trip to USA

Hey,

A few weeks ago, I had gone to Chennai to get my visa. If you read my blogs frequently you might have read the blog i wrote about my trip to Chennai. If you haven't read that blog, i suppose you should read that one first because this is a continuation of that story, but if you have read it, great! Let's continue with the story.

As soon as we got home from the airport we starting packing. There wasn't much to pack because only me and my mom were travelling, my dad had already gone to US, waiting for us to come.

Next day we finished packing by afternoon. It was really tiring, sucked all the life out of me.

By night we were ready to leave home. There was a taxi scheduled to come to 8.00 in the night. 

So i asked my mom when the flight was, and i was shocked when i heard the answer, it was at 4.00 tomorrow in the morning.

Then, in the turn of events, the taxi got cancelled, because of the heavy rain that was taking place. 

So, it took us another half an hour to book a cab and it took the cab another half hour to reach us.

Let me tell all of you people out there, i like long drives, only if the car is comfortable, the cab we booked was way too old to be called comfortable. it looked as if that car was passed on for five generation and then reached us.

The three hour long journey was really bumpy and as i said, i did not like it. 

My mom doesn't complain about it because she thinks that whatever condition it is, atleast we reach the destination. 

We, reached the airport, and sat there. We couldn't do ANYTHING there because all the good shops can be found AFTER security. so for 3 hours i had to sit and wait and wait and wait and wait till we get out boarding passes.

We finally got the boarding passes and wet through security and then again..........we had to wait.

Luckily there was this desktop over there so i was playing games on that.

I have noticed one thing in the airport, on the website its written on 45 minutes of free wifi, but i was playing online games for more than 2 hours and nothing happened, wow.

We boarded the flight and again, had to wait.

This flight wasnt a direct flight to US but we had to stop in Qatar and catch a flight from there to US.

So, our first flight was to Doha, a place in Qatar, the airport was far away from civilization because it was surrounded by sand, or in simple terms, it was in the middle of a dessert.

Even though the climatic condition was bad and the placement was hopeless, the airport was pretty good, but there was one bad thing, after security you have to wait in a tiny room and there's nothing inside that room, except for chairs.

So again, waiting like crazy.

We boarded the flight and again, just waiting.

There are TVs in international airlines but there are not so many good movies on it. nonetheless, i saw almost 10 movies. 

what else could i do? its a 18 hours flight.

Finally, after all that waiting, i had reached the US of A. We had reached JFK airport, and i must say, i dont like it there. 

That place is so huge that there are trains inside the airport that take you to 8 different terminal that lead you almost 50 gates each terminal.

Me and my mom took the wrong train and we actually ended up outside the airport.

After navigating through the area it took us one whole hour to find the gate and then again, waiting.

JFK had really good shops, there was dunkin donuts!!

i bought 5 donuts from there and ate four and a half of them, the other half was eaten by my mum, she doesnt really like donuts or anything too sweet.

After half an hour of waiting the boarding started and we had entered the plane.

I was jet lagging so bad that i slept for the whole flight.

For those of you who dont know what jet lagging means, ill explain it. skip the next two paragraphs if you know what it means.

We all know that US and india have different time zones. When its day here, its night there. When its night here its day there.

But since an aeroplane flys so fast that it doesnt give us enough time to adjust to the timings, so this means that if you live in india and go to US you will feel like sleeping in the afternoon and working at midnight.

So, after sleeping for three hours we had reached tampa airport, the final destination.

we took a cab from the airport and reached the hotel.

In india i have noticed one thing, all the taxis have yellow name plates, but in america, they paint the whole car yellow, so it kind of makes it clear for everyone.

We found dad near the door of his room, waiting for us.

mum and i gave him a big, nice hug and then retired to the bed immediately after.

I must say, i have waited way to much in this trip, i surely dont want to wait anymore but it turns i do

But thats a story for story for another time, and another blog

see all you people in the next part of this epic journey.

keep smiling.

Good Bye

Chennai Express

Hello,

Vacations must have started for most of the kids reading this....it must be getting boring for some of you, because there is nothing to do at home...even I was in that kind of condition, so me and my mom decided to spend 2 days in CHENNAI, not just for fun, but to get our visa.

