PRESS ISSUE ONE THURSDAY, 21ST NOVEMBER, 2013

‘Inspire more, dream ahead, learnhumility, and be the change that you

perceive.’Rise and shine delegates! It’s time for you to

shine, for you to break the shackles of

inhibition, for you to make new friends and to

create memories for the upcoming years.

When you walk in to your committees today,

bring out your latent confidence to make the

committee’s ambience better than you predict

to be. No one can be better than you. And

with all the smartness and the power restored,

it’s time to embrace the sensation and create a

sensational MUN. Not only should your dresses

and suits be perfectly ready to project you as

the ultimate ‘professional’ but your speech

and debate should bring you out as the

‘passionate one’. We also try to make your

MUNning experience more interesting and

humorous than any of you will experience.

Imagine every committee session to be the last

chance to help change the world. If we want a

Sharika Jain

The Press Director Speaks

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Sharika Jain

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THE PRESSbetter world for ourselves, no one will come. If

we want a better world for ourselves, no one

will come gift it, we have to be strong and

capable enough to make the world run our

way from the scratch. Take the responsibility,

first as an individual then as a delegate of the

nation, when you achieve the two, add all to

make the change the world needs.

The MUNugget, like the name suggests is

something you’d want to sit back and read

after the MUN’s long over. We as the press

directors will be everywhere keeping an eye

on you all. If we aren’t, our spies will be

omnipresent. Sparkle, shine and dazzle this

MUN like your brand new attire and

personality.

This first issue is just the beginning; in store we

have a spectacular insight on each of your

secretariat members.

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All of us are unique in our own ways; the

NMMUN Press Corps does not intend to

hurt any delegates and secretariat

members’ feelings.

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● Meet and Greet the

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MEET THESECRETARIAT

From Left to Right: Bibudh Rajput, Kirtikar Sukul, Harshit Sharma, Mridul Sogani, Jaisena Rathore,Divya Sethi, Sheetabh Bhargava, Saumya Sharma,Parakh Shahal, Prakhar Agrawal, Ria Golecha,Chiraag Bhawnani, Mehul Gupta, Riya Verma, Parth Seth, Pranav Nagar, Yatharth Jain,Avani Khandelwal, Dushyant S. Gupta, Yash Agarwal, Shishir Singhal, Saisha Singh, Vrinda Sharma,Kajal Agarwal, Anuj Rara, Kanishk Godha, Keshav Khanna, Urvashi Mishra, Sharika Jain,Aryaan Z. Khan, Mihir Jain

Secretary General,NMMUN 2013

“SECGEN JI”

MIHIR JAINSECRETARY GENERAL

�He is humble guy, but he stresses

out on small issues

�Authoritative

�Without fighting with him, my day

doesn’t end.

�Too bossy and does not work

�Fights unnecessarily

� Irritating and Annoying

�Gossipy..

This stuff is all in good humour. But

please stop pissing us off!

COMMENTS BYSECRETARIAT About

HIM

Hey, guys and gals reading this. Guesswhere we have been lately? Umm… it’snot that hard. Wait, what do I hear- Yes!Las Vegas baby. Well, contrary to whatwe had expected, this trip was not thatfun as style statement and posing for thepaparazzi. Now, to all those out therewho did not understand who I am talkingabout, don’t panic. Although many mightbe stunned by the fact that thispersonality, who is a creation of ourschool, is quite famous and well knownamong the members of the higher circlesin USA. Now, how is it possible that aperson who is barely known by a quarterof students in NMS is making wavesseven seas across? Yes, the flamboyantMihir Jain is being discussed here. OurSec Gen of MUN leaves no chances to gethimself discern. As rich as he already is, itshould not come as a shocker that wehad our business class tickets alreadypaid for. Guess money does buyhappiness after all. And while we are onthe issue of talking about money, let metell you he did not miss even a scrape ofchance to flaunt his Gucci belt. That’sright; it’s just a belt with Gucci writtenover it. But this does not deter our richbrat from wearing it almost anywhere. Ifthe word of our photographer is to betrusted he even wears the belt whilebathing. Nothing new here. This trip toVegas was in his words “The best he hastaken in his entire life”. And we aredescribing how. The Limousine that waswaiting at the airport should have beenour first guess as to how this trip wasgoing to turn out. Our second guessshould have been when we reachedCaesar’s. This is what lifestyle should be.As soon as we entered the building, itwas all awe and astonishment for thecommon us. I mean it’s not every daythat you go on a trip to Vegas and get tostay there (that too on the house).Anyway, we had been allotted rooms atthe bigger wheels and were in the socalled presidential suite. Nice move,smarty pants. Well, this failed plot did not

