To Do list.

Had fun today composing a To do list. Where? At the electronics store, on their brand new iPad on display. xD I probably made some poor bored blokes day. thought i d post it here.. Whatever I remember that is. Probably add some more.
This was WAY more fun than it should have been.

1.Make To Do list
2.Draft Letter to Hogwarts
3.Survive the Hunger Games
4.Kidnap Emma Watson
5.Dig To China
6.Tell kids the truth about Santa
7.Laugh manically while they cry.
8.Visit the Cat in the Hat and speak in Rhyme
9.Go to Madagascar and tell King Julien that you're "physically fit"
10.Stand outside random phone booth telling people "I m the Doctor"
11.Attend Simba's presentation.
12.Steal Nadal's Underwear and buy him good ones.
13.Tell McDonald's That you're Hating It.
14.Compliment Hitler on his moustache.
15.Ask Tarzan where he goes shopping.
16.Borrow Poseidon's trident to pick your teeth
17. Talk a whole day in a British Accent.
18.Blow a raspberry every time your teacher speaks.
19.Search for Nargles.
20.Throw a grenade at Bruno Mars
21.Set Fire to the Rain
22.Use Wolverine's claws to roast marshmallows.
23.Buy Socks
24.Learn Dancing from fireflies
25.Hug Lord Voldything
26. Hang up paintings. Use Thor's hammer to put the nails.
27.Teach Stephanie Mayer the difference between a werewolf and an animagus
28. Turn to page 394
29.Like Yoda I must talk
30. Ask Rebecca Black what day it is.
31. Learn the Moves like Jagger Whistle.
32. Hide in a closet for days and when asked where i was, answer: "Narnia beckons".
33.Turn Up the Music till the speakers blow.
34.Twirl on a random hill singing, "the hills are alive with the  Sound of Music"
35.Test Unbreakable Crockery.
36.Hand out free ice cream
37. Steal Captain Jack Sparrow's hat.
38.Find Nemo.
39.Train a Dragon
40.Make people laugh with this list. :D

Damn have a lot of stuff to do. xD

Love before marriage.. a crime?

Its time to get serious.
One problem with me is.. I am way too opinionated for my own good. I need to express my views on anything and everything. So here's today's view..

I was watching todays episode of Satyamev Jayate hosted by the ever illustrious Aamir Khan.
It was about marriage and how couples in love just face a lot of problems from society.
Indian society is screwed up. That is a fact. We are all so worried about what the neighbour would say to realise that we are eating away at our own happiness.
Ours is a society that shuns young love but will watch lusty Bollywood movies with wide eyes and drooling mouths. Hypocritical.
Is love bad? Why does society treat it as a crime?
People cant conveniently fall in love with a person from the same caste and religion. Love knows no boundaries. Disney has been emphasising this point from 1937. If a mermaid can fall in love with a human, anythings possible.
So what if shes poor? So what if hes not from the same religion? So what if shes older? the family is not accepting it? Is the family gonna live with the couple? How do you know that the person you choose would be a good person?
I do agree that eloping is never the option. You cant snub your parents who have loved you from day one for a person who has newly arrived into your life. Parents love you and want the best for you.  but a little discussion would help.

But it does not give one a right to punish the couple in question. Much less to murder them brutally. Indian law clearly states that two adults in mutual agreement can marry.
And yet we see child marriage accepted by society.
Is tradition separate from the Law? Do you disregard the law to maintain tradition? Has it ever occurred to you that tradition could be wrong and that to progress, changing it could be the only option?

I never understood the idea of arranged marriage. Does it make sense to marry and live your life with a man whom you cannot trust since you ve met him for the first time, rather than a man you have known, loved and trusted for years? But arranged marriages are accepted by society. and expected.
Sometimes an unaccepted marriage is the most prosperous. And the guy you thought was a perfect choice for your daughter could turn out to be a real douchebag.