On 30th of March, we started packing for the journey which didn't take much time as only 2 of us were travelling. On 31st of March, we took a cab and went to the airport. I don't know why but many people take the phrase "better safe than sorry" in a literal manner because mom insisted that we leave for the airport by 2 in the afternoon, even though the flight was at 6 in the evening. As expected, we reached the airport by 3:30.

For the next two and a half hours I had to sit and think what to do. To kill some time mom and I went to a restaurant to have snacks, but it hardly took 10 minutes to eat.

In desperation to do something, I started roaming around the airport, looking for something to do. After half an hour of continuous searching, I finally found a desktop in a corner.

I went over to the desktop and switched it on, there weren't any games in it, so had to play online games.

The desktop was pretty useful as one whole hour passed by playing games on it.

At 6 we boarded the flight and by 6:30 the plane was flying in the air. This trip was VERY short. It took us only 40 minutes to reach Chennai whereas it took us one and a half hour to REACH the airport by car.

After that we landed.

We took a taxi and went STRAIGHT to the hotel.

The hotel was called THE PARK, very strange name if you ask me. I opened the door and felt a good dose of cool air blowing by my face. The whole hotel was air-conditioned. That was pretty awesome because you can’t find good hotels in a place like Chennai.

More than the Hotel, I was interested in the room we were staying in.

THE ROOM in THE PARK was REALLY NICE, but I really had more expectations from their perspective of king sized bed, THE BED in THE ROOM in THE PARK was very small. I guess they had really tiny kings in Chennai.

One hour later mum decided to have dinner, two minutes later she was having second thoughts.....the prices in that hotel were just too much. One dosa's cost was Rs.550, whereas we could go to a restaurant and get the SAME dosa for Rs.30. There was a mini-bar below the TV, which had loads of stuff in it. My mom was about to open the chips packet, but then I showed her the price of OPENING the packet. A normal chips packet for Rs.10 was for Rs.50 here, I made it a point to ask the staff what benefit will they get by increasing the prices(except for the money), but I couldn't, so I decided to watch TV.

My mom went “the” bathroom in “the” room in “the” park to take a bath. The staff of this hotel likes the word "THE" a lot! There is a "the" added to almost everything here,

THE COMB

THE SHAMPOO

THE MOISTURIZER

THE DENTAL KIT

THE SHAVING KIT

THE PENCIL

To some extent it’s OK but now it looks like madness.

By 10 in the night mum decided to crash in the bed, I chose to watch movies but after 10 minutes even I went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up by 8, brushed my teeth with THE BRUSH, took a bath using THE MOISTURIZER and THE SHAMPOO and combed my hair with THE COMB. By 11 we both were ready to go get those visas. Now many things pop up in your mind when you think about visa but for me, I get reminded of standing in really long lines for hours together. By noon we reached the so called 'office' where you get the visas. The first thing I saw there was a line. I and mum had to stand in a line for one and a half hour for our turn. There was a security check in the starting, after that was the INTERVIEW. When my turn came I had to stand in front of a screen behind which a lady was sitting. She first asked for the passport and the papers, which I gave, and then asked me a VERY SIMPLE question, "what is your name and when were you born?" This is the height of hopelessness, even after staring at my passport for 2 whole minutes she's asking me what my name was. I answered the questions anyway. She took a picture and gave a stamp on the paper. I waited for mum's turn to get over and we both rushed for the exit. As soon as we came out there were auto drivers offering us a ride. We accepted one of the many offers and went back to the hotel

After staying in the hotel for an hour or so my mom wanted to explore the area. We walked about a kilometer and a half, turns out mum forgot her phone, so we walked all the way back to the hotel, got the phone and walked again. Luckily there was a chroma showroom so we pass some time there.

It was getting dark so we decided to grab dinner “outside”, because eating the over-priced food in the hotel was not worth it. Mom bought a pizza, coke, chicken wings, some dessert with extra chill flakes, but mum thought that it wasn't enough so we had to search for a restaurant which sold dosas that were WORTH THE PRICE. After walking 2 kilometers we found a chaat place that sold dosas also. We ate the dosa, and rushed back to the hotel. We were losing daylight.

We reached the hotel, ate dinner and slept.

The next morning I woke up by 8 and got ready. We had breakfast in the hotel, which luckily was complimentary, and went for the second step to get the visa. We went there, and as always, had to wait in a line. When we got out of “that” line we got into another line which lead to another which again lead to another. After waiting in about 6 different lines I and mum had to stand in front of a big screen behind which an American lady was sitting.