stop him from enjoying the rest of thenight which was still to come. Loadedwith a bucket load of cash, he enteredthe casino with swag that according tohim only he is allowed to carry. Wellsaid, sane people don’t need swags,they have brains. Jokes apart, hetraded the undisclosed amount forequivalent chips and started somereal fun. I mean it’s only when youhave that much money to spend canyou really afford to lose it all and stillnot become poignant. Supposedly, helearnt counting cards back home andtried using his skills, but guess what-HE LOST!! Even such sorrow did notdaunt him from partying more. Kudosto this guy for still having, accordingto himself, his “Pehchaan”. Whatever!But I would like to mention that howso ever he may be; he acts as aMENTOR for the VC of HRC and is aninspiration for his hard work,commitment and dedication. Though,my sincere advice to you all would bethat never ever argue with himbecause arguing with him is like goinghead to head with an angry bull, hewill crush you with his debatingdexterity. “Sec. Gen. ji”, as referred toby our Press Director, is aheartwarming and one of the mostbuoyant person you’ll ever want to bearound but don’t piss him off becausehis bad side is really conceited. Don’tscare away, delegates because hedoes not ever forget to earnestly doall the assignments given to him anddoes only what is right (obviouslyaccording to him), unafraid of theconsequences. Our SecretaryGeneral’s hush-hush aspiration is tobe a politician because he wants tomark his stamp over the country’swelfare and evolution. If you share hisviews, you’re undisputedly going toend up in his good books. One morething you should keep in mind, don’tdare criticize ‘KRRISH 3’ or

‘HANGOVER 3’, as he isam intransigent fan of ‘Hritik Roshan’and ‘Bradley Cooper’. This boy hasreally worked hard for the MUN and ifyou are lucky enough to get splatteredby his ingenuity, it’ll make your day.

ARYAN Z. KHANDEPUTY SEC. GEN.

Sharika JAINDEPUTY SEC. GEN.

“Loses her nerves!” “Is hysterical!” “Pushes herpanic buttons!” “Lives in her own fantasy world!”“Convulsive and uproarious!” “Japanese gudiya!”These are some of the terms used by her fellowmates to construe our Press Director. Some evenwent on to say, “She’s a total dramebaaz!”Expecting a maddened, berserk and worked upteenage girl, I stepped into the Jain Manor.I saw her bushy hair first, then her Japanese faceand then the rest of her came into being. She was,as expected, in a frenzied state, running hitherthither, trying to control & manage everything! Shesaw me, halted for a second, as if trying to put apurpose to my face, then remembering ourappointment, came rushing towards me.Apologizing, she welcomed me into her living room.It was grandiose and so pink. “Darling! I am so

sorry. I completely forgot about you in this ruckus.” That’s how sheaddressed a person she had never set eyes upon. I had been warnedabout her obsession with the word “Darling” and now I experienced itfirst-hand. Oh, and another OCD. The specs on her nose, the case of thespecs on the table, the folder in her hands, the bag on the couch, thepencil tucked behind her ear, the slippers she wore, and the hoopearrings that hung from her ears; everything was PINK.The rest of the interview is a hazy blur. I remember her offering me astrawberry shake. I remember her calling me Darling a dozen times. ButI also remember her being ardent, congenial, enthralling and overlyaffectionate! Being in some stranger’s house, you can feel terriblyisolated. But with her around, you will never feel less than loved andappreciated. This Press Director may bark orders and may work forexceedingly long hours but she knows how to get her work donebefittingly. One of the most responsible, ingenious and dexterousSecretariat member I have been fortunate enough to interview, I canconclude by saying, Sharika Jain is a darling!

