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Saturday 6 April 2013

Incredible India!!

India , Is a country where ,

The Girl is neither safe in the womb nor outside the womb. That is , either they are killed before they are born or raped after they are born.

The government is corrupt . Politicians and leaders have looted more than the Europeans , accumulating black money and playing with the country's future in a game of politics. Its the politicians who make people fight in the name of religion , caste , god etc. It's a place where reservations are encouraged rather being discouraged.

The law is made for the criminal . Where the innocent is made guilty and the culprit roams freely. A fast track court here is like forever and a never ending process.

Where the Prime Minister is a puppet , mute and the opposition leader who has made people fight in the name of religion.  Where to become a politician , you need to have been in jail for about 2-3 times , have murdered 3-4 people and raped atleast half a dozen of girls.

Where the people are arrested for writing the truth and posting it on facebook end up in jail because the politician didn't like it.

Where the police doesn't take crime seriously and the people like cowards don't help them even when police make a move.

People don't help the needy. They see everything like a movie and then , after the shit becomes serious , they come out on streets with candles making govt. responsible.

Where pizza come's faster than ambulance.

Where the mother of rivers Ganga , which is considered to be pure is polluted.

Where resources are wasted on stones which are considered to be gods.

Where everyone blames each other.

Where there is no funds to promote the national game.

Yeh mera India , I love my India!! 


Tuesday 13 November 2012

The MUN Xperience!!

MUN , also known as the Model United Nations  is an academic simulation of the UNITED NATIONS that aims to educate participants about the current events , topics in international relations , diplomacy , UN agenda and etc etc ........ and the list goes on. Therefore I took part in my first ever MUN , which was conducted by HPS - Hyderabad Public School , Ramananthapur. 

So , it all had to be formal , gees .... so i had my suit stitched , bought some new shoes etc. Then came the day , 17 September 2012 , phew .... exited and well , tensed as it was my first. Suit on , shoes on entered the 'Delegate of Italy' ....representing the committee of NATO,  well they were others too.  Lemme introduce them to you....


Abhishek Anirudhan - ECOSOC

Apoorva Gudihal      - HRC

Riti Singh               - IAEA


Aishwariya Kunchur - GA

Me and Anirudh Pendyala - NATO


"Fir hum log cab me HPS ke safar par chal nikle..... hindi ka safar nai ... english ka safar.... S.U.F.F.E.R"... seriously , the back seat of the cab , thought i would puke on the way. 

After reaching HPS , we were warmly welcomed. Met few old friends and made new ones,we all started greeting our allies , like Germany , Belgium , Canada , Norway , USA , England etc and many more. And then the session began.


NATO - The North Atlantic Treaty Organisation , this committee had about 26-27 members and we being the first timers , didn't know what to do. We were not not active in the first session , but yes , we rocked the second session. Oops sorry ... I rocked. :p 

Akshay Singh 

We made good friends over there and our committee chair only had girls. :D 

Day 2 was even more shocking!! We were the most active country in the First session , but then came the CRISIS situation. Damn that thing. It was a imaginary situation which turned out to be true in real. The Russian delegate was an element of surprise. We were shocked. This made us inactive.  Then day 3 , was a bore as well. But at the end , came the entertainment session when me and the chair had fun with the GANGNAM STYLE.  

It was a super duper experience. And i'll cherish those moments forever in my life.










Saturday 22 September 2012

Who?? Me??

I'm crazy. Yup , i am. I am proud of it. I am a traveler , who if gets bored , takes out his bus pass and roams the whole city. I am a guy , who when gets upset , says to himself , dude " zindigi me utaar chadaav hote rehta hai. " . Literal translation -" life has it's share of up's and downs." I am an adventurer , who treks to his maximum potential , walks into the darkest parts of the caves , who wants to jump down from the plane and do parachuting , who doesn't know swimming but still wants to scuba dive.

Frankly telling , i don't like studying nor sitting in front of the computer. Whole night studying and doing ' taka - taka -taka' on my computers keyboard!!! Not my cup of tea. That's no fun , it doesn't have that feeling what we call 'kick' in Telugu. 'KICK' is a feeling of craziness. But no , i have to study because this so called kick can't give me a future. So i create these 'kicks' for myself. I smile for everything , someone insults me , praises me , scolds me and many more cases. Why ? That's me , smile is the greatest kick for almost every situation.

I love love and love loves me . We have a great relationship. But the thing with me is , i'm very .. very ..very secretive. I never make my private life public. Sometimes i do , but not everything. No one know's completely about my life except me.

I just want to live my life to the fullest. No matter what my life is going to be , how hard it's gonna be, i just want to face it with a smile. My wish while dying would be to smile and say .... "here i come death... i'll take you to a roller coaster ride , greet me old friend."  and then die peacefully , doesn't matter if this world remembers me or not.

Friday 14 September 2012

OMG LOVE..... save me!!

Ooops ... I'm in love. AGAIN!!! can love happen twice?? This is one special page from my secret diary!!! 

Well there's a girl that makes my heart go over the top. No.. no.. i wont tell you her name. SECRET. Well people tell that a pic says 1000 words , but when i see her , i see only 3 ; I LOVE YOU!
Sometimes i feel , life without her is like a broken pencil , pointless. I just love her.Everytime i see her , i just want to hold her in my arms and never let her go because she's the girl that fills all the little dark places in my heart.