Its sick. Not all love is sex-lust. Why is that the first thought in your head?
Broaden your minds people. The new generation seems to be more mature than you are.

Rant over.

A day in the Dentist Office

People get so nervous going to the dentist... I on the other hand was fascinated by the whole venture . Of course, if the dentist had greeted me with a humongous needle, it would have been a different story..

The whole time I was thinking about how terrible a dentist's job must be, staring into mouths, saliva flowing everywhere, not to mention the hideous bad breath the patients must have..... then again , its better than most. (one example would be a gynecologist)
I felt like Mr.Bean the whole time. Specially when she was cleaning my teeth, the weird vaccum cleaner thingamajig whose high pitched whirring noise got on my nerves. The polishing device sounded like she was taking a really tiny drill to my mouth and I was imagining hoover polishing onto the enamel so clean that she could check her reflection on it.

I suddenly started to imagine what it ll be like to be a celebrity's dentist, and to catch them in their most unflattering of positions. Imagine Shah Rukh Khan or Aishwarya Rai, Hugh Jackman or Anne Hathaway with their mouths wide open, lips flapping in the most ridiculous manner. I wonder if their dentists feel a certain position of power and how much they are paid to not click a picture at once and send it to the ravenous paparazzi waiting outside.

Yes. I am bored. But boredom makes people do wondrous things does it not?
Or is that desperation? 

Parody- Board at ICSK

Here is a parody of "Party in the USA"-Miley Cyrus I did during our 10th grade boards... over 2 years ago. Thought 'd Post it here to roll in the nostalgia :D

1.I jumped off the bus at carmel school, My nightmare coming true...
"Welcome to the land of Board excess."
I m not gonna do well.

Jumped off the bus, here I am for the First(Second?) Time
Looked to my right and I see the Hall ticket sign.
This is all so crazyyyy, Everyone seems so nerdy.
My tummys turning and I m feeling kinda Boardsick,
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.
The bus guys puts on the RADIO
And Suzaas song is heard (3)

CHORUS: So I put my hands up, turned the radio off, the butterflies flit around.
Nodding my head like this, probing my brain like this.
I put my hands up, take the paper, nothings gonna be ok.
Yeah yeah yeah... Board for ICSK.

2. Sat in the hall with my paper,
Everybody's looking at me now...
Like who's that chick who's writing lots,
Gotta be from nerdy town.

So hard, with the nuns all around me
Tis definitely not a postboard party.
Coz all I see are questions,
Did I really have my breakfast?

My tummys turning and I m feeling kinda Boardsick,
Too much pressure and I'm nervous.But when I write my Answer sheet!
The answers were all on..(3)

CHORUS: So I put my hands up, Asked for extra sheet, the butterflies never leave
Nodding my head like this, moving my pen like this.
I put my hands up ask for thread, I guess everythings ok,
Yeah yeah yeah... Board for ICSK.


3.All the papers on the floor.. (on the floor)
Missing my own school tonight.
Something stops me everytime.
The teacher takes my paper and I ll be alright.


CHORUS: So I put my hands up, ask for thread, the butterflies fly away.
Nodding my head like this, tying my sheet like this
I put my hands up,give the sheet away, I hope Im gonna be away.
Yeah yeah yeah... Board for ICSK.


I put my hands up, give my sheet away, 
The butterflies fly away.
Nodding my head like this, moving my hips again.
I put my hands up, the Boards are done, I know i'm gonna be ok.
Yeah yeah yeah
Now THERES A PARTY AT ICSK!

Goodbye just to return.

Sigh.
Its been a long month.
I ve had to say goodbye. Goodbyes suck. I havent cried enough,
Isnt it funny how friendships work?
There are some people whom you take years to get used to. There are also some people you can call best friends after a week of knowing them.
Best week of my life. Just saying.
I have left my home for good. And not a day goes b that I dont miss every particle of dust on that place I call home. I miss everything. My friends. My own bed.My friends. My schoolll (not) . My spiritual place.  My friend. BEACHES. The Laban. The Water. The weather.
The Dust. the malls. The movies. My friends. Freaking Arabic Food.
My Happy Place. My Home.
I miss you Kuwait. 

