14 days to become a math genius

I spent the last one hour doing math. One hour and two old test papers. Bearings can be quite a bit to bear... Of course it involved a lot of help, but I did not lost my cool even once, and actually said "Good ol' Pythagoras theorem!" (I don't believe it either!) What a drastic improvement! This is actually helping...I thought maybe I'd skip math for today and then I remembered that I had to put up a blog post today and so (gulp) I had to do math. But I think I've found one more solution. And that's cursing my math teacher after I solve every problem. My Facebook status today read "Math, I hate you so darned much, I wanna beat the crap outta you by scoring real good marks." I think I'm getting there :)

15 days to becoming a math genius

Yup, you read that right. I have exactly 15 days to becoming a math genius. Why? Well, I have these life altering exams, and math is first. The whole of this year I've been failing math, and now the pressure is building up. Why am I writing this here? Simple. I need an outlet. Amusement. I've gotten various advice, but everything includes loving math so it loves me back. Now this is kind of like telling a kid to eat the veggies because they're good for health. Neither of us listen.
So what my whack-o plan is that I'll use my blog to write something amusing or crazy that happened while I was learning that day, which I think is a good plan to keep myself from strangling math (though it is not possible, I would give it a try believe me). And maybe it'll give me something to look forward to when I'm studying you know, something like "Lemme study so that I have something to write about!!"

Let's start with today...the 22nd of April. I spent around 2 hours on 15 problems. By the time I reached question number 5 I was frustrated. So when I had to find angle BAD, it was too hilarious to bear. Now it may not seem so funny to you, but hey try being me!!


That's for today! Let's see what tomorrow brings :)

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Balancing equations creates an inbalance in my life

Here's a chemical poem...enjoy ;)

The sunny day takes on a gloom
Flowers lose their bloom
In the chemistry lab there is a boom

When swirls of H₂S our nostrils flay
Out of the lab we try to walk
But we sway

When acids and bases
Neutralise to form water and salt
Most of our experiments come to a halt

How Lola led me to Kitty

Lola

Kitty

So today morning my Mom finally convinces me to go shopping with her. After a hot walk we reach the store. And I see this cute dog outside. I couldn't resist and asked the lady with her if I could snap her pic. We spent a few minutes playing with Lola. As we were going inside, the lady told us she had found an abandoned kitten and if we could find her a home. And when I saw her, I was a goner! But I couldnt possibly keep her due to lack of space at my place, and have therefore managed to find her a home after much guilt causing, cajoling, and tugging at heartstrings! :) I have even threatened my friend (who finally agreed) that I would sell his kidney if he sells Kitty! What a day!!

Khonoma was beautiful...

Hey everyone!! So here comes a post after a really really long time! Hope you enjoy it :)
 

So a few months back, I accompanied my Mom to Nagaland. Kohima to be precise. And after a week of work Mom, and Aunty M were ready to take a break. A friendly guy we met at Calcutta airport (News flash: there are no direct flights to Nagaland. You have to go through Calcutta), had told us about this village called Khonoma ,which was famous because it was an eco village.

  

On Sunday when everyone had a day off, we booked a cab and started off for Khonoma. The plan was to go there in the cab (an Omni), walk around in the village, and come back in the car. A normal day. No craziness involved. But we all forgot something. Where Mom and I are concerned, there is no normalness, and certainly no sanity.

Our car, stuck in a ditch

It’s a twenty kilometre journey. We are 10 kms away from Khonoma. And our car gets stuck in a ditch filled with muddy water. There’s a few cars behind us, and the men get down to help us push our car out. It’s quite a comical site. The men look at us in amusement when we start pushing, but realise that we’re just as strong as them. Yours truly is right behind the back wheel, and when the driver starts the car, I get a taste of the lovely, chocolate brown water.

That problem sorted, we get back in and start off again. Only to stop a little further. We started rolling up our sleeves thinking it was another car stuck in a ditch. But no this was something  even worse. The road had been blocked by a landslide.

 

A spider web 

The unknown

 The men called up the church and asked them to send a vehicle. The group going to church were going to cross the mud covered road to the other side and then go on to the church in the vehicle they would send. We had two choices. Either we sat in a car (like normal people) and went to Khonoma and back, or (like us abnormal people) trek.

My backpack was emptied of everything except two bottles of water, Cola (for the caffeine kick), lunch and my Mom’s purse (what good that was going to do in the wilderness, I still have no clue). I carried my camera, with an extra battery. And of course got some good snaps! We went about 7 kms before deciding to come back.

My once white and blue shoe,after
the trek

The locals start clearing the
landslide after Church

Therefore, in conclusion we actually didn’t get to see Khonoma at all. And the next time you see my Mom and me telling each other “Khonoma was beautiful”, with a cheeky smile, you now know exactly why we’re saying that. ;)

Goa to Bombay (2)

The day after the next, we hired a WagonR and started off for Kolhapur.
The journey was fun; with the driver playing just the one CD he had on loop. By the time we stopped for lunch, I knew all the Kishore Kumar songs on that CD by heart.

We passed through some scenic points, which were like all tourist spots crowded. The crowd spoilt the view really with their insane chatter, when they should have been staring at the horizon peacefully. Breathing in the smells of the forest that lay below us.

By the time we reached the Goa-Maharashtra border it was 1. We stopped at a small roadside restaurant for lunch. They said the food would only be coming at 1.15. This idea of food being bought form home to a ‘restaurant’ was quite novel to me.

It was delicious! Piping hot, home cooked and very different from what I usually have back home.

By four that evening we had reached Kolhapur.
Getting to the hotel proved to be quite exciting. No one seemed to have a clue about where it was located. The locals would point to the right and say go to the left and vice versa. We went round in circles for over half an hour before finally finding the hotel.

 To my delight the hotel we were staying in had a Baskin Robins store right in the lobby. We made plans to go to the Mahalakshmi temple the next day.