She asked mum general questions like what is our purpose in the United States, total salary, etc. The only question she asked was in which standard I was.

After that we gave our passports to her and rushed to the exit.

We reached the hotel, packed all things that belonged to us, and checked out.

After having lunch in a shop, mum bought a book from a near-by store, took an auto and went straight to the airport.

We checked in at 1:30 even though our flight was at 9 in the night. All the good stores could only be found if we went pass the security check and we can get pass that if we have a boarding pass. Unfortunately, we can only get those passes 4 hours before departure time…which means that we had to wait for 3 and a half hours for the good shops. We were getting roasted alive in there. After some time mum decided to take a walk around. Few minutes later she called me and told me to get all our bags and meet at the nearby ‘café coffee day’. When I reached the destination, I found out that mum had found 2 recliners next to the store. We sat there comfortably, ate ice cream and chocolate, mum got herself a cup of coffee.

At last it was 5 and we both got the passes and checked in.

The shops inside there were just incredible; there was a KFC in the end, a pizza hut next to it.

There was shop which sold maggi also, we bought that first. Then mum went back to reading her book and I went around exploring the area. There was a book store there too but there weren’t any good books there.

I didn’t even notice the time pass by but by the time I noticed it was time to go.

We went past the gate, boarded the flight and went back home.

This trip was really good and I wish I go to Chennai once again.

Thanks for reading!

The Cool Entry 14th november 2014

Yo,

Happy Children's Day to all the dudes who are reading this and are below the age of 18, otherwise......welcome to a new post.

The day was kind of good for me (notice that I mentioned "kind of") and I did wear something that had some 'colour' or 'color' in them. The normal school dress has only one colour or color in them, that is the colour red that is present on our so called tie. The shirt, pant or shoes are either black or white or grey (black+white).

The dress which I was wearing was way cooler. The shirt was black and white, the tie was black, the pants were purple and orange and the shoes were black and red.

You should have seen the way I had carefully planned everything single thing. Yesterday night, 13th november, I was literally looking up on the internet for 'how to tie a tie'.

Dude, let me tell you one thing, there are a lot of jobless people out there because there were more than a million ways on how to tie a tie. Even more than educational videos.

Even after so much of research, my dad had to tie it eventually.

So, kids, here is a tip that can help you a lot in life, when some professionals offer you help, don't sweat it, just let them handle it 'cause if you try, nothing is going to change the final conclusion where the pro has to do every thing you had 'tried'.

After finishing the morning business, I opened to door and expected sunshine that would guide the way to a good day.

Unfortunately, it was raining.

I offered a trip to the so called bus stop, guided by my father and accompanied by my dearest friend, the umbrella.

The moment we stepped outside the house, it stopped raining, but it was still cloudy, so don't expect sunshine YET.

I reached the bus stop and boarded the bus.

I reached school.

There was a assembly programme that was presented to us by the teachers and it went pretty bad.

Let me explain.

We had assembled in the quadrangle for the programme. It took about 1 hour to settle as the small kids were with us.

After that, I did not know what the hell was going on, 'cause everyone was talking and I couldn't hear a single thing what THEY were talking. Occasionally, people started hooting for some reason I did not know why, so, like the cool dude, I also hooted.

The Cool Entry 6 november 2014

Yo,

Long time no read.

It is time to get started.

I woke up at about 6:45 this time. I know, last time I had mentioned that I am an organized dude but, you can't do the same stuff everyday. Except for Mr. Cadbury from Richie Rich, and Phileas Fogg from Jules Verne, have you ever heard about a guy doing the same thing everyday, well, answer THAT in the comments below.

I got dressed and went down for my meal I eat every single morning to get some energy inside me, or in short, breakfast. My mom gives me a lot and lot of stuff to eat. Specification: fruits.
But, I can't help it. I'm 12, in adolescence (cough, pimples, cough), so yeah.

I was getting so late that I had to carry 2 slices of apple in my very hands (yeah, not so cool)

The bus came, I went in, but unfortunately, I had to stand. Just so you know, I  was the only bugger in the bus who had to stand.

You see, there used to be too many people in the bus with the number 11, the one in which I travel. So, the people responsible for the bus' insurance decided to make another bus with the same route. Now there are 2 buses, 11 and 11A.

Unfortunately, 11A broke down, so the load was back on us, or should I say, ME.

