Well, well question of the day. Who am i? Well to be frank I’m a nobody. Just another 15 year old who writes articles to ‘change’ the world but can’t even lift his fat ass up from the chair to go and throw a paper in the bin and loiters around himself. I am that nobody who thinks all day about a plot and when he gets time, he dreads to write and the laziness overpowers the creativeness. I am that nobody who mourns about the bloody system the whole day, wastes time in writing the articles that nobody gives a f**k about and when gets low grades due to time wastage, he increases the number of articles. But enough is enough. We, the nobody swear that we won’t let anyone demoralize us. No matter how bullshit our articles may be but we still would beat anyone to pulp anyone who criticizes them. So let me introduce myself. I’m Divyanshu Kalra, a student of M.J.K school (don’t bother about the full form. It is funny enough to make you laugh your head out.) and I pledge to change the world… gotta go a hot girl has moved in the neighborhood, and she just rang the bell. Jackpot, baby, jackpot!!

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CID revisited!

Posted: March 5, 2013 in My works, Satires

Here are some of the funniest CID pics i could find online! :p
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You have trouble at night,
night sleepless nights,
nights when u wonder why you are alive,
you watch around,
everything is plenged,
plenged in the blue,
dripping in it,
u see the mirror,
turn around,
afraid,
afraid of urself,
how cn u face those eyes,
full of guilt and wrath,
hallow and empty,
were ever u go,
u face pity,
pity of those rich,
rich bastards,
u want to scream,
shout,
kill them,
it was them,
who took her from you,
plunged ur life in the blue,
the infinite shades of blue,
you cry at night,
when jamie is asleep,
she loved him,
she loved you,
but u were too blind,
blind to see,
see her love,
and now you cry,
groan and scream,
feel so powerless,
you feel stupid,
how could you,
push her,
into that horrid place,
push her into,
the infinite shades of blue,
you had her,
had a family,
had a life,
now cuts and bruises,
sorrow all u have,
that look in her eyes,
that stare she gave,
when they took her,
it was not anger,
but a emotion far more powerful,
it was forgiviness,
that left u powerless,
plunged in the blues,
the infinite shades of blue,
and now u are scared,
but no one else cares,
jamie also cries,
he misses her,
but u cnt tell him the truth,
u lie,
afraid of losing him,
what would he think,
when he comes to know you sold her?
sold her to those beast,
sold her to the,
infinite shades of blue,
now its all blue,
pain,scream,
sorrow nothings new,
everythings blue…

Lost In the shadows…

Posted: February 26, 2013 in Uncategorized

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You scream at the wall,

you cry out,

nothing to break ur fall,

you shout out,

but ur echos all u hear,

fears fills you,

skin’s too numb,

too numb to feel,

truth filled in ur lies,

wounds so deep they cant heal,

at the loss of words,

and the loss of ears,

in the name of emotions,

all you have is fears,

fear to trust,

fear to love,

so broken,

you’re afraid to break,

afraid to break apart,

fall down and never get up,

its like being in a long,

dark corridor,

crawling in the shadows,

wishing to get ,

lost in these shadows,

they appeal to you,

you have abandoned all hopes,

too afraid that,

one another blow,

will bring you down,

they hit you,

break you apart,

but thats only pain,

thats not new,

they trash you,

give you a scared face,

to go with a scared heart,

you try to move forward,

they push you back at the start,

no body to wipe your tears,

no one to tell you,

dnt worry i am here,

hes dead?

no hes not,

he still visits you in dreams,

dreams that end in,

sweat, pain and screams,

he was kind and good,

why did he go,

you still clench his sweater,

draw some heat,

the warmth of his touch,

a touch long lost,

lost in the shadows,

the fan appeals you,

calls you,

you see hope,

cover your eyes,

cause its blinding,

yes the fan,

it will take you him,

yes it can,

and at last you are at peace,

dissolved and lost,

lost in the shadows


She died, she lit a flame,

on which we,

with a smile shall pee,

in this darkness afraid of light,

afraid to fight,

waiting for prince charming to fight,

for us,

who was damini?

just another,

thank god nt my sister or mother,

it new year lets celebrate and,

sleep tight,

and wait till our sister is raped,

then we shall fight,

lets sit back and relax,

its new year,

lets close our eyes and act blind,

lets give in to our fear,

and erase her from our mind,

watch the tv,

and we shall all critisize

, hide in our home like a fucking mice,

it new year isnt it,

lets go in a bar,

where we shall all sit,

and discuss,

just discuss,

who has the balls to go there and fight,

struggle to see a ray of light,

why should we go in cold,

mind ur own business,

arnt we told?

who has the balls to face tear gas?

to be beaten like trash,

its new year,

lets all get drunk and laid,

forget all the mistakes we made,

lets jst start fresh and new,

ya bitch!

a happy new year to you too!!

Its on android!!!