She's worth waking up for and coming to school. I fall in love with her , everytime I look into her eyes , They are so damn beautiful. When I see her , I become speechless , she takes my breath away. Thousands of stars are there in the sky , but she's the one in front of my eye,

Hope i could tell her all this . But hey wait... will a princess like that will ever look at a guy like me?

Sunday 2 September 2012

ummm.... no suitable title!

I have failed. Failed again ,
but i live to try , try again ,


I have failed , failed again ,
but i love to fight back and come back again,

I am no loser ,

I never back down ,

I'm not afraid to try again,
but only to fail again,

So i try not to think to fail ,
so i try not to think to lose ,
all i think is to find a way ,
find a way to win again.

To win is my goal ,
To win is my dream ,
My dream will sure be true one day
if i keep on trying EVERYDAY.


Oh yes , i have failed ,
oh yes , i had tried,
but no , i haven't cried ,
cause i yet haven't died.

I will keep on trying,
with my full strength,
With a dream to win,
till my last breath.


I have failed. Failed again ,
but i live to try , try again.



Monday 2 July 2012

liberté.....Freiheit....Azaadi...Freedom!!

Whats freedom? People say many things , you know , like umm .... say ... for example , a guy said - roaming with my girlfriend in front of my parents is freedom. Some say , independence is freedom. Some say , doing whatever i like is freedom. And there are many others who tell , breaking the rules is freedom.

Well lets see it in a broader aspect , umm ... like freedom of India. What was freedom for Mahatma Gandhi? What was freedom for Jawahar Lal Nehru ? What was freedom for the kinds of Bhagat Singh , Azaad , Subhash Chandra Bose? It was freeing India from the British. What was freedom for Nelson Mandela? Removing the ******@$%^&^ shit called APARTHEID. What was freedom for Martin Luther ? Giving blacks the equal rights as the whites. What was freedom for John Lennon , Jimmi Hendrix , Michael Jackson and many more? Singing to the world , playing their guitar in a really fine bass and showing the world what dance is etc etc.

Now lets be a bit selfish. What freedom to you ?? What freedom to me?? For me freedom is being what i really am. Probably i have lost myself , but still with my freedom , i can rediscover the real me. For me freedom is being happy , which if taken away , is the worlds most biggest sin , who ever it maybe .... has no right to steal my freedom , neither my friends , nor my family , nor my elders ... not even god.

So freedom is some what complicated in certain sense. A sensitive topic. So tell me guys ..... whats freedom to you. It'll be my pleasure to see what you guys think what YOUR freedom is.!!

Sunday 1 July 2012

Why???

Sometimes in life , i feel like crying so hard that all my sorrows , go away from me through my tears. But unfortunately , they stay inside , tears don't come out and i suffer inside. I try even harder to cry , the tear come to my eye but doesn't roll down. I don't know why!

I don't know what i want to do . All i know i just want to be happy. Someone once asked me what you want to do in your future. I told her , i just want to be happy. She smiled and went away thinking what a jerk i was. But i still felt proud that i listened to my heart. I don't know why?

My friends don't understand me , neither my problems. Instead they think i am strong from the inside like there's an incredible hulk inside me, but no , i get weak day by day , minute by minute. The problem is i advice my friends , i always try to keep them happy , they depend on me but to whom should i tell everything to? My friends make fun of my problems , they make my personal life public. I know when my friends are upset or if something is wrong.They do care for me but they don't , they never realize that how lonely i feel from inside. They can't make out whether i am disturbed by something. Sometimes , in the crowd of thousands, i feel lonely. Standing there with a frown inside , some expression outside. I don't know why!

My family supports me. Never ever put any pressure on me , but my problems are so sensitive , that i can't share it with them. They say i must study hard. I do , but still , i fail . I study harder but yet again, i simply rise to fall again. But i keep on trying. I don't know why!

Sometimes i ask myself -"dude!! what your problem???" but i realize that i don't actually know my problem.
I just simply can't express it. Probably i fear something unknown. I don't know why!

Day after day i look at myself at the mirror and ask - " Dude who are you?? Are you that Akki that you were before?? Childish , naughty ,evergreen, full of life , loving , caring , tension free , mast , bindass???" But the answer comes - " No dude! You are not the same guy. You are someone else in his body. You have lost yourself. " And i feel , yes , it's true. I have lost myself , somewhere far , somewhere in the corner of the infinite ,  all my words , lost in the echo. And again , I don't know why!

Is it my problem that i don't share my problems or is it so because no one understands? No one has really understood me n i guess no one will ever. But i still feel i will find someone who will truly understand me. I don't know why!

But i don't lose. I keep working hard for a better future where i'll be away from these thoughts. I may be weak from inside , but still strong enough to give a fight back. Whenever i get these thoughts i say to myself - " Hey Akki , look , there are people around the world who die with cancer ,there are children who are orphan ,there are women who are widows ,there are people who die from hunger and thirst ,there are  people who have lost there everything , there are people who don't have legs , hands , kidneys, eyes etc. What your problem in front of theirs?  If they are strong enough to survive with that , smile with that , why can't you? Is your problem that big?" And then i smile at myself , encouraging myself telling that -"dude , you are the strongest guy" , and then dreaming again for a happy future. Hope is the thing which i believe in a lot.

Finally i say that life may give you a hundred reasons to cry , but you must show life a thousand reasons to smile!! So keep hoping.