Tuesday, October 27, 2009

A Child Prodigy



Since I was a tiny shell,
My parents told me that I shouldn’t play with anyone,
We should be far from anybody,
Like separating the earth and the moon.

Whenever I see other people,
They seems to be running as far as they could,
As if they have seen a ghost,
I hate this feeling of loneliness.

I was long for a life of other people,
From my sight, there I saw,
Children laughing, giggling here and there on the playground,
Playing with their friends on the sea-saw.

I long waited for that moment to come,
Oh! Why God? Why are You torturing me like this?
Why do other kids don’t want to play with me?
Am I a total stranger to them?

Receiving Postcard from Someone



Dear Manesh,

Thank you, friend, for all the things
That mean so much to me
For concern and understanding.

Thanks for listening with your heart;
For cheering me when I'm blue;
For bringing out the best in me;
And just for being you.

Thanks for in depth conversation
That stimulates my brain;
For silly times we laugh out loud;
For things I can't explain.

For all the time you spend;
For all the kind things that you do,
Thank you; thank you, friend.

Dance, Dance
'Til it's played to the end
Dance, Dance
With a smile
My truly brave friend

Love,,
-Nigel-

Monday, October 12, 2009

The last standing tree on earth

It was the last tree standing
On the prairie’s boundless ground
Harassed by the winds and rain alike
It stood alone, calm, strong
Gently holding on to its last leaves...

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

A Vacation


Okay so my family and I went to the beach for our vacation, so it was our last night there and so we decided to park the car on a street and spend some time on the boardwalk, because we had rented a house and we had to be out of there at a certain time.

So we spent like one and a half on the boardwalk so my dad tries to go and find the car, BUT he misread the street name, so my mom my brother my other sister and my other sister and myself were waiting on the boardwalk for my dad to pick us up. So we wait for about 3 hours, so my mom starts crying and so do my sister thinking my dad was passed out or something [high blood pressure] but my sister excuse for crying was " She was cold and wanted to go home", [lol] because no one else besides my mom and she(sister) were crying. So then my moms going crazy saying I has no feelings because I’m not worried.

So we go to the police station on the boardwalk, and the police guy says there was no reported accidents. So we wait another 30 minutes and my dad FINALLY comes back, says he couldn't find the street name and had to use someone's phone! My moms face was all blotchy and we got back at like 3:30 in the MORNING!

My Favorite Fictional Character


Fictional characters possess all of the power of real people when it comes to influencing and changing lives.
Optimus Prime (Transformers): "Freedom is the right of all sentient beings," says Optimus Prime, the most awesome robot-that-transforms-into-a-truck in the known universe. On my My Facebook page, Optimus is the only person listed that I'd like to meet; not because I wouldn't like to meet Gandhi or Jesus or Pete Townshend, but because meeting Optimus Prime would be so awesome!

Seriously, there's something about this character that captures the imaginations of boys from my generation. He's a warrior-king, but he's also incredibly gentle; he's an unwilling (but extremely skilled) soldier in a war he didn't choose, marooned on a world that isn't his home, and he puts his life on the line over and over again for people (humans) who are just as likely to shoot at him as his enemies. Optimus Prime's death in the 1986 Transformers: the Movie (Whoops, did I spoil a plot point of a 22-year-old movie for you?) made me cry at age 14, and moves me even now. It's hard to qualify why Optimus is such a huge part of my childhood. All I can figure is that he fills the space that early Spider-Man did for the generation previous: an icon of the honorable, responsible use of power for right regardless of what the world at large thinks of you.

Also, he's a robot that transforms into a truck.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

A Bored Gifted Student

Samuel is 17 years old, he have short hair, and a pair of big round eyes. He is very quiet in class. He is academically gifted student. His Mother recalled feeling shocked a few years earlier when she received a call from the principal of her 8-year-old son’s school saying that the boy was failing arithmetic. How could this be happening, she thought. The boy had started kindergarten two years early because he was mature and generally academically gifted, with a special talent in mathematics.

When the professor spoke to her son’s teacher, she discovered that the boy was doing extremely well on his examinations, but wasn’t bothering to do the homework assignments, which he found boring. She solved the child’s (and the school’s) problem by using a two-pronged approach. She persuaded her son to do his homework to keep the school happy. She also hired a college student to teach him algebra so that he’d feel challenged instead of bored.

Although Samuel is gifted student but he find it difficult to used his ability in doing homework assigments. Futher more he struggles to understand his extra ordinary gift. Thus he could not do his homeworks, despite all the advices given.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

My Favourite Writer

I learned a lot of interesting and useful things from books. Later I could read myself and books brought me a lot of pleasant moments. In general I'm fond of reading and to my mind books are a source of emotional inspiration and romantic feelings. Reading means much in our life. Owing to books we have the invisible contact with the writer who speaks with us from the passed centuries.
The writer who stands out of this list for me is Fyodor Michailovich Dostoyevsky. I think I can never forget my first acquaintance with him. Nearly three years ago when I came to our local library the librarian, a pleasant young lass, offered me to borrow "Crime and Punishment" by Dostoyevsky. The title of this book tells its own tale and though I have never enjoyed books about murders and crimes I decided to take it, as I have heard about Dostoyevsky as about one of the most seminal writers in European literature. But after reading his book, "Crime and Punishment" became my favourite book and its author came into my life as my beloved Russian writer.