Posted: December 15, 2012 in Uncategorized

http://db.tt/ARHliuYW I am proud to tell that this blog is now a app on android OS…Click the link above to download it…

Ground zero…

Posted: September 20, 2012 in Uncategorized

He was standing there. Watching… hidden… his revolver was now somehow heavy… the cap difficult to wear… he knew that everything he learned was now of no use… now everything, the fate of innocents depended on him… his hands were trembling… It all started morning of 12/05/2008. Nikhil Sharma was enjoying his holiday from the NDA(Nation Defence Accademy). He was in the central market with his girlfriend, a british girl, Natalie. His parents disaproved of her. So it was decided that they would come 23 Km away from home to spend some time together, without the knowledge of the parents. They were rooming about when a sharp scream from the opp side. draged the attention of Nikhil. It was followed by many more… and finally gunshots. Nikhil turned to Natalie.”Go! it not safe for you…” and after a few seconds of protests natalie agreeded. And now a series of event had thrown him into thia dak corner of the market… he was hiding to protect himself. His phone vibrated… It was from Natalie. It said ‘Proud of you.’. He deleted the message but then he saw his phone wallpaper. It was of a army major. It said’Do whatever to protect you land… After all you owe it… Protect it from your fears, cowardness and selfishness… Yes He thought. He was being a selfish coward… he looked around himself there was chaos everywhere.. a small girl was crying… dead bodies everywhere… He remembered what his dad(a major) taught him… first observe He observed… there was 8 terrorist in all… One of who was keeping hostage… He remembered…Second find weapon… He looked around him he had a personal revolver and a knife… there was a gaurd lying dead… he had a remington M-18. Shotgun…  A terrorist stood between him and the gun… He took out his revolver… “Its Time To PAYBACK” he said… he ran towards the shot gun shot the terrorist… took the gun… the other terrorist fired… Now every thing was silent… He knew only one thing that if anyone tries to mess with his mother land, Hmhe willcrush them no matter what it takes… a bullet hit his leg… he felt no pain but joy… like every drop was a payback from his side to india… all his traing for the Indian Army was now at test… his vision was hazzy… hand not stable… he suffered many wounds… but his aim was stable… more stable than ever…
I, stand here beside his grave… today after exactly four years after Nikhil died… I read what was on his grave
Here lies one of the bravest young fellow, who died while fighting 8 terrorists… killing them all… a great son,a great freind ,a great brother but most of all a great citizen… here lies Nikhil Meddleton(04/07/1990 – 12/05/2008) May your soul rest in peace…


My hands tremble’

with words i fumble.

Brain stops working,

I ain’t thinking,

that boy in Mental Depression?

Why did they do that?

Was he not Almighty’s creation?

I thought about him—

He was a little mentally err…

unstable is false

insane falser

he was mentally special

no matter who was in front of him

he used to just shake hands with him

boys abused him

girls used to foolishly grin

but he didnt care

even if to him the world was not fair

but the world a sad place

grew jealous of his smile

each day he with his unbreakable spirit

he used to just shake hands with strangers

smiling waving to them

he was the sole flower

in a desert under the sun

but day by day the flower withered

unable to stand the headays went by

his smile was now a model of repressed emotions

he quit shaking hands

reason?

people called him insane

on his face

retard insane a laughing stock

but the hell was yet to unleash itself

he the lamp in the darkness of depression

was kicked out of his house

after he failed to get to any college

no friends deserted by his family

For days he just sat at the corner of a bench

on the mercy of those who gave him food

then he disappeared

five years later today found him in a hospital

never told me he was in depression

why did they do that to him

because he waved to them

I met him he was staring at the roof

was on machine barely alive

he looked at me those eyes…..

they captured me

they didnt have the happiness

they used to

they were …….hollow

drained

he didnt say anything just stared

I came out unable to face him

The lamp had gone out

the flower had died

the world drained the happiness out of him

his soul was also lost to the demon

consumed by hell itself

I came out wondering was there a God?

My hands tremble’

with words i fumble.

Brain stops working,

I ain’t thinking,

that boy in Mental Depression?

Why did they do that?

Was he not Almighty’s creation?

I thought about him—

He was a little mentally err…

unstable is false

insane falser

he was mentally special

no matter who was in front of him

he used to just shake hands with him

boys abused him

girls used to foolishly grin

but he didnt care

even if to him the world was not fair

but the world a sad place

grew jealous of his smile

each day he with his unbreakable spirit

he used to just shake hands with strangers

smiling waving to them

he was the sole flower

in a desert under the sun

but day by day the flower withered

unable to stand the headays went by

his smile was now a model of repressed emotions

he quit shaking hands

reason?

people called him insane

on his face

retard insane a laughing stock

but the hell was yet to unleash itself

he the lamp in the darkness of depression

was kicked out of his house

after he failed to get to any college

no friends deserted by his family

For days he just sat at the corner of a bench

on the mercy of those who gave him food

then he disappeared

five years later today found him in a hospital

never told me he was in depression

why did they do that to him

because he waved to them

I met him he was staring at the roof

was on machine barely alive

he looked at me those eyes…..

they captured me

they didnt have the happiness

they used to

they were …….hollow

drained

he didnt say anything just stared

I came out unable to face him

The lamp had gone out

the flower had died

the world drained the happiness out of him

his soul was also lost to the demon

consumed by hell itself

I came out wondering was there a God?