I happened to get the rare chance to see our very own big shot politician Aryan ZubairKhan (President of Security council) , at work . And boy, did I have to pray to every godI knew to keep him own my toes while shadowed him.As soon as I entered his office, all I could smell was food …….. from keema to butterchicken and all sorts of hard core red meat grub that people could imagine. As I wentfurther in, there was more of luxury than office work. A kitchen filled with peoplecooking for him filled half the space while the other half was used as his personalizedgaming hub for his passionate fanaticism towards the all-time favorites of our NETAJI,assassin’s creed and call of duty, no wonder he has always been the favorite ministerfor defense (who is up to no good). Right above his chair which was an exact replica ofthe US precedence was a large portrait of Hitler. And as I shadowed him throughout Iobserved that the way he spoke the way he acted was completely like the “BESTLEADER” in his opinion. As I trailed behind him I felt the atmosphere and the personaaround him changed as he went to meet and talk to all the people he met. (ALERT!!!!All the female delegates do not fall for his charm there was never a moment where Ifelt uneasy around him. He would take every possible measure in his power to makesure that all close to him as well as strangers were comfortable (a bit of SALMAN KHANTRAIT isn’t it?). Although he is lazy to write but when it comes to showing off brains heis the star of the show (delegates who attended last year’s MUN know this) . As theupcoming politician he isn’t the typical poster guy because you never find him on anyposters be it large hoardings or small flyers.

All in all it felt as if our NETAJI wasgoing to be really successful and if Ihad to vote for him I would surely doso.

YASH AGARWALVICE PRESIDENT, SECURITY COUNCIL

PARAKH SHAHALPRESIDENT, GA

than Parakh because he was 45 minutes late. The slothful guy apologized to mefor being late and then we went inside the hostel for the interview. After talkingfor a while I came up with a conclusion that either he was taking the quote“Variety is the spice of life” very seriously or he was just trying to fool mebecause this guy has studied 7 different Boards, lived in diverse countries, and isa great soccer player as well as a brilliant break dancer. I really was tired of theinterview so I asked him to show me some of his dancing moves. He danced formere 5 minutes but I thought that if he would have danced a minute more Iwould have died laughing. It seemed as if a spider was set lose on him and hewas trying to get rid of it. So I finally knew that he just portrayed himself as supersmart and talented but who knew if he really was.Although he was languid and rendered himself as super smart, he also workedhard and did everything he had been asked to do. He answered all the questionsto the point and didn’t argue or speak much. His helpful nature just made mytask easier and the interview was complete before I expected. In short, the headof the GA is indolent but at the same time he is also very cooperative and a verysweet person.to meet there at 5 PM sharp. I knew that he wouldn’t be there on time so I chose

to reach there 15 minutes late hoping that I wouldn’t find him waiting for me

This summer on the school’s trip, Yash and I went on a trip to Spain. We boarded theplane and I had two intentions, Sleeping and listening to Music. Yash had different plans.The first thing he did as we entered the plane was check out the Air Hostess and saysomething I barely acknowledged. All through the 14 hour journey he blabbered, a lot! Ihad everything from his future plans, his twitter addiction, to his views on our ladyfriends. Finally our plane landed and I felt myself dizzy. Yash got out of the place andshouted “Oh Yeah! Spain! Ahoy!” out loud. I just wanted to get to the hotel and sleep,but Yash decided that we should go to a party, on the beach. It was a loud party and Yashwas at once home. He felt comfortable and surprised the people with his cool dancemoves, he danced for like almost 3 hours and still felt no fatigue. Then he went for aswim with his 7 new friends. (Yes Delegates, he is very friendly). After a tiring swim hewhipped out his prized possession, his camera. A word of advice, if you ever see him withhis camera, run, as fast as you can. As he will click your photos until you realize you havea bad face. You will have fun, when he clicks people in weird positions, but beware, nexttime, that might be you! When we went back to our hotel our teacher was furious thatwe had disappeared. Yash immediately apologized and kept saying, “Sorry, My Bad” forthe rest of the trip, 51 times, yeah, I counted. We went to our room and Yash playedsome hip- hop music. He called all of the other students to our room and they danced.After 3 bottles of coke, some really delicious burgers, and trashing our beds, Yash realizedit was late and called off the party and asked everyone to leave. Later we went to seesome of Spain’s remarkable architecture, and Yash assumed the position of our tourguide, he was basically explaining and impressing the girls, but he occasionally glancedand explained us mortals, keeping up his image as a self-crowned, expert of Europe. Itwas a little irritating for us to listen to him in his fake British accent. But don’t ask him ifhe fakes his accent because he will kill you, really, actually don’t even mention it. (Err... I

just did. Better Run.). The worst is to listen tohim while he is in his fun mode, like in parties,when he can talk for months. He called the VPof ICJ about 7 times and half of the times it gotweird. He was very interested and tried towoo the local people, girls, by talking aboutour country. The third and final day he wentalong with me to the famous La Caleta Beach.When all he did was try to speak in Spanishwhich I don’t think the locals reallyunderstood. Finally we climbed on board onthe plane back to India. Yash got into hisblanket where he feels the safest (courtesy:Ask.fm) and slept for the rest of the trip.

