My Ultimate Bucket List

This post will be dedicated to the goals that I want to accomplish or the things I want to try out in the short term and long term scheme of things. I’ll continuously update it and tick off the things I’ve completed. Hope it inspires you to create your own list! Comment down below to let me know what your goals are!

Career/ Professional goals:

  • Successfully complete Indian Standard 10

–Completed with great marks in 2015. (96 percent overall! read more!)

  • Successfully complete Indian Standard 12

–Yet another round of good marks. (May 29, 2017. 94 percent overall!)Screen Shot 2017-05-28 at 11.39.29 AM

  • Get a bachelor’s degree
  • Write 50 programs on Code Chef
  • Participate in a coding competition
  • Successfully complete a computer science internship
  • Make my own app and make it available on the app store
  • Complete an online course with distinction


Fitness  goals:

  • Run a 5k marathon and eventually a 10k marathon
  • Do a morning workout 30 days in a row
  • Complete one week of full body workout


Fun goals:

  • BunjeeJump
  • Go on a mountain hike
  • Sky-dive
  • Swim with sharks
  • Make my own illustrated comics


Travel Goals:

Places to visit :

  •  Las Vegas
  • Paris 
  • Rome
  • Malta
  • Bora Bora
  • Venice
  • Japan
  • Visit a place and stay there for at least a month and get a small job during the stay.


Social goals:

  • Teach at an underprivileged school
  • Visit an animal care and help out
  • Sponsor a child’s education


Life Goals:

  • Buy a house for parents
  • Be self – sufficient
  • Read 1000 books (I’ve made a separate page for the reviews of each book I read)
  • Maintain atleast three strong friendships for life
  • Go to a live taping of The Ellen Show

50 New Year Resolutions!

A very very Happy New Year’s to you !

Here’s 50 new year resolutions from all of my friends and family. I’ve wanted to do this sort of a post from a very long time, and so here it is finally! (Extremely sorry if I’ve missed someone’s resolution out)

123So what’s your resolution?

Procrastination – The Real ‘OG’

Hey there! I’ve felt compelled to write on this topic for a long time now simply because I’ve always been bad at being productive. And the ways I’ve written down to maximise productivity have all worked for me in general.

Procrastination – The Real OG

They say Leonardo Da Vinci was a lot of things- a painter, a sculptor, a writer, a mathematician, inventor and  writer, to name a few. Without a doubt, he was a great man. But I’m certain even he had his share of unproductive days.

Most people are bad at being productive; especially when they’ve got the freedom to work how they want to or if there are no deadlines pushing them. If this wasn’t the case, there wouldn’t be thousands of books, articles and videos on ‘how to be more productive’. These productivity-killing demons constantly lurk on our shoulders tempting us to opt for the easier of the given options. Luckily, there are ways for us  to maximise our productivity.

Plan, Plan, Plan

Procrastinators love planning, simply because planning does not involving “doing”. It is simply listing out a large set of daunting accomplishments that, although our subconscious gullible mind may believe we will accomplish, we never do.

I mean, how well does this represent you?


Instead of writing down big major accomplishments, break them down into smaller, more doable chunks. Nobody “just builds a house”. They start by taking one brick at a time and laying it again and again till they finally reach the end product – a house. Nearly every big, daunting task can be boiled down to a smaller, doable task- the brick.

A 40 minute run everyday is the brick to competing in a marathon. A 30 minute practise session is the brick to becoming a great singer. Take time to absorb this fact

A remarkable, glorious achievement is just what a long series of unremarkable, unglorious tasks looks like from far away.

The good thing is laying a brick is that it isn’t all that difficult. Planning your task and setting deadlines is all it takes. Create methods to help to stay on track once you’ve laid out your first brick.

  • Create a todo lis t and take up three to four sub tasks per day.
  •  The TimeTune app lets you plan out your entire day. It’s  been helpful for me on days I’ve got a strict time schedule to follow.
  • Use the Pomodoro Technique if you’re stuck in the “I don’t feel like doing it” attitude. Set your timer to 25 minutes and give all your focus to a single task. Most likely you’ll trick yourself into continuing.
  • Make time for breaks. Take two types of breaks as and when needed. Longer and shorter breaks. Longer breaks would last for around an hour and should be taken only when a major task has been completed. Shorter breaks should last for 5 to 10 minutes and most and should be taken in between completion of sub tasks.
  • Avoid multitasking at all costs!
  • Minimize distractions by all means if necessary. If your phone is a distraction , switch it into airplane mode. If the internet is a distraction, disable the wifi so long as you work or install plugins to block sites for a timed duration.