I look upon him not only as a great writer but a great philosopher as well. His ideas had an immense influence on the literature that followed and his deep penetration into the human soul and the motives of people's behaviour impresses the modern reader as much as it did his contemporaries.

Dostoyevsky was born in Moscow on October 30, 1821. He was the second son of a former army doctor. Though the Dostoyevskies were a middle-class family the father was able to provide the best education for his sons. The boy was educated at a private Moscow boarding school and, shortly after the death of his mother in February 1837, was sent to St. Petersburg, where he entered the Army Engineering College. He received a commission in 1843 and was attached to the Army Engineering corps, but in 1844 Dostoyevsky resigned his commission to devote himself to literature.

In the spring of 1846 he joined the group of Utopian socialists led by Michael Butashevich-Petrashevsky. And in April 1849 Dostoyevsky and other members of the group were arrested and imprisoned for eight months in the Petropavlovsk fortress. On November 16 Dostoyevsky was sentenced to death, but the death sentence was commuted to four years of hard labor in a Siberian prison. After his release from prison in February 1854, Dostoyevsky did his compulsory army service in Siberia.

In March 1857 Dostoyevsky resigned from the army and return to St. Petersburg. Two years after his return, at the end of 1859, he founded the monthly periodical "The time" under the nominal editorship of his elder brother Michael, who was his best friend throughout his life. But some years later "The Time" was suppressed because of an article on the Polish uprising.

Dostoyevsky died in St. Petersburg on January 28, 1881, from a burst blood vessel in his lungs, aggravated by an attack of epilepsy.Fyodor Michailovich Dostoyevsky died but he left his descendants a large heritage. At present Dostoyevsky is still among the most widely read authors, whose contribution to the world literature can hardly be overestimated. I consider that he is so popular among the readers because of the problems raised by him; these problems haven't lost their significance. Dostoyevsky wrote about Russian people and the problems of the Russian society of his time, his genius made the problems raised international and vital for people of all nationalities. Among his outstanding novels are "The Idiot", "The Devils", "The Adolescent", "The Brothers Karamazov", "Humiliated and Abused", but as I have said before my favourite is "Crime and Punishment".

To my mind the novel "Crime and Punishment" is one of the best books I've ever read which leaves lasting impression and unforgettable feelings. It holds your attention from the start and becomes more exciting as it progresses.

The author worked upon this novel in 1865 and throughout the following year and the book was published in 1866. It is the psychological account of a crime. A young man Radion Raskolnikov, sent down from university, of middle-class origins and living in extreme poverty has decided to break out of his appalling situation. He decides to kill a certain old woman, the pawnbroker Alyona Ivanovna. The old woman is stupid, deaf, ill and greedy; she is evil and torments the life of her younger sister. "She is of no use for anything", "why does she live?"', "is she of any value to anybody at all?" - such questions thoroughly disconcert the young man. He decides to kill and rob her in order to improve the fortunes of his mother and sister. He wants to save the family, finish his course, go abroad and then for the whole of the remainder of his life to be honest. Despite the fact that such crimes are terribly difficult to carry out, he carries out his plan quickly and successfully. He passes almost a month after this before the final catastrophe. Nobody suspects him and here the whole psychological process of the crime unfolds. Insoluble questions confront the murderer, unsuspected and unanticipated feelings torment his heart. God's truth and the earthly law and justice take their toll, and he ends by being compelled to give himself up.

I have a really high opinion of this book, as I got the whole pleasure from it. This is the book which, once you have started, is impossible to put down. While reading the novel you share all Radion's feelings and fears together with him, you try to understand his behaviour and thoughts, to cut the long story short, you live together with the main hero. "Crime and Punishment" includes strong elements of realism; you can find a certain theme to think over at every page of the novel. From my point of view all these make the book unforgettable and peculiar. And I think if I met a person who hasn't read this book, I would recommend him or her to read it, as "Crime and Punishment" is a real masterpiece of Russian literature.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Last Weekend

The plans were made suddenly... And before I could realize, Naren, Shakuntala and Roy were here in Kuantan, Pahang... Last weekend I got hardcore sick. I was just hoping that the guys don't cancel their trip to Kuantan, and I kept my fingers crossed...

We went to Teluk Chempedak (Kuantan’s famous beach), Cameron Highland, Xtreme Sports Bar, Tioman Island, Chinni Lake.... We did boating, sleeping, eating, smoking, drinking, screaming, walking, bird watching, evaluating people on roads... Spent a hell of a time on Naren's application... Went for some long drives... Played Truth and Dare (in which their only target was ME) at Teluk Chempedak Beach and then in the car... We (Roy and I) manhandled Naren once... Ate an awesome Egg-Maggi prepared by Shakuntala... The guys made me wear a stud in left ear... Roy played Kite, while the rest of us watched... We made plans for movies and then canceled them... Talked at length about all of us and our lives and future plans and about a start up in next 5-6 years and about Salt Lake house plans and about ruining a Indian marriage with a "Bhootni Ke" styled dance and about plans for coming new year celebrations and about other unmentionable topics... An unforgettable time...

The best thing about Naren and Shakuntala this time: Found them both much more sensible and matured in their relationship... It was great to hear from Naren this time, with conviction, that they are tying the knot in 2011 (probably March)... It was great to see the confidence on his face... Naren has changed... and definitely for good... Shakuntala also, is quite excited about her new job... And she should be; she deserves it...

Nice to see all three of them moving ahead... I had two very good friends Naren and Roy... Now I have three... Love you all guys...