Vote for me

On 19th July, Jammy ran a contest on his blog, Ouch My Toe , called “Can you put words into my mouth?“. It was about putting words in his speech bubble. You can see it for yourself on here.

The contest has ended and now he has selected 13 top lines and one of them is mine.
He has made an open poll for the readers to vote. And the one who gets the highest votes would get Rs. 500/-

Here is the poll. The poll closes at 12 noon on 4 August, 2007. And I know you would vote for me (I am low on pocket money). Please vote now!

At last; I get a PSP!

I have been begging for a Sony PlayStation Portable from my parents since it’s release date. But indeed very few beggars are successful and one of them is I.

When my uncle returned from a trip to U.S.A. he bought a PSP for himself. He stayed at my place for a day. The expressions on my face were worthwhile when I first had the PSP in my hand. I was all excited and curious. It was the first time I turned on the PSP myself. I played Juiced for about an hour or so and again made that gesture of a strong desire for something. It was the PSP that I wanted. I wished he had gifted me one. Somehow my dad recognized that expression on my face and said, “Hasit, why didn’t you tell your uncle to get the PSP for yourself?” I cursed myself for that sin and finally asked my dad to buy me one from here. There was huge difference in the amount with the American version cheaper. “Later Hasit. Maybe next year, after your board exam,” said dad. I once again made a depressing face. My dad somehow again interpreted it. “We will ask Kahan’s sister to get it, she is coming to India this month,” said dad. My face lit up and I got excited and all, again. The joy that I felt was unexplainable and I thanked my parents for the PSP in advance. I was too happy and excited to think of anything else and so I almost forgot that I had my tuition.

After about 20 days, Kahan’s sister arrived at his place and I got happy and all again. I nearly got punished in the school when I was lost in PSP. Later in the evening when I got the PSP, I was so glad. I came home running and unwrapped the PSP as fast as I could and I even think that I would have made it into the record book. I put the battery in and started it at once. I loaded some songs and a few demos onto my PSP and started playing. I was so crazy about it. Only a PSP lover can understand how overjoyed I was.

But the sad thing right now is that I have to yet go and buy some games. I am surely going this weekend and getting a game.

Deja View

Dreams are things that everyone gets. People usually get dreams at night but there are some daydreamers. Dreams aren’t a common thing for me. Dreams rarely come to me at night, forget about daytime. But when they come, they are weird and I see pictures of my friends or someone unknown. There is a whole scene set in front of me of people talking, fighting, someone raising a hand or anything else. And after some days, the same scene happens in real life. I feel that I have seen this or the same event has happened in the past but then I realize that it was the same thing I saw in my dream. Isn’t it spooky? Well, I find it scary myself!

You must be thinking that I am making up the whole thing it’s all crap. Let me clear it out. If you don’t believe me, DO NOT proceed. It may all look fake but it is what I have experienced, what I have gone through.

If you are still reading, below written is my experience – one of my experiences.
On a Saturday, after finishing my dinner, I sat down to do a little bit of Math. Too bored, I finished 10 sums of Quadratic Equations and went off to sleep. Instantly after I was taken over by sleep after the tiring day’s activities, I saw a scene of my school classroom. In the scene I saw Rohan whispering something in Gaurav’s ears. I also saw Naikaj raise his hand. All three of them were close to each other and the teacher walked in. I woke up fresh ignoring the dream. Exactly after 3 days, I saw the same scene in front of my eyes in the classroom. At first it did not strike me. Later I realized that it was the same thing that I saw on Saturday night. I wasn’t shocked as this wasn’t the first time. But the first experience was scary. I could see it live what I had seen in my dreams. It was like someone had pressed the repeat button.

There may be very few people in this world who get dreams similar to mine. At least amongst the people I know, none see the future. I know it is hard to believe but I would love to hear what you all have to say about this.

My meeting with Truth

In the present world of terrorism, cruelty and injustice, I recently had a meeting with a simple kind of truth. Though it would not make sense to a layperson but it has changed the way I think. After the short meeting, I have started believing that truth still exists in some form. It may be practiced by following Gandhi’s principles (it’s only for the strong minded) or by simply selling an article at the right price.

On my way back from my badminton practice for a tournament, I stopped at a grocery shop for a gum. I saw it’s commercial and it looked damn tasty. I tasted one and it was really awesome. So, I bought four more. I gave the shopkeeper Rs. 5/- at the price Re. 1/- each. I heard someone call me from a distance. The sound was familiar. I turned and I was about to leave the shop, but the shop associate stopped me and took the gums from my hand. He was the same one standing next to me during my purchase. I was scared. What did I do? Did I forget to pay? I was totally sure that neither did I fail pay the shopkeeper nor did I utter any shit in the shop. He picked up one packet of gum and showed it to me. It did not contain any gum; it was empty. The man immediately gave me a new one and threw away the hollow packet. I came out of the shop with mixed emotions. I was shocked and thankful. I turned my head and gave him the biggest smile ever. He returned my smile with a bigger smile.

I gave this incident a thought. I thought how honest he was. Along with being honest, he was observant. He noticed that I had picked an empty packet and he immediately changed it. This man wanted to help and he did so without expecting anything in return. This meeting with truth changed my thinking. I now believe that truth and honesty still exist in this cruel world.