Numbness

I went back to school on Monday.
It was like walking into an alien land. No feelings. I was separate, and they were separate. No sentiments.
They wouldn't let us meet the teachers. Instead of getting respect as an alumnus meeting my old teachers with the dignity of one, I was reduced to sneaking around in my own school, very much like the days I bunked all those classes.
That final act severed all ties I had to the school I attended for over 7 years.  I entered the auditorium where I shared soo many memories of 6 years of TT training, Pantomime practice and Games periods. I felt nothing. Nada. Zip. This numbness I hope would diminish as I realise I 'm never going back.
I miss the people. But not the school/
 But as of now, I dont care.
I am Numb. Painless.

FrEeDoM!!

Ah At Last :)

Freedom is here. The feeling of relief just transcends all emotion. Funnily enough, however, I have had absolutely no inspiration since the Boards got over- but a lot of fun outings. Made friends, went crazy, ate more ice-cream than I care to admit. And it's not even been a week.
Tried to catch up on some reading. Reading the Hunger Games right now, and I have to finish it before tomorrow for the simple reason that I m watching the movie tomorrow with a big gang of friends :).
It shouldn't be too difficult. I ve finished Harry Potter in a day. This book has half that many pages.

 I like this book, but it has a few glitches. Not revealing them yet because I havent completely finished it. It dosent contain the genius of a few other authors perhaps, but the idea is brilliant. Extremely original.
This is my first post after the boards, but maaarrrkkkk myyy worrdss *dramatic voice with finger in the air*
It wont be my last.
Godd night.
May the odds be forever in your favor.

Diary of a Dark Lord- Part 1

A side of Lord Voldemort you've never seen before! Take a sneek peek into this never- before published Diary! Finally we reveal the person behind the Lack of Nose!
As you all know Voldemort (sorry- He-Who-Must-Be-Named), loved to keep a diary even in his school days.  Even though he seriously mishandled it- I think putting a part of your soul in it would count as maltreatment?- It was one of his most priced possessions. Even after he left school, and throughout his years in hiding he continued to keep a journal even though he basically had no hand to write with. So turn the page, and prepare to be amazed!.....

This Part focuses on Voldemorts school years, the time when he was a well behaved school boy with the charisma to charm even a Blast Ended Skrewt. It stops after his Downfall.
This is the First Rising of the Dark Lord.


 The Diary of Tom Marvolo Riddle /

12th May 1943
Dear Clarence,
I have found it! I have finally found the Chamber of Secrets! I almost got caught finding it though. It is in a girl's bathroom!
The Basilisk is beautiful.
I can now finish  Salazar Slytherin's noble work!
I am going to be very busy ...

Tom 

13th June 1943
Dear Clarence,
 It all wen quite wrong.. I thought killing Mudbloods would solve everything...  but this plan has backfired on me. They are planning to close Hogwarts! I don't have a home to go to. I can't return to that bloody orphanage can I? I must do something.... I know! That brainless oaf Hagrid has an Acromantula in the school.. Iwill frame him for the murder! It might save me in the process. Heehheheheehe ..Evil! I ought to go now. I think they are moving the dead  girl from the bathroom.. I haven't visited my Basilisk at all today. I must carry out my plan as well. Wish me luck!
Tom
Ps- Plan carried out! Hagrid expelled. I acquired a medal for services to the school. I am a rather happy evil boy now.

