My experiments with crayons

Every time our drawing teacher told us to make a scenery,we got flushed up. Pencil,sharpener,eraser and the most important tool, our crayons used to fill up our tool box.

The saga begun during Jr. Kg and continued till 4th or 5th grade. Although the scenery we ended up making every time didn't show a drastic variation, but yet we were eventually proud of the slight variations we could display to our piece of art.

These slight variations varied from drawing a tree with several fruits,which were perfect red spheres to a bridge drawn but the central framework remained the same.

The central framework consisted of two mountains,in between which we used to place the sun in it's rising position. Rest of the sketch consisted of green fields and sky. The fields were cut by a river,a perfectly blue one.

We were quite satisfied with these sceneries until the hard times begun. Our new art teacher,who was nothing less than a sadist,discouraged us. He wanted us to mature and we did. His constant criticism of our drawings slowly and slowly killed the artist inside us and we became a new type of students,who used to make market and parks and roads but not those mountains,the fearless artist inside us lost the battle to that sadist.

 Every time I see the a child buying those crayons,I somehow relive those childhood emotions but yet that inglorious defeat has perhaps made me too weak to try making those sketches with honest enthusiasm again. 

Old days back

the question is: what's the accelaration of a body that is moving down freely along a smooth surface inclined to the ground at an angle alpha.

The online identity

As of now,I'd like tp prevent writing another piece of bullshit,I'd like to keep it simple. For the past few months,my priorities and therefore my social tastes have changed.

For a guy who used to write blog posts like a fool,and then was eager to get more number of clicks,gave up the  entire thing all at once. As I early mentioned,the "priorities" changed. Earlier,I used to be a guy who'd love to be social,getting more of twitter fame,facebook likes and blog visits. Now the priorities are different,getting a decent SPI,not appearing in the less attendance list (and eventually the pre-detained list),clearing out vivas all at once,and be a bit more "social" in the real life.

And the happiest part is,I am a bit happy in the real world. Eating tandoori chicken every sunday,writing assignments at time,getting 'A' grades instead of 'C',getting a smile on mumma's face,everything cheers me up.

My online identity 'mojokajojo' has always been special to me. It evolved as one of the random names that came to my mind last summer and it became my online alias. But now the pressure's bundling up on me,and I have no time to converse in 140 chars. Sorry world,but 'mojokajojo' might have reached it's extinction,atleast the active part of it!