Its actually kind of rare that our 18th century buses broke down, but let me explain what happened when our bus broke down last year.

In 2013,

I was in 6th standard back then, and a rule given to us was that for 6th and above have to come to school on saturdays.

I personally think that this particular school holds a grudge against me or something because as soon as I step into matters, some or the other thing goes wrong.

Anyway, so only 6 or 7 people from our bus used to come on a saturday so they sent us the small bus. The small bus was actually kind of 19th century, but it was still old, and the worst part, no radio.

Fortunately, the bus driver forgot to check the oil tank, 'cause the bus ran out of fuel in the middle of the road.

Now this is the funny part.

The driver used his phone from 600 BC to call the authorities. They sent a aunty on a scooter with a tank of oil.

After filling the oil, the aunty left the scooter there itself and boarded the bus.

When we were about to reach school, some idiot reminded her. So now we had to take a u-turn, get the scooter and get back to school.

Normally, we reach school at around 8:15 but this time, we reached at around 9:30.

End of flashback.

We reached school.

I think my school doesn't look like a school but a college from where William Shakespeare got his degree.
To make it more easy, our school looked ugly.

Our general assembly was over so I could enjoy my friends failing their assembly in peace (no offence if you are reading).

After that the periods came. First was social.

Man, it was not understandable (just a metaphor, I read the textbook when I get back home).

For term 1 we had an excellent teacher to teach us social but now, our teacher is somewhat unique. She has decided that she will do notes first and the explanation later. Well, that explains a LOT about 10 years of training ( the teacher only said it).

Partially, it wasn't her fault because she had asked us what to do. Now that explains a LOT MORE about 10 years of teaching.

So the so called geniuses of our class or to be more specific, girls, chose this option (no "no offence to these guys").

The boys could not, or should I say, did not complain about it 'cause we like to go with the flow.

Next up was Hindi.

We learned a new poem about some guy getting a twig stuck in his eye. I mean, seriously! Poets nowadays are literally jobless. I'll make up a poem on spot. Lets see if this bad boy gets in any textbook

                                                 I am a cool dude! woo! woo!
                                                     I like to write stuff! woo! woo!
                                              I also like reading books ! woo! woo!
                                                    Now I just made a poem! woo! woo!
                                                                                       -the coolest dude you've ever met or you ever will

See, that's what the whole concept.
On that, teachers expect to write about it and we expect them to give marks on it.
Even though we are super smart in some stuff but in the other categories, we are as dumb as a rock.

Next up was maths.

It was kind of boring 'cause everything the teacher was teaching us( the class) was already taught to me by the lady whom I know as mom.

Lets cut through the chase. Lunch break had begun.

Now every once in a while I start giggling about lunch break because of an incident that took place last year.
Here it goes.

In 2013,

We have a sports teacher in our school who keeps talking to girls, I mean, all the time. So one someone banged that guy on the head and he got a crazy idea. Just kidding, but the guy is nuts.

One day, after meditation (yeah, we have all of that stuff), it started pouring, so we had to wait till it stopped raining, so the teachers decided to play some songs for us. The only thing they did wrong, they gave this particular teacher to choose the song. So this teacher put some really unnatural song and started dancing on it.

Some teacher who is probably married and does not do dance well (I noticed) was dancing on a really unnatural song (I heard the lyrics).

All the kids from 8th standard were hooting and the vice principal started scolding that teacher in front of 4000 kids and more than 200 staff members out of which 150 were senior citizens.

I am pretty sure the principal must have pulled that teachers ear or shirt when we were not looking.

End of flashback

Now do you get the point ?

Moving on, we had our maths period, again.

We had to do some IMO problems. Lucky for me, I finished the problems before hand so I just read my garfield book.

Man, the book is just amazing, I have one next to me right now( time 9:49 pm)

Its just so innovative and funny, it bags 1st place in cool books.

Well thats the end of my day and my blog.

I got to go and eat some dinner.

Lucky for you I covered up almost everything today.

Just so you know, I have not mentioned my school's or guy's name 'cause I do not want to exploit them or anything, its just for fun.

Keep in mind that I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

PEACE

PS- Don't take the wrong meaning for the cool word.