23rd June 1943
Dear Clarence,
I have had to close the Chamber of Secrets. Dumbledore has been keeping an annoyingly close watch on me ever since I framed Hagrid for the murder. Its not safe for me to open the Chamber again while I am still at school.
I have had this .. obsession. I have realised how much I want to be immortal. Death is so uncertain, so frightening.. why would one need to die at all? I have been doing research about it.. and I found a term I didn't quite understand. Horcruxes.  It says something about placing your soul in an object. But I am not sure. I must speak to Professor Slughorn about it when school begins again.
Meanwhile I have been bursting to tell you about something. I 've been trying to find out about my family.. I have made a breakthrough as far as my mother is concerned  from the orphanage. I need to find out more.
....Later.....
Fury. I have never been this angry before, Clarence. I breathe heavily as I write. I hate that filthy muggle who left my mother on the streets. My witch mother who couldnt survive for me.  Yes my father was a muggle.  Filthy blood ran through his veins. I am going to kill him.
 I will kill them all.
Tom


13th September 1943
Dear Clarence,
I found out about Horcruxes. I have already created one. You Clarence. I will have to use another Diary now.
I am going to use the ring as a Horcrux as well. I want to find priceless items as my Horcruxes. I deserve nothing less!
I have also shed my Filthy Muggle Father's Name. I have fashioned myself a new name, a name I know that wizards everywhere will fear to speak when I become the Greatest Sorceror in the World! I will  rule the world Clarence! And rule it I will with and Iron Wand,no less.
I have experimented with a few names, and I have realised  that I am a genius! Obviously.
Watch this:
            TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE= I AM LORD VOLDEMORT
That is my new name. I will make sure people wont forget it.
I will rule. I will hurt people who snub me.
I feel the Power.
Voldy


20th June 1957
Dear Clarence,
My hunt for priceless artefacts has lead me to believe that the Sword of Gryffindor is still at Hogwarts.
I think I will apply again  for the post of Defence Against the Dark Arts, yes?
I already have the diadem of Raveclaw. Charmed the location out of the Grey Lady didnt I? I also have what is rightfully mine.Slytherin's locket which my mother sold for a meagre 10 Galleons to Borgin and Burkes. I also obtained the cup of Hufflepuff from a certain Hepzibah Smith.Ugh. I am quite glad I killed her.

 That is where I have been all these years. Searching.  I have begun using my new name openly. I have killed many people. They have all deserved it.
I have a lot of work to do now. Have to hide the Diadem at Hogwarts. I know a place. I am confident no one else knows about it. No one has explored to school as much as I have. Hogwarts was my home first and no one elses.
I may not write for a while. Too busy becoming The Dark Lord of the Universe. Recruiting my followers. Death Eaters I call them. Though why they wish to join when I hold all the power is beyond my comprehension. I will use them though. Very well. They are but pawns for my existance.
See you Clarence. Dont miss me too much.
Voldy



Let us now Skip to the 1980s, just before his Downfall.  He has a large army of Death Eaters, those mentioned here are Rudolphous and Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy.

30th August 1980
Dear Clarence,
  Its been so long since I wrote last! I ve been very busy. I've acquired a few new recruits, and one of them is Severus Snape. Talented boy, albeit greasy and having a very large nose. Not as good as mine though. I told him to do a little snooping around as I went on my usual rampaging , killing people who annoy me. Lucius, of course, slick long haired git as he is, is still proving useful.

later....

Clarence! Snape has just brought me ... how do I put it?.. Interesting  news. I just found a subject for a seventh Horcrux.. HEhehehehehe *maniacal laugh*.
I'll kill that child who is supposed to bring my downfall.... I'll show the world that Lord Voldemort is invulnerable, invincible and immortal!! oohh... alliteration!
See you later

Voldy

PS- Bellatrix is acting rather strange with me.. she is always swooning over me and she  follows me everywhere.... I  have to ask Rudolphous if she is on medication...


