Rahul Legen... wait for it.. Dravid.

Rahul Legen-Dravid.

I know I wasn't supposed to post till 24th March. I know I'll be sent to hell for posting. But it had to be done. I'm sure Hades would understand.

The Wall retired today. No more of Rahul Dravid to save India from humiliation in test matches.

Won't type much. I'm dissolving in chemistry formulas.
But I will leave you with this .gif which I so painfully made. I think .gif's are immortal mainly because they keep playing over and over again. I like .gifs.

"I leave with sadness but also with pride" Dravid.

I could watch you forever.

"No tribute can be enough for Rahul Dravid", Sachin Tendulkar.

I don't even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger...

You're in the Biology class, physically while your mind wanders off to wonderland. You look out of the window with those dreamy eyes and wonder why birds fly, then you wonder how birds fly, then you no longer give a f*ck about birds. Suddenly a good looking girl falls into your class. Just falls in. You don't care why or how. She steadies herself, makes up her hair and shows off her curves. You ask her out at that very instance, no longer caring about the consequences of leaving a class right when the interesting topic of why birds fly is being discussed. You don't care. You like watching classmates with their mouths wide open in shock. One classmate was just yawning, you give him the look and he keeps his mouth wide open in shock and disbelief. The next thing you know, you're half way around the world making sweet love to your new girlfriend. Then suddenly you here a scream, your hips stop. Fear creeps in. You're shaken and you wake up. The sunlight stares right into your pupils, blinding you. You here voices, a woman shouting your name, you feel like you're slipping back to love making, instead you're struck right between your eyes by what you see as a missile. You're back in class. You try to slip back into the dream. The girl never returns. You hope she does when you sleep during the next class. You do sleep, she isn't there. You cut your hand. You didn't even know her name. She's just somebody you used to know.

I wish I was the sun.
I wouldn't let you live.

Ben 10 is illogical. I still watch it though. Pokemon rules!!!!!!

My last theory exam in school is coming up. What have I been doing all this while? Thinking about why birds fly and creating fantasy worlds during class? Pathetic. 

Life Goes On.

6 days into the 2012.. How is it going for you? Save it, I really don't care.
Not a lot has changed. Still got exams. Exams are just around the corner. Again. They are always around the corner no matter what. Maybe I'm on the circumference of a circle.. Or I'm moving in an elliptical orbit.. Or maybe I'm just not making sense.

I'm staring my brightly lit desktop monitor for the first time since the previous post. Oh, how time flies.

Exams give rise to high level of inquisitiveness. There are about one million five hundred thousand three hundred and thirty nine questions floating around in my cranium, none of which have got anything to chemical kinetics or wave theory of matter or Bohr's quantum condition. What the questions are related to are phenomena beyond the control of mortals. (Under my control though. More on that later). These questions have enveloped me. They are escaping my thick cranium via pores due to the concentration gradient between in the insides of my skull and the outside environment. I am, now, enveloped by these questions. Most of them are What If question because I find it really amusing to ask myself What If questions and finding an answer to them in ways unfathomable to mortals. As I was saying, these questions have caused a mist around me, blocking the rays of stupidity that are emerging from the a major of the environment and selectively permitting the rays of the brilliance to enter and with a mechanism, again unknown to the mortals, amplifying them so that they reach me with maximum epicness. Some of these questions are, "What if the chicken never crossed the road?", "What if Superman and Batman wore their underwear under their costumes?", "What if I had not chosen the science stream?", "What if there are other planets that are looking for life on other planets? What if they find us before we find them?", "What if the world actually ends this year?", "What if Rebecca finds a seat?", "What if India gets white-washed down under?", :What if India wins the next two matches?", "What if I'm actually not yet completely over her?", "What if she likes me?", etc.,. The list has been complete, you just can't see it. You may see it as "etc.,.", it's the mist.
But the most important question so far would be - "If I go crazy, will you still call me Superman?"

GTA 3 beckons. Ciao.

Erupting Out Of A Cocoon.

The exams have ended. I have erupted as a pretty butterfly by leaving behind crap on my exam papers. There is no joy. Only a bad headache. What am I even supposed to feel? Happy? Maybe. But why? How can I be happy knowing that the coming months will give me no time to even scratch my ass. You get the idea...

"The next few months will be "tight".

 

Exams are pretty stupid. Students are perfectly happy by not caring about what their textbooks tell them.. Why complicate? The problem with exams is that we are made to know about things we don't give a damn about. The lesser we know, the happier we are. Ignorance is bliss. Once we know something, we are expected to remember it and that is where the complication begins.

Exams bombard us with questions unlike the one Ronald McDonald is asking us. They ask us questions that make us sweat and weep. These questions make me want to kill. But once in a blue moon, we are asked brilliant questions that leave us spell bound, speechless. We are asked questions that rise newer questions... We are asked Why This Kollavari? (You are imagining thunder, lightning and drum beats right now)

Meth Or Math?