I was completely doomed when I got to know that Iwas the one who would be interviewing the laziestguy in NMS, we all know as Mr Parakh Shahal,President of the General Assembly. I thought, howcould the laziest person be the head of such animportant committee? The place he chose for theinterview was the NMS hostel and we decided ThereI was, at the gate of the hostel looking around forhim. After getting a good sunbath for almost half anhour in the scorching heat, I saw a guy comingtowards me in a Chelsea jersey. After brainstormingfor a minute I realised that he could be none other

SHEETABH BHARGAVAVICE PRESIDENT,

GENERAL ASSEMBLY

SAUMYA SHARMAVICE PRESIDENT, GENERAL ASSEMBLY

It’s my very first day at the evening sports, andthe foremost person I happen to come across isSheetabh Bhargava, the Vice President ofGeneral Assembly. A tall, dark but not sohandsome guy with a 32 inch smile permanentlystuck on his face greeted me with a pat on myhead. Because I had to improve my basketballskills, I realized that playing with him could be agreat opportunity for me to not only become abetter player but also to know more about him.So we set off. While warming up, he boastedabout his achievements in basketball whichmade me giggle really hard as most of the timehe’s found sitting on the bench, injured. Also,for every victory he gives the credit to himself. Inoticed that every time, even if a little speck ofdirt got on his shoes, he took out a murky clothfrom his pocket to wipe off the dirt .This

look at him you'll see his face maskedby weirdly comical expressions. If youare to be his close friend he'll never letyou down and will do wonders for you.By the end of the day I comprehendedthat I was had become a betterbasketball player in a day all becauseof spending time with him andlearning his tricks. I thanked him buthe didn't even reply! Oh God! Youcan't deal with his fickle mood swingsand his huge ego problem. As I wasleaving he came to me on a veryunrealistic aviator which certainlylooked like this: It had projectorheadlights. Black in color with amodified exhaust. (Sounds cool huh?)And replied with the awaited welcomeand tantalizingly said, "Fir milengeychalte chalte."With this experience I can confidentlyconclude that you can never meetsuch a happy go lucky person like him.I can assure you delegates, he won'tbe the sort of Hitler the Vice Presidentof General Assembly is expected to be.

incident stunned me for a second and after inquiring about it I learnt that his obsessive lovefor his shoes made him insanely overprotective. After spending about 30 minutes I could tellyou that he can give you goose bumps anytime. The second thing I noticed was his freakyhairstyle (as always). He believes himself to be so photogenic that he does not miss a singleprospect to get himself captured even while taking shoots. As time passed I could make outthat he must be a good debater as he babbled nonstop. I could tell he was a die-hard fan ofSkrillex because he wouldn't stop humming his songs even on the court. A boy with enticingfeatures, he is a person who will always endeavor to make others jubilant but every time you

Stunned for a second, I re balance mycomposure and sit down.After jabbering gibberish for a while, Iapprehend that there’s a good and a badside to everyone. In between ourconversation, I did find her obstinate andimpulsive at times, but she was mostlyconvivial. Spotting a sketch book in herhand, I ask to have a look at it. Tentatively,she offered me her sketches as though shewas afraid I may find them grotesque. Butboy, was she wrong. This girl is a hell of agifted artist. The way she beholds greatmoments in her gorgeous auburn eyes,people can’t even dream of ever seeingwhat she sees. I flipped through the pagesimpassively, taking in every capture.Theywere astoundingly breath-taking. Returningher sketch book, I bid my farewell. After anentire afternoon spent with her I can say

My mind sways back to her and I can’t help butnotice, that these are the exact words I woulduse to describe the Vice President of GA, too.Though, others do tell me to keep an eye outfor her sharp tongue. Because as impeccableas she is, she can be malicious too. Just then,the insolent paragon herself appears. Tall &statuesque, with a slender body, in a floralbeach dress, she looks just so... carefree.Everything about her is insouciant. I get up andput my hand forth but she just ignores it andgoes right ahead to give me an affable hug.

there’s more to this bubbly, ebullientteenage girl, she’s a highbrow andencompasses a rare leadership trait.Some people may perceive her asbrusque, egocentric or even go as far ascalling her domineering butundisputedly, I know one thing thatSaumya Sharma is one of the mostempathetic, forbearing and tenderperson. People are absolutely going tolove this Head.