31st October 1981
Dear Clarence,
Pain...Excruciating Pain...Its not comprendable. I dont know what happened. I have no body and am currently dictating to a quill.  Pain like none ever experienced. When I made my Horcruxes I didnt think about what would happen if I actually tried to die. I thought I would just reserruct. Hmm... didnt think that one through did I? I could have been Invicible! I could have ruled the world!
Aaaaa.. This pain. My followers have left me., When I return they will all pay.
I will come back to be everybody;s favorite tyrant again.
Lord Voldemort will return. Very much alive.

I could have gotten way with it too if it wasnt for that meddling kid.. and his filthy muggle mother.

Voldy


Wait for the next part to learn more about this Enigmatic Dark Lord!!

Two weeks

Two weeks of torture done.. two weeks of torture left..
My brain's numb. Frozen.. protesting so vehemently it seems it might just murder me in my sleep.
I m getting nightmares too.
Why are the Boards always so long? Well i survived this much.. I guess I can survive the rest.
I WILL SURVIVE!!!
Lol jk. Im Gonna Die.
I have a big rant going about my Physics paper.. but too lazy to write it.. So long story short, the sadists they cal the Examinations Board decided to put all the unimportant questions in the paper us  to mock the 12months of blood sweat and tears we put into our work. in short.. @$#%$^%&^&$$^#%$Q@!!!
Thank You
I will go and curl up in in a fetal position and die now :)
I hope the rest of you are having fun.. -.-

The Birth of Albus Severus

This is a fanfiction short story which i wrote recently.. I decided to focus more on the emotional aspect of Harry's life here rather than the magical aspect of it. Not very imaginative, but its a start.

"Harry!"

"Harry!"

Harry Potter didn't even stir. He had not gotten any sleep the past few days, thanks to the false alarms and James crying, and he was well and truly out.

"HARRY!" There was a bang, and Harry woke up with a start to find himself on the floor.  Disentangling himself from his blankets, he saw his wife Ginny standing over him, holding her protruding belly and her wand. 

The look on her face said it all. 

"Its time.” she said.

Harry had been planning this moment for a while now, but he felt unprepared. He had been a nervous wreck when James was born; he felt no different now. 

He got up in a flash. Without a word, he raised his wand, and two silvery stags shot from it, one headed two blocks away, the other in the direction of The Burrow. 

The bang had woken up one year old James, who was screaming from his cot in the corner. Harry went over and scooped him in his arms, just to keep himself occupied; he was closed to hyperventilating. 

"Are you ok?"He asked Ginny, who was sweating profusely, although the night was cold. 

"Do I look ok?"She asked fiercely, now flopping herself onto the bed

Before Harry could reply, there were two loud almost simultaneous cracks downstairs. Casting a worried look at his wife, he hurried downstairs with James in his arms. Waiting for him in the sitting room were four people: His best friend and brother-in-law, Ron Weasley and his wife Hermione, and his in-laws, Molly and Arthur Weasley. 

"How is she?” asked Mrs.Weasley, removing her coat and folding up her sleeves in a rush. Not bothering for an answer she thrust the coat into her husband’s hands and rushed upstairs. They could hear Ginny screaming, as the blob of life within her struggled to get out.

"I'd better go help.” said Hermione, who was holding her 2-month old daughter, Rose. Harry noticed that her size had come back to normal, but he also saw dark circles around her eyes. Apparently, Rose Weasley was a tough customer.  She handed Rose to Ron, and she too, rushed upstairs.

Arthur, who was now almost bald, removed his horn rimmed glasses and polished them on his robes. "I think this will take a while,” he said." Ginny's own birth took 24 hours."

Harry and Ron laughed. Harry was restless. His wife was screaming her lungs out upstairs, and he couldn't go to her. He knew Molly had it under control, but that didn't stop the tiny thread of fear creeping up his spine. He got up and walked around, James asleep on his shoulder. "Don't worry mate,” Ron patted him on the back. “Everything will be fine". 