I don't do drugs. So meth is out of the question. But is it? Are math and meth two completely different drugs? Is math even a drug? I think it is. Do math a long time and you get a kick in the brain. And Bam! You're stoned during the exam. God was kind today, I survived the math, not meth, exam without my sweat and adrenal gland going into chaos.

Does meth cause the same effect? Does it? Does what?

Okay, so 3 exams done. 2 more to go. Wheeee.

It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me

The week that has passed has been intense. I haven't stepped out of my house for my pleasure trips. Been out there in the wild only to reach math tuition. It has been me. My sofa. My bathroom (studying cause my bladder to switch gears to over drive). I was under self imposed house arrest with the pleasure of watching Darren Bravo bat and Ron Swanson not care about anything helping me stay on the sane side of the line that divides me from you.

This trend will go on till next Wednesday. Although, Darren won't appear on my T.V till Tuesday. Will that be too late? Will I have crossed the line by then? Will  be on the Arkham Asylum side by then? We'll just have to wait and watch. OHMYGOD. LAST KBC EPISODE TODAY! OHMYGOD NO MORE COMMUNITY! It insanity has begun.....

@CharlieSheen  

Born Small... Now Huge... Winning... Bring it..! (unemployed winner...)

Winner. ^

 

IAmAkshith. No.

I am ShadowLurker94 now. Goes pretty well with my twitter profile picture. I might change it after a while though. But for now I lurk in the shadows with an evil grin, a cute, bad, naught, devilish grin that has captured many a heart. I feel epically badass right now. Which is why I am ignoring the red wavy line under the words epically and badass. Seriously Google Chrome, grow up.

I have an English exam tomorrow. I have been messing around the whole day with my English text book. It isn't the same as before. The content has evolved. Understanding the text takes time. Probably because the notion of the-day-before-English-exam-is-a-chill-out-day is very much etched into my head.

I must get back to Flamingo. The textbook is called Flamingo or is it Flamingos? I really don't know. I need to find out. *blends into the darkness*

A Walk In the Park.

Unfortunately my chemistry paper can't relate to the topic. I have stopped caring about chemistry. I think it is the way I'm being taught chemistry which is making me perceive chemistry as a no-ball to a Pakistani. An enemy. Unfortunately, I'm going to need chemistry my ENTIRE life. Even if I end up in Wandsworth or in the Big Boss house. I don't watch Big Boss.

During examinations, we all look for that moment of pure ecstasy when we are free men who have just escaped from the concentration camps, some people reach that moment in the toilet, some with their text books, my moment of who-gives-a-damn-about-the-exam-moment comes while watching Parks and Recreation. That show is hilarious. P&R makes me happy. It makes me forget of truck load of chapters that need to be completed.

I haven't watch Dexter murder for a long time now.

Doughnuts can reduce stress and blood pressure for a fraction of a second. True story.

My next exam is English. I have to study Math.

The Way I Roll.

Exams. Funny word. Can sound like X Mas. Fat red suit man, with white beard. Not Dumbledore. Santa.
I will say stupid things. Like that ^. And keep on saying stupid things, cuz that's the way I roll.

I won't say much. I don't usually. I do sometimes. But then people want me to shut up. I still do talk though.

I like chocolates. They make me happy. I have a box of Patchi chocolates lying in my fridge. I also get hungry during the exam days. Which means only one thing... I eat a lot. I am also gaining weight. I'll reduce that later. But chocolates can't wait to be eaten. I need my daily chocolate intake. I'll die otherwise. Wallah. <-- Khalas.



I also stare at the mirror a lot. My reflection looks good. It looks better than me. Yea, like that's ever going to happen. I want to sit in one place for a day forever. I'm so lazy. Sheldon Cooper is so awesome. I also take pictures of myself with different hair styles. I like to experiment. Why am I telling you all this? Because that's the way I roll. LOL, JK I just fried my neurons, while studying. I was asleep when it happened. I'm a child of the day. I'm completely useless in the academic field after 11 45 pm. I'm good for other things though.

I have lots to complete. I have to eat.

Times of Despair.

I sit in a room, watching the world outside unfold. People bustling to other areas of my home to complete chores while I just sit and watch. I feel boss sitting alone in the shadows, planning out life, my next victim, things to do. I've always thought of shadows as sinister objects and lurking in the shadows reveals my Dark Passenger. Basically, I get all emo.

Then I freak out. I don't know why I'm freaking out. Is it the exam portion? Its not like I haven't managed to study such an amount of portion. And I have a week to go.

But since I have nothing else on my agenda to freak out about. The exam portion must be it.

India is back on the cricket field. Sehwag, Tendulkar, Dravid are macho. Umesh Yadav is on his way to becoming the next "Munaf Patel" in my view. Brian Lara's doppleganger plays like Brian Lara.. I want him to score a century, he has the potential, I like watching him bat. Chanderpaul was Chanderpaul, boss.

I will sleep now. Not in the stalker mood. That doesn't mean that I'm not in serial killer mode. Lock your doors. (Yea, like that's gonna help).

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