Aim for smaller, steady progress- Poems are written one line at a time

Don’t think about going from A to Z—just start with A to B. Change the storyline from “I procrastinate on every hard task I do” to “Once a week, I do a hard task without procrastinating.”




The Truth About Coaching Institutes

So you’ve finished your grade ten. The results are out and you’ve passed with flying colours! And you, much like your peers are exited about starting off with your preparation for various competitive entrance exams.

“Which coaching institute are you joining?“;  a sentence heard much too often the minute your board exam results are out. And why not?  Isn’t attending a coaching institute the only way to clear competitive examinations? I would like to share my experience with you about the two coaching institutes that I’ve had awful experiences with over the years.

Starting off with BYJU. I joined BYJU coaching before starting off with grade ten .(currently I am in grade 12)  The commute time took around one hour for a one way trip. Nevertheless, my parents and I worked out a plan for the travel. The teachers at BYJU were almost always late to the class. By the end of one week, only one physics and one math class was taken while the rest of the classes were filled with chemistry lessons as the other teachers were unavailable at the time. At times, when no teachers were available we were shown videos of topics on Youtube. The coaching centre location was changed almost every third class. The fee amount was un-proportionate to the facilities provided.  All these incidents and lack of teaching skills and wastage of time led me to drop BYJU in a month. Overall, it was not a good experience. I did quite well in my tenth grade scoring 96% without BYJU or any other tuition.

After the completion of tenth grade, my parents and I decided to join FIITJEE Integrated Curriculum as we felt that it is a norm nowadays; and to get a good college it is necessary to join a reputed institute.

At FITTJEE we were divided into three batches based on a admission test (FTRE) score. In a span of two months, the chemistry teacher left and the new chemistry was not good at explaining concepts at all. In general, I must say that the teachers are knowledgeable. They know everything except how to slow down or to maintain interest of the pupil in the subject. The HOD teachers are only provided to the best batch of 20 students while minimal attention is given to all the other 150 students studying. The FIITJEE notes are a compilation of objective type questions with minimalistic explanation of concepts. They are filled with errors or incorrect questions and answers which lowers the confidence level of the student. They claim to shuffle classes after every term in order to optimise learning process but all this does is create stress instead of a healthy learning environment.All of their posters show a few successful candidates. The thousands who didn’t get a good enough rank are always hidden in background.These issues led me to drop FIITJEE coaching in the middle of grade level and join a different school with CBSE curriculum.

I highly recommend you to read this well written post Visit To FITTJEE And Review to gain a true insight on the FITJEE institute.

Overall I feel like coaching institutes such as these have made education a true ‘business’. According to statistics, 53 percent of all IIT entrants in the past year had self studied.

At the end of the day, it is not the coaching classes which will get you a good university. It is You that will get you a good university.



Yea, it’s been long since I’ve put up a post. And I have an exam tomorrow.. Nevertheless, here I am blogging. But this post was meant to happen weeks ago!

When we are kids, a friend is easy to come by. A friend is someone who wears the same sneakers as you and shares their sandwich with you in lunch breaks. Someone who you know you’ll see everyday in classrooms and someone who is a constant in your life. We find people that are really just like us, and who stay with us.

But as we get older, and as school turns into classes scattered across a huge campus, friends become harder to come by. Without the constant socialisation and the ample free time we once had, a friend is something you have a hard time carving out of your busy schedule. The ones you had slowly drift apart.

As time passes, we realise that friendship is not really about the quantity but the quality. It’s not just about who you know but how well you know who! During these times we have the “real friends“. The ones who are there when you need them the most because they genuinely care about you and the ones who you can have conversations with a deeper level because you trust them. Your friendship — your love — is communicated in unspoken inside jokes, in hugs, and in tear-inducing laughter!

Sometimes we don’t thank these friends enough — for being there, for loving us, for being able to exist in the sidelines because of our busy schedules but who come back into our lives when the opportunity arrives. We owe them so much, and they are such a huge part of who we are.

