Missing In Action

Here i am back again after a haitus .Blame it on the lazy parents .One wont upload photos and the other wont blog .Grown Ups ...its always like this with them .But i am back again ,no photos ...no videos ...just bloglets to keep this memoir going .





Lots has happened over the past 3 months .Add a a few inches to my height ,more gleam in my eyes ,feet on the fly ,nonsense blabber all the while no weight on the waist though (keeps my mom worried ).To make more sense


1.I am a regular school regular guy ...daily ...mon to fri 9 to 12


2.I speak with sentences by just connecting words ,though they dont make sense they manage to communicate .Actually they are good enough to get my tantrums across .Mostly i speak hinglish .English nowns connected with hindi words .

3. I ran a race and a got a medal (i finished third ) dad thought i finished 4th .Actually it was a unfair race as i was put in with guys one term ahead of me and to make it worse they put a afro american big guy in my race .Now these guys are born athletes .Atleast i got my first medal and now it is displayed on my wall .
4, I choose my own wear .Only jeans and cords will do .No short pants or 3/4ths .and good tees .My favourites are the one that have a splash of silver .

5. I can answer 5 questions (ahem ) .They are
1.What is the capital of India
2.Who is captain of Indian cricket team
3.Who is badshah of Bollywood
4.National animal
5.National Bird

Now dont someone go asking these questions when you meet me i may not be able to get all of them right ...after i am bacchu
I will put in my race photo in the next post .