Racism

People, today I discuss a very subjective topic

R-A-C-I-S-M

I really hate this. Do you know why India and Pakistan don't get along? Because of people. Listen, a true patriot doesn't hate every other country, but loves his own. Look what I got on ask.fm today.

No boy . Muslims = Hindu

Pakistanis , Bangladeshis and Indians equal.

Do you know what used to happen while I was in D.P.S.? One day in class 4th we had to tell about our family. I discussed my Bangladeshi roots and bang ,a wave of criticism hit my face. People are even as mindless to call me Pakistani because Bangladesh was part of Pakistan.

 But some of the children aren't to blame. Some parents grow them up with such a mindset

Grow up people. #PeaceOut

Signing out, zombies will take over the world
Just Another Random Pissed-off  Guy

New Year in bengaluru

My gods. People, it's that time of the year again. The new year, even though this blog just started out on December. I , though bless you all with some stuff and all and have a good new year
Currently I'm in Bengaluru ( Bangalore) and attending a party at the bow-ring club( sounds boring). I'm going to Wayanad, a forest in Kerala and going to finally test the power of my Nikon D3200. Wildlife photography is something I've always wanted to do.

I'm going to ask you something, what does Just Another Random Guy( as in the name) mean to you?

 Well people , happy new year, and try and see if  a tsunami's headed for you!
Signing off, the nuclear holocaust is imminent
Just Another Random Guy


EDIT- sorry people, but there was no internet in the forest thus I couldn't post it until today!

Deserved Cookies

So guys
I'M BACK- B)
Merry christmas, dear fellows! I know I'm late but times are getting harder you know.

So I found out people read my blog. WOW!
As you know, unit 731, my story was actually selected for the school(that's kinda good) and won a certificate-
of participation- :D
But this blog post today is for something today. Every once in a while every one deserves a cookie. When I made a video on urban biodiversity, I thought my vid was pretty bad and didn't advertise it as much. But now I know whatever I do, I'm doing it for myself( and the lovely audience) so I don't give two shits on crickets  critics BLEEP*
today I encountered another such person-

Not gonna take names but, the story was awesome( her's, that is) I mean I feel like Barack Obama-

So people deserve cookies. That's what I've been trying to say. Cookies are the reason everyone isn't a nihilist like me. So get the job done- and remember : don't give a shit bout what others say because you're doing it for yourself, *bleep* the world.
So yours deservingly
Just Another Random Cookie Guy

My stories

So guys, my hindi exam just ended, and i'm going to write another blog post before getting free on 19th again.

Today,I am happy like hell.

I found an old story I had being trying to recover for years(2 to be exact) and am going to make it available to our lovely audience.

Unit 731

Based on the expirements by the japanese, this is a perfect example of when a 11 year old( what I was at the time) writes a story for his school about a journey through Israel to the Isles of Man, all while battling mutated vegetation and shit.

Look out for that solar flare coming to hit us!

Yours happily/nihillically/idontknowhatically

Just Another Random Guy

Am I stuck with them, or are they stuck with me?

Day 2- Am I stuck with them, or are they stuck with me?

the second day in the horrific but fun Udaipur and Mt.Abu trip,in which our hero Patrick Daitya is stuck with not exactly the best roommates. Will he survive? Of course not.

So,guys! I might not blog as frequently now but the cycle tests are coming, and when they leave they'll have blood on their hands( not mine.....I hope) So Day 2 of the infamous Udaipur trip....comin' right at ya!

8 A.M.

Reach a quite rundown hotel, A.K.A. the Alka hotel. And the room.... where do I begin.Stuck with the wanted prankster Shawrya Mehra, a cynical Jeet, Shuchismit(probably the only sane person) who turns into a very bad for health storyteller at night, I couldn't be better off. Go into my room and try to figure out what just happened.

9 A.M.

Called for breakfast. I somehow compose myself, take the keys and go. The food isn't exactly worth it. Once we get back Shawrya keeps complaining and we notice a nest just outside the bathrooms.No water.

10 A.M.

Go for Haldighati museum and get droned about a damn tall guy( Maharana Pratap). This guy was 7 freakin' feat! I could pass between his legs( I'm 4"7). His horse, Chetak, used a trunk mask to look like a baby elephant so elephants wouldn't hurt him. Like anybody fell for that trick. We see a short film( 7 min) and haldighati model. Apparently so much blood was spilled the soil turned reddish yellow( thus haldi) It was a mountain pass (thus ghati).

1 P.M.

Lunch and back. I feel bored with these bunch of people. That's it, I shift the first chance I get.

3 P.M.

Play Uno and wrestle. Go to other rooms and ye gods, they are so much better than ours

6 P.M.

Are called mysteriously by the teachers for some assignment. Teachers, you ashame me. Putting us to work at a school vacation! Preposterous!(whatever that means)

9 P.M.

I go to sleep.
So guys! Finished day 2 and..... 

I don't feel like covering the entire trip so the next 3 days come in a type of summary.Why, you ask? Well, first of all I'm not able to tell you about the other important stuff, and it's getting harder to remember every single detail( I have some condition) and who cares, we all gonna die! Allright, you can object and I shall see.

Signing off, let's hope a hurricane comes our way!
Yours nihillically
Just Another Random Guy 

And we set off

And we set off....

So, hows it going people? I just returned from an awesome school trip to Udaipur and Mt. Abu, had some great time with my (so called) friends and da hell, watched Vh1 Ialmost every other second. So I'll upload every day.For today you all get day 1 and I go back to black flag on ma ps3

Day 1 - Mayhem Till Da A.M.

So I waved my parents outside the comesum restaurant and started off on my 3rd school trip. Loaded my stuff and set myself for the journey, seat 50

8 P.M.

I open my bingo packet and share it around the crazy sixties( from sixth grade) and Aryaman A.K.A. mister funnyguy. Played Uno and tried writing Mario vs Wolverine

10 P.M.

Dinner gets served and I have it with Praneel (the not crazy sixty) and Jeet. Praneel spills some on jeet's bunk and we clean it.

11 P.M.

We do crazy things like draw on faces, climb from bunk to bunk and hide from the teachers- later I get bored and go to sleep. Nineties move in and I shift my bunk to the window seat. Sleep again

1 A.M.

Raghav wakes me up with an awkward kuchi-kuchi-koo! As I'm bored I keep kicking  jeets bunk and the insane nineties talk about jeet shining and all. Kept singing till 5

5 A.M.

Kamna ma'am alerts us about the train arriving and we set off to udaipur

So that's it for day 1 and I hope you enjoyed it.Let's hope the aliens kill us.
Your's nihillicaly
Just Another Random Guy

Just Another Random Guy

Just Another Random Guy

Sweet,huh? So if you read my blog you're in for a dose of stupidity by dummies every someday(What, school's tough to handle).So I have officially warned you to go read something else. Even read cookery blogs, I don't care. Just don't expect, cause I do have low expectations.
Okay,so I'll upload like a profile of myself sometime soon, but beware, run away while you still can.
If you're still persistent you can go check out my stupid youtube channel:
Just Another Random Guy

So, be random, and don't forget to wish that the world ends!
Your's nihilically,
Just Another Random Guy