So, go ahead,look through your contacts list and find your top 5 treasured people an tell them why you love the them! Do it now! Seize the day!

Friends are like stars, they come and go. But the ones that stay are the ones that glow! – Roxy Quiksilver

Results Day!

All right people, so I’ve got the marks. (The ICSE 10th board marks of course!)

I had tried to, like the hundreds of other kids to punch in the required details and demand my results four days before the actual date the results were to come out, but realised soon enough that nothing was going to make the CISCE council spew our marks before the given date and time printed on their website.

Eight minutes to 11:30 on the 18th of May, I was going nuts. I decided to watch some videos to pass time but clearly that didn’t help because every 30 seconds, I was back on the site typing in my details with no luck whatsoever.

The slowest five minutes ever finally passed.

I made my way into the living room and re-visited the site and refreshed it. But every time I refreshed and re-opened it, the server crashed. Expected. 100000 Indians, all heading to the same place on the internet all at once. That’s when my cousin who’s over for the holidays got exasperated at my inability to open a simple site and he tried the same on his phone. AND IT WORKED. I dictated to him the details as he punched them in and waited some more.

Eleven thirty seven.

I breath in and focus on the screen. 95,95,83,94,99 and an A.(not in the same order though)

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The Marks.

I think I did okay. My mom was beyond happy! My dad’s call came in around the same time and he was ecstatic with the marks! The calculators came out and the averages were being calculated and re-calculated.

I got a 95.6 percentage as a best of five marks, since that’s how the board calculates it.

And then the phones started ringing. Friends calling in to congratulate and compare marks.I called up my teachers to tell them my marks. All in all, it was a good day. One that was spent talking about percentages and marks and surprisingly passed so very fast!

A Mother’s Sacrifice.

Allright! So here’s another one of those original writings. Although for this one, I’ve taken a few hints from some other topics, but the sum total of it resulted in this yet another short story. Unlike the other story, this one is very ‘Indian’ in nature .Read on and tell if me what you thought about it down below in the comments!

Here goes..


As Shilpa stared out the window of the speeding train into the inky blackness outside; with her four year old daughter, Ria sleeping beside her, Her mind flashed back in time- The excitement she had felt on her wedding day, her husband’s dreams of making a huge success in the sugarcane fields, the beautiful green meadows and tilling the sugarcane fields until evening. The first three years of her life had been wonderful. Five years later Ria was born and the Shilpa’s happiness knew no bounds!

But all of this changed a year later when tragedy struck and Shilpa’s husband fell sick and passed away leaving her with a young baby and fields to manage on her own. For the next two years, Shilpa struggled to make things work but her stars seemed to be against her. The rains failed and the sugarcane yield was poor. She shuddered remembering going to the moneylender to beg for money and the debt she knew she had to repay later. With a sigh, Shilpa brought herself back to the present. She was determined that she wouldn’t give up and that nothing could stop her from giving Ria the best of the world.

She was on her way to Mumbai -the city of dreams! Her cousin brother, Amir had had told her how she could easily make a living there. He had promised to let her stay with his family and help her get a job. So, plucking up the courage, Shilpa put together her few belongings and decided to go to Mumbai.

The next day, the train came to a screeching halt in at the VT station in Mumbai. Shilpa was startled out of her dreams when she looked out of the window! Never had she seen so many people all at once! Shilpa and Ria hesitatingly stepped out onto the platform wondering how they would find Amir in this sea of people. After a few minutes of searching, they managed to spot him. He was amused to see their astonished faces as they looked outside at the fancy cars and the tall glass buildings around.

“Come on! You’ll get used to this this soon! Let’s go home and get you settled.” , he said.

‘Home’ a little run-down house in a crowed suburb in Mumbai. A string for drying clothes separated the tiny kitchen area with the living area where Amir’s family sat or slept on mats layed on the cement floor. Shilpa and Ria made themselves comfortable in a corner of the room, trying not to get in the way of her cousin’s family. And so began their life in the city!

