Usual But unusual!

Today is Sunday. i think i m going to write what happened from the morning. before that i must say that i am not going to write in the SMS ENGLISH anymore because i have got a bit disgusted with it. but remember one thing, i didnt make this revolution just because dada scolded me for it...i do feel a bit tired with that language.
Anyways, back to Sunday Morning. i woke up at 8 pm. i brushed my teeth, read the newspaper and had tea. then i began doing Maths. to my suprise i did 11 sumsof Algebra in a very short span of time. the 12th one was a bit tough (to me). it took 1 1/2 page to solve. i was very confused but then my tubelight mind at last switched on and i did it. I DID IT! YES! YES! YESSSSS! it feels really good when you solve a mathematical problem after a hard work. i wont say that i did a hard work but still i felt better...
Then my sweety dearie mummy (not the egyptian one) laid the breakfast and the others came one by one, that includes Tilakmama Dada and Pops(father). in the breakfast we had luchi and dal and achar and sweets. i ate 4 luchis a bit of dal, a lot of achar and a misti. then ma gave us coffee. after the eating session was over, i went back to studies. i did a few more sums and then prepared Hindi. we have a test on friday. these exams never leave our backs. GRRRRRR!
i finished preparing the chapter,"Bare Bhai Ka Aadar". i really wonder why the parents during Gandhiji's time taught them wrong things. in the chapter it stated that during his childhood Mahatma gandhi once climbed a mango tree to pick some mangoes. seeing this his elder brother came straight to him and without saying anything he boxed mohondas' ears and slapped him! how unfair...elders bros are always like this. bechara gandhiji went to his mother and reported her what had happened. his mother (very much unlike mine...) asked him to take his revenge by beating him. how can a mother say things like these? during those days the parents did teach wrong things, that's why today elders are always fighting with each other, you see.
then gandhiji said that he wont do so as he is his elder bro. the mother praises him for this...end of story. Fine, that was a good thing to do i must admit. but if someone asks me to take revenge on my bro by beating him just because he showed me the right thing to do. i must get credit too, then... ofcourse noone will say so and there is no chance of being praised for it. Very unfair it is isn't it??
Afterwards, i played badminton with baba for a short time. because very soon i slipped on the mud and fell. my finger got cut started bleeding. it felt so funny when i fell that i couldn't stop laughing!! hahahahaha!
then i went to the roof and played 1 is to 1 beat with baba. now i am posting in blog. my father has already told me once to go to bath. but only once... :)
it was indeed an usual Sunday Morning but somehow unusual!!
Dont you Think so?

Michael Jordan!

a bit of teaching...no harm done!

Lately i hav been teaching ma how to operate computer. Now i hav been gifted with a new studnt...pontai. its fun teaching thm. evry now nd thn they ask why m i doin ths why tht... i m ansering thm like a sir/aunty. i donno how much they undrstnd bout my ans.
but i do myslf get impatient whenvr they hold th emouse in a wrong way nd cannot find sum letter in the keyboard! pooh! wat a thng..
nyways they r improving a lot. today on his first lessn pontai wrote a lettr to piudi, he learnt to sitch on nd off the computernd diff func of Ms Word. he says tht i'll b paid. Haha
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