Interesting story..

The following post may be offensive to some people. Reader discretion is advised.

I shall not quote the exact story but rather an analogy. For those who know what this is about, these are just my comments with no personal attacks. For the rest who don’t know what it is about, just enjoy the story.

A boy wanted to enter a matchstick lighting competition and had spent days and nights studying about the best method to strike a match and he also studied about the different materials that were used to create the matches. All this was done in an attempt to ensure victory. To top it all, it must also be stated that the previous year's winner was his best friend who had a average of 95 lights per 100 attempts. Despite this, the boy refused to go to his best friend for advice.

The boy knew all that he needed to know, he bought a set of different brands of matches and practiced day and night till he was able to strike a match behind his back held between his ring and little finger.

He slept early on the day before the competition but despite that, he was unable to wake up on time for the competition. Upon getting up, he rushed to his cupboard (where he kept his matchboxes) and RANDOMLY picked a few boxes and stuffed them into his pocket. He rushed to the venue and had just made it in the nick of time.

At the venue, he was asked to place 5 of the boxes he was going to use on the judges table he once again RANDOMLY took 5 and discarded the rest into a nearby bin. The sad thing was that he had placed into one of those 5 boxes all the matches that he was unable to light previously.

He now had entered a competition with 5 randomly chosen boxes. Is he still going to win despite the odds against him? It will be one full year before I know for sure...

Here is what a friend of mine told me, "It's not about the matches but about whether he remembers all that he has learnt," when I told him that there was no way he could win.



The confused ONE
Name: Chaitanya
B`dae: 14/03/1990 (einstein shares my B-dae!!)
Sch00l: Anderson..
Class: De best class
CCA: SJAB and ganna be maths soc soon!!


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Here are some excuses for not doing maths homework. Thanks to a library book.(i dont really use them.. i jus dont do HW!!)
I did not do my Maths because...
1) It was cold at night that i burnt all my pencils for warmth.
2) My pet mistook the homework as veges and ate it.
3) My book was left in my locked drawer where as the key was flushed into the toliet bowl.
4) I accidentally drop it into the library book drop.


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I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird:I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd:but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed:but won't you conceed
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away:away from me
It's all right:You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy:or anything:

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.

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