RIA GOLECHAPRESIDENT, DISEC

CHIRAAG BHAWNANIVICE PRESIDENT, DISEC

Nothing could have been a better place than the “RavindraManch” for getting to know the President of DISEC better. Themoment I walked in, I was mesmerized by the beauty of theplace. The place had its own allure. But when I trolled in a littlefurther, a heartfelt moment arrived when I saw her practicingwhat she adulates the most -“Kathak Dance”.What perfection, I

must say. It was like ROMANCING THE DANCE. She must have sensed my eyes on her for she put herpractice on halt. She was dazzling in her outfit. And we proceeded towards the cafeteria. The zeal toknow her better gave me an opportunity to start the conversation. We started out in a casual noteand soon I realised that she was a tale of innate talent embellished with hard work and dedication.(OMG! She would be on cloud nine). And in no time I got know her garrulous quality with a 1000expressions filled in it and decided to honour her with the title “Expression Queen” without anydelay. (So delegates be aware, she has her expressions do the talking). But the time we had spentunruffled knowing each other (actually her) better was incredible. How the time flew so quickly wasastounding. And it was the time to resume her practices. Though she accompanied me on my wayback till the exit, I was lost in her million dollar smile. And even when she had left my concentrationwas still on her. Certainly the meeting of ours left behind something, an indelible mark of her in mymind. A unique combination of dance and beauty, laden with perfection, versatile talent mixed withdedication.

Its Saturday night, and instead of having fun, what I'mdoing is looking for chiraag, at a dance club. Its been 15minutes, and there’s no sign of him. Who I’m supposed tobe expecting is a nerd, sitting somewhere in the corner,obviously not partying. A person who’d be boring, andwould probably always be in a shirt. This is going to bethe worst of all nights, considering that I haven’t evenmet him before. What was I going to say to him? Howwas he going to turn out? Would we both just stay mumand not be able to say anything? I’ll have to meet himfirst. At my table then, I see a guy, tired, sweating, hairgelled up and smiling in the most charming way possible.“You know where I could find Chiraag?” I asked. “Yes,this is he.” And, I was stunned to find that was Chiraag.

Not at all what I’d expected. He offered me some lemonade. …Yes,this is he. You must be Saumya? Sorry to have kept you waiting,but I checked all over the place for you.”This is definitely not what I had anticipated. Anyway, that’s agood start. He then offered me a lemonade, and we began talking..One thing I noticed about him is his composure. The way he talks,the way he will make you feel when you’re talking to him, I justwanted to keep listening. I don’t think Chiraag ever loses his cool.No matter how noisy his friends got, or how rude the managerwas to him, or however late the lemonade was served, he wasalways unruffled. So the interview was quite fruitful – turns outhe loves Hard Rock and metal, is a great fan of soccer and likes tostudy. However, there are some things that are not to be told. Icould just make out by the zeal in his eyes how diligent Chiraagmust be. He was all sorted out, and knew what came first. Thekind of person who knows about his priorities. Trustworthy,altruistic, kind hearted, understanding are the words that’ll fillyour mind when you’re with him. He may like, even love buryinghimself into books, but when it comes to having fun, he is theright person to be with! People may call him nerdy or whatever,but I found him to be the coolest person ever.It rather turned out to be the most amazing time for me.