Amir got Shilpa a job at a construction site where she worked the whole day carrying cement and stones. She would get extremely tired by the end of the day but she was happy that by the end of the month she would have saved up some money to pay back her debts. She really looked forward to Sundays when Ria and her would go exploring in the city. Every evening, she made time to teach Ria the alphabet and how to count. She told herself that she would do whatever it takes to see that Ria was well educated. Next year, she had planned to enroll Ria in a small municipal school.

The days passed by and soon summer crept in. Shilpa worked hard under the scorching sun. At times, she almost fainted under the load of the stones. She knew this was partly because of not eating her breakfast which she had been giving to RIa as she wanted to make sure Ria would grow up to be strong and healthy. Just a day before, the supervisor had yelled at her for resting a while. Nevertheless, things were starting to settle down and Shilpa was happy that life was finally peaceful again.

And then disaster struck! One Sunday, as Shilpa and Ria were strolling down the road, Ria’s eyes fell upon a beautiful doll and she shrieked with delight and said, “Look mummy! That’s such a beautiful doll! Can I please have it?” She looked at it so lovingly, that Shilpa saw a lady’s purse sticking out of her purse and on an impulse she grabbed it and tried to run. Before she knew it, she was surrounded by people who caught her, beat her up and dragged her to the nearest police station. She tried to apologise to the lady, explaining to her that she had never done such a thing before and to give her a chance for the sake of her daughter who was sobbing loudly in the corner. But her apology fell on deaf ears and the lady said that she was an irresponsible mother to teach her daughter how to steal and that she would make sure that she went to jail for it.

And so, Shilpa was sent to jail for six months and Ria was sent to a foster home. Amir refused to see her, no wanting to get into trouble with the police.As Shilpa tossed and turned relentlessly in her narrow bed, her mind flashed back to her village and she realised that life was much peaceful over there. Everyone knew each-other. She had been a fool not to realise this sooner. And with these thoughts passing through her mind, she spent six months in jail.

Soon she was released. She earned a little money by weaving some baskets. She had decided that before picking Ria up, she would buy her the doll with whatever money had. With the doll wrapped up in colourful paper, she went to find her daughter. At the foster home, they told her that a young couple had come to take Ria and wanted to adopt her, if possible.

Shilpa was shocked! She found the address and at once rushed there, determined to take Ria away. She stood on the roadside outside the tall building where her daughter now lived. She stopped and asked herself what she really had to offer her child- a lifetime of love, but nothing secure like this family. With a heavy heart she decide that if she wanted a wonderful dream for her daughter she had to give her up.

She turned back and with tears in her eyes, she took a bus to VT station.” A single ticket to the village please”, she told the man at the ticket counter.

GIIS Scholarship Exam Singapore.

As I prepared myself for the GIIS scholarship exam, it was absolutely no surprise that I found no data on the internet about the syllabus or the difficulty level of the exam whatsoever, and went into the exam hall just as clueless as the other students taking the same exam. So, having faced the GIIS exam today, I have decided to give a brief overview about the types of questions asked and the topics covered in each subject, namely- Maths, English and Mental Ability. Of course, this is only about the paper that I wrote, and the test pattern may keep changing every year. Continue reading “GIIS Scholarship Exam Singapore.”

It Always Seems Impossible until its done.

How many times in your life have you heard the phrase,”It’s Impossible!” ? And then, we find ourselves taking that one person’s advice and backing away or stepping out of the way while someone else is doing that very thing!

That’s the nature of impossible. It always seems unattainable until it’s done.

Yes, it may seem tough or even unimaginable but it’s not impossible. You just have to give it a try. And why not? What’ve you got to lose in just trying? Remembering that you are going to die someday is the best way to avoid the trap of thinking that you have something to lose. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

Of course, you are bound to make mistakes along the way, but they are the biggest helps you will get! You will now know one wrong way of doing that thing and you know not to repeat it ! What we believe we can do or what we can do, what we consider impossible or possible is just a function of our beliefs and not of our capability .As I was surfing the net a few days ago, I tripped upon this inspiring quote by Muhammed Ali.

“Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It’s an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It’s a dare. Impossible is temporary. Impossible is nothing.”        

– Muhammad Ali

Remember that guy that gave up? Nobody else does either!  So believe and act as if it is impossible to fail, and it will be! Because, after all, it always seems impossible until it’s done.

It’s kind of fun to do the impossible

-Walt Disney.

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