arrange our own transport. Basically I had no ride home. My options - hail a rickshaw or walk about 3.6 km.
There were a couple of other friends too. Now, the norm is to shout 'Rickshaw!' at, well, the rickshaw. Another norm then was for the rickshaws to deny the fare as they had somewhere else to go, or were just bored, or something else.
What I did was call out 'Kaka!' (It literally means uncle - used to address any person older to you - in Marathi (It also means uncle, as in uncle). The idea originates from the idea of 'Vasudhaiva kutumbakam' (the whole world is a family) and I am going overboard on these parenthesis). The rickshaw driver parked at the side of the road and after I told him my destination, he said,"I wanted to go the other way, but I will go only because you called me 'Kaka'. Everyone just calls me 'Rickshaw'!"
I now know that this incident feels as it is just from a Bob Burg book. It's true. I can guarantee that.
I have decided to give the stair-running thing a break, especially after the last one where I broke my record (and was unable to do anything for the next few minutes). My record is 64.51 seconds. One of my friends says he did it in 51!
Well, it does feel good to write!
You shall read again next week!
Happy New Year!
I owe you an apology for this writing break, but well, it's exam season here.
I have mentioned in my earlier articles, that here in India, exam season is all year - in all. It just differs for each person.
For me, it's the test series in December last year (that's last month), then the college preliminary examinations this month (they start coming Tuesday), followed by the HSC Board Examinations - the most important compulsory examination here - and I started studying specifically for it on the 29th last month.
I also wish to mention that I did make a New Year's Resolution - which is famous for, well, 'dissipating' quite quickly. One might wonder if this person cannot write articles on the blog regularly, how he is going to follow a resolution.
Most people say that they will lose weight, study more, stay fitter, etcetera, et cetera.
I have, however, decided to be more firm in my decisions; basically a resolution to be more resolute.
I also wish to mention that I started the last paragraph in this exact, same way. What I wanted to say was that I promise to have 1 article a week. This also means that I should provide an article of sufficient length.
Today's two main topics are the oil incident and the rickshaw incident.
They taught me 2 things that have helped me a lot in my life (of 16 years (sarcastic remark about age (just mentioning so you know what tone one should use for the content of the parenthesis))).
I would request that you should not try to imitate the oil incident anywhere near anything that belongs to anyone - it's dangerous.
One day, I was loitering in the kitchen, when I put some water in oil. Later, it was heated, and the mixture burst in flames. No one was hurt in the incident, except the floor was convered with hot oil.
What is more important is that taught me to always have safety precautions while doing any experiment. (Yeah, it was supposed to be an experiment. I was much younger).
Fortunately or unfortunately, I like to play with fire, but never without a fire-extinguihing source more than 10 feet away.
The other incident is the rickshaw incident. My school had called us for some meet, and told us to arrange our own transport. Basically I had no ride home. My options - hail a rickshaw or walk about 3.6 km.
There were a couple of other friends too. Now, the norm is to shout 'Rickshaw!' at, well, the rickshaw. Another norm then was for the rickshaws to deny the fare as they had somewhere else to go, or were just bored, or something else.
What I did was call out 'Kaka!' (It literally means uncle - used to address any person older to you - in Marathi (It also means uncle, as in uncle). The idea originates from the idea of 'Vasudhaiva kutumbakam' (the whole world is a family) and I am going overboard on these parenthesis). The rickshaw driver parked at the side of the road and after I told him my destination, he said,"I wanted to go the other way, but I will go only because you called me 'Kaka'. Everyone just calls me 'Rickshaw'!"
I now know that this incident feels as it is just from a Bob Burg book. It's true. I can guarantee that.
I have decided to give the stair-running thing a break, especially after the last one where I broke my record (and was unable to do anything for the next few minutes). My record is 64.51 seconds. One of my friends says he did it in 51!
Well, it does feel good to write!
You shall read again next week!
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