It was 3 am. It was a dark autumn morning, and all was quiet in the Potter house. Rose was asleep on her grandfather’s lap, and Harry and Ron were talking, cradling Firewhiskey to keep themselves awake. Harry was still anxious. Ron was talking about the time he found a humongous gnome in his garden, and it had chased Crookshanks( who is really getting to be an old cat) into a hole and it took them two hours to get him out. Harry wasn't even listening. He was distracted by Ginny's screaming and the pitter- patter of raindrops on the roof. 

"Harry are you  listening?"

There was a whimper. James had woken up again. He rubbed his brown eyes, and looked up at his father, face twisted into a frown. He was going to cry. Ron acted quickly. He scooped up James and sat down, making puffs of coloured smoke erupt from his wand for the baby's amusement. Harry was forcibly reminded of his own father, the baby's namesake, doing the same thing for him, before he was killed.

Three hours of screaming later, just as the first rays of the sun were peeping over the horizon,and when Harry was at the brink of a nervous breakdown, Hermione appeared. Her hair was messier than useful, and she was sweating. Harry stood up, desperate for news. 

"What’s taking so long?"

Hermione looked worried. “Harry, the baby is breached"

"Huh?" said Ron and Harry together. Hermione looked so exasperated at their ignorance, it reminded Harry of their childhood. 

"The baby is supposed to come out head first, but it isn’t. It could suffocate."

Harry felt his heart drop into his stomach. He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. 

"Its ok,"said Hermione quickly, "It might just take a while longer. We are trying to get it out as soon as possible." With that, she accepted a glass of water from Ron, turned her heel, and went upstairs again.  Harry sat down shakily. 

The screaming was louder now. Just as it reached the pinnacle in terms of decibels, a new sound was heard, the most beautiful sound that Harry had ever heard. The sound of a child crying. 

"Harry, do you want to meet your son?" 

Hermione was back, grinning broadly, a tiny bundle of blankets in her arms. She moved closer so that Harry could see. Lying there, in the midst of the mass of blankets, was a small face and a head full of jet black hair. Even in his tired state, Harry couldn't help but smile, because the hair stuck up from the back just as his did. 

"How's Ginny?"

"She’s fine, she did great, Molly is attending to her now.” said Hermione as she eased the bundle into his arms. 

The baby was only as long as his forearm. Harry drew him close, tracing the baby’s face with his finger, from every strand of hair, to each perfect, tiny fingernail. The baby's pink skin glowed even in the low light, and his soft rhythmic breathing was like music to Harry's ears. A tear fell from Harry's eye and dropped gently onto the baby's button nose. He stirred, and opened his eyes.

Harry gasped. He couldn't help it.

Staring back at him with curiosity, were big, almond shaped green eyes. His eyes. Lily's eyes.

His son had his grandmothers eyes, those eyes which drew even Severus Snape into their midst.

"He's perfect” breathed Harry tears flowing down his cheeks. "You are perfect, son” he said, addressing the baby.

 “Perfect little Albus Severus Potter.”

COUNTDOWN

and so the countdown begins..tick tock tick tock...
here come my board exams... sigh
i wonder, we have been working our butt off the whole entire year just to get the honour(??) of sitting our boards... will our lives become meaningless and obsolete when they are over?
HELL NO. THATS WHEN THE REAL FUN BEGINS!! :D
MARCH 26 Y U NO COME FAST ENOUGH??
ugh. brain hurts from the bad grammar :P
hope you guys are having fun. just you wait. turn around and i might be standing there with a jackhammer
just you wait.

New Year? Oops!

Its 2012 People!
Wow i ve been so busy. So belated New Year wishes to you!
No resolutions this year though. Everyday is a new day and a new year, so try to improve yourself at every opportunity you get.
Hey, I said "You" not "I" . So listen to me for once.
I on the other hand will continue to be the immature misfit who underperforms in Physics and Math.
I think i should seriously sit down and do some Calculus.
Sometimes I wish I was born with a Calculus brain. But my brain is filled with colours and cartoons,  I have a life thank you very much.