The cool dude- 31 august 2014

Hey dude,                                                                                                                         9:28 PM

                This is my first ever...... what do you call it? Diary ? NO WAY! Its to girly, and I don't like girly, let's call it...... cool entry, all right. Welcome to my first swag entry. I know, its not such a good start but, its better than no swag entry. PS, for those of you who don't know, swag means cool, fantastic or you could just say awesome!

Today, I woke up at 6:35 in the morning. Have you ever noticed, that whenever you wake up and look at your wristwatch or wall clock, you see the same time every day? Well, if that happens to you, welcome to the life of the 'organized swag dude'.

I got dressed up and left for the bus stop. I met my friend there and we started talking about COC. If you don't know the full form of that, then go check it out on Google.....its swag.

The bus arrived at around 6:40, as usual and then we reached school around 8:00, as usual again.

I met my 'other' friend over there. He was wearing an Avengers jumper, which was not so swag actually, but it was OK.

We were actually doing the general assembly today, so I left my bag on the thing-that-looks-like-a-slab and got ready for the assembly, even though I wasn't actually doing anything today, but, you never know when the truck or the car or the swag car flips.

It was boring in the assembly, so lets just skip it for now. Later on, the co-coordinator of our school told us that class 7 and 8 were going to bunk all the periods. PS, I am in 7th.

She didn't actually say that, but she said something about

1. Today will be a holiday from next year
2. National Unity Day
3. Inter school competition
4. All day long
5. Class 7 and 8 will see it

So, technically, we bunk all the periods.

At 9:15, we all gathered in the auditorium to watch the 'program' or in my sense 'something-very-boring'.

My friend was in the competition, so lets call it 'something-not-so-very-boring'.

When the program started, there were songs, lamps and a lot of talking

There was not much to learn from the competition. It was like opening some random page of a book and start reading. You would not get anything right ? Well that is what was happening. Some random question were being asked and some random answers were being given (swag English, right?)

Anyways, lunch break arrived, and we came or 'assembled' in our classes to eat lunch. Then again we had to back to the auditorium for some rally. We had to stand in a long line, and I mean it, really LONG line, about 2 kilometers long. We had to march around the nearby mall.

It was kind of boring, so we just changed the so called words used for protest or awareness,

1. Original: Unity is strength
    Swag line: We want KFC

2. Original: Unity is strength, strength is unity
    Swag line: Chicken is good, chicken is KFC

3. Original: Unity is good, we want unity
    Swag line: KFC's good, we want KFC

So that is the end of my day in my school. After that I switch from swag mode to normal mode.

Just remember- Be swag, do swag stuff and keep peace

I'll see you swag dudes tomorrow.

PEACE

PS- I will write more blogs like this one from Monday to Friday, and Saturdays occasionally.

Some jokes you can't stop laughing about

1. There were 2 cavemen, Og and Gee.
    Og: Why  do we always eat sloths ?
    Gee: Because 'fast' food is bad for health.

2. Why did the man cut a hole in his umbrella?
     So he could see when it stops raining.

3. Why was Cinderella bad at football?
    Because her coach was a pumpkin.

4. Why was the thirsty alien on the internet?
    He was looking for the space bar (spacebar)

5. When does the sun rise ?
    When the moon sets.

6. Why was the Egyptian kid worried ?
    Because his dad was a mummy.

7. Once Mr. Grumpy went to buy a TV.
    Shopkeeper: This TV is so good that it can do half of your work for you
    Grumpy: In that case I will take two of them.

8. The kid asks his brother,
    Kid: Why can't I buy these toy shaped cookies?
    Brother: Because, on every single carton, it is written "Do Not Swallow"

9. What is a cow's favorite drink?
    Moose (mousse)

10. Where do computers dance?
       Disk-o

                                                          Thanks for reading
  

25 facts to blow your mind

Here are 25 facts to blow your mind.


1. "I am" is shortest complete sentence in english
2. "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog" uses every single alphabet in english
3. Bruce Lee was strong enough to punch an average adult six inches away form him.
4. In 2178, pluto will complete its first orbit since it was discovered in 1878.
5. Albert Einstein was tricked into making the nuclear bombs detonated on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
6. There is a planet about 40 light years away, is made up of diamonds. The carbon on the planet must have got super heated into diamonds.
7. The letter 'J' does not appear in the periodic table.
8. Money is actually made of cotton.
9. The world record for the shortest poem is an 'm' with an extra hump. The runner up 'lighght'. No spelling mistake.
10.hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is the fear of big words.