The world had better not end this year. I want to complete college. I am not working my butt off to end up in college for a couple of months.
So There. 

Its Christmas!

Hey everyone! its Christmas!
I am way more excited than i should be, given that i dont even celebrate it... but i have tried out a few new things this year... for example, yesterday i was invited by my friend to hear her church choir in a big programme.. It was nothing less than a revelation.
AS soon as I entered the commencing prayer was said.. it was in Malayalam, and my other hindu friend and I were astonished as to how close it sounded to a priest chanting in sanskrit in a hindu temple...
The hymns gave me chills... almost literally.. the harmony and the chorus really did send shivers down many spines, and i truly enjoyed the whole experience!

I have this belief that one must , atleast for a month, practise all the other religions but his own, and one would realise how similar all the religions are, and also learn to accept all the differences too.
I sooo wanna try Buddhism :D not that i dont like my ownn.. I am just curious about the others , thats all.
I have always had this ... umm.. craving shall we say? to visit all the different House of God for every religion.. so far, despite living in an Islamic country, I haven visited a mosque.. unless you count the Jama Masjid, but that dosent count since i didnt actually go inside, i just saw the courtyard :P
so.. I ve been to temples (many) , a couple of churches, though not during service, and yah,.. thats it.. not even a chinese temple, though i am DYING to go into one... well i need to patient dont I?

So anyway, Heres wishing all my readers (if there are any ) a very MERRY CHRISTMAS !
My new year post is a -fast approaching...
I hope you did something useful this year, coz i certainly havent.. apart from seeing my Most FAVORITE SPortsperson in flesh and blood in front of me.. (refer to Dubai post, somewhere in March)
Yah thats about it. This year has been quite frustrating to put it plainly.
More later
Love y'all (if y'all even exist)

I love Winter

ahh..winter.... i love the cold! I love the foggy breath, the cuddling into as many blankets as possible, the laziness in the mornings, THE HOT CHOCOLATE!
Although it dosent snow here, winters are still awesome! :D

Oh today is the wintefr solstice! The gods are gathering for their semi-annual meeting at olympus, dark magic is at its strongest, and Ancient monsters are stirring.... SO Happy Solstice everyone! I hope you lot have done something useful on the shortest day of the year! 

Jabberwocky

This is my favorite poem.. the only one which I bothered to memorize completely.
Why? Well, there are a number of reasons for that!
Firstly, it makes no sense, it is covered with nonsensical terms which have no inner meaning whatsoever, and yet this amazing poem is known worldwide.
Secondly, it describes the triumph of good over evil, I know that there are many such pieces, but this one combines my favorite things when related to fighting evil- A monster, and a magical sword :)
Thirdly, but most importantly, this poem made an imprint on the world of literature. Not only is it a  part of one of the most famous books in history, it also lead to the coining of many new words which ended up in the Oxford Dictionary!
I want to be able to do that. To make my mark on this world, to leave behind a legacy which people would cherish. I want to change somehting in this world, however small. I want to be remembered, to carve my niche on this Earth. That is my dream. To Be Unique.

Below is the entire poem completely memorised and written by me.

JABBERWOCKY

T'was Brillig and the slithy toves,

 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe

 All mimsy were the borogroves                                                              

And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the Jabberwock my son!

Of jaws that bite, and claws that snatch!

Beware the JubJub Bird, and shun

The frumious bandersnatch!

He took his vorpal sword in hand

Long time the manxome foe he sought

so rested he by the TumTum tree,

and stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood

The Jabberwock with eyes of flame,

Came whiffling through the tulgey wood

And burbled as it came!

One ,Two, One Two, and through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, and with its head

He went galumphing back.

And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?

Come to my arms my beamish boy!

O frabjous day! Calooh Callay!

He chortled in his joy.

T'was Brillig and the slithy toves,
 Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
 All mimsy were the borogroves
And the mome raths outgrabe.