PRANAV NAGARPRESIDENT, ECOSOC

DUSHYANT S. GUPTAVICE PRESIDENT, ECOSOC

Pranav Nagar is one mixed character and sometimes hard to decipher.Delegates, your president should have come with a manual to explain all of hisphases, especially his ‘I’m-in-a –serious-mood’. There are some people whohave seen the side of him where he would always be there for you no matterwhat, be it rain or shine; and the same people have seen his lethargic and laidback phases which he gets every half hour or so. Mr. Nagar’s laziness issometimes his plus side because often the teachers adore it (even I have noclue why), it seems as if charismatic influence has the teachers convinced thathe will survive high school with flying colors. When I told this typical Englishgentleman type of guy that I wanted to branch out of the current music genre Iwas stuck on, he decided the best way to experience, his music religion was tolive in that moment at the Porcupine Tree concert. When I meet him at theconcert venue, his eyes are blood shot red, and my obtuse mind was acuteenough to figure out he’d been up all night, following his “devil of the night”regime, roaming the suburban streets with the windows down and the systemup in the dark of the night. Nah, he’s too breezy for that. Playing the latestedition of FIFA all night long is more in his league. He is not shy at all and hasthe loudest laugh that make his eyes cheerfully twinkle; just like the name ofthe band that began to play. While the music hummed in the background, ourconversations turned each stone to discover a new element in him every time.Pranav is crazy about anime, especially One Piece, Naruto, and Death Note.Therefore, the soft spot in his heart for Japan will serve as the ultimate sanctumfor the Japanese delegates. When the conversation finally turned away fromanime and to the crazy and dramatic high school life we all have as teenagers,

he became one of the most serious studentsI have ever seen, and he said he “tries” tosubmit his work on time despite his extremelaziness. He could not help but talk about hispassion for MUNs. He could make peoplebelieve in themselves because he helpedpeople speak up in committee sessions andhe promised that he would again do thesame this year to bring out the best in hisdelegates.All in all to sum up, it would be best to saythat there is no other guy like Pranav Nagar,because he can make you smile even whenyou are sad.

As I sat there on the stands, I eagerly awaitedDushyant's arrival. Now, I hate Miami Heat, butDushyant loves em'. Dushyant turned up on thestands, wearing a Celtics no. 9 jersey. Yeah, ofcourse. Should've known this was coming. In hisarms, he was carrying all sorts of food that onecan find at the Arena....a burrito, popcorn, 3 traysof chicken popcorn, nachos, cotton candy, coke,sprite, spring water, distilled water. Guess onecould say he loves food. Although he sharedeverything, he didn't even let my sight wanderover his chicken. We sat there in total silence until

the match started, munching on food. To break the awkward silence, I asked himabout his family and school, every question was answered with a monosyllable,followed by awkward-er silence (yep, that’s a word in Miami... told you Miamifans be crazy) That was until I asked him about basketball, and then he justwouldn’t shut up. He loves the game. Respects it, and pours his heart out whenhe's on court. He loves people who love the game too. Hoping that asking aboutmusic would shut him up, I go ahead and ask him, but alas, I’m a stupid littlewasp. He started off again. I asked him why MUN mattered to him so much, it’snot like you're making an actual difference to the society, let alone the world.And all he told me was that MUN gave him a platform to leave his introvert selfbehind, to actually get a feel of being an extrovert, and expanding knowledge.And he kept going gaga over MUNs. Half time, and he takes his lappy out andstarts to prepare study guides for his committee. Sure, I could call himcommitted, or certifiable... Lesson for delegates: Your VP is a great guy.Dedicated (of the highest order) to his responsibilities, courteous (he shared hisfood with me), helpful (he's making you study guides during a Miami gamefriendly. Introvert to those who don't know him, but fun loving and crazy tothose he is closest to. You want to be on his good pages, then all you got to do isstate that Rajon Rondo is the greatest point guard alive this one statement ofyours is sure to melt his heart. Or you could always feed him chicken, you know.

YATHARTH JAINPRESIDENT, HRC

PRAKHAR AGRAWALVICE PRESIDENT, hrc

concerned. Can twist and manipulate any point to such an extent,

that he’ll make you believe that you have been wrong from the

beginning. I know for a fact, that friends mean more to him than

even football. And that’s saying something. The other thing he is

enamored by is politics and/in India. This guy will beat you to every

fact that you thought was true if you elect to go against him. A

young nationalist on his way to meet the country’s demands is a

sporadic entity. Amidst the cacophony of cheers and whoops and

thousands of people, you still couldn’t miss his oblong white grin,

which he helps to charm people. I am glad that Spain’s winning now

or his grumbling wouldn’t have clogged. Though, whatever I may say

about him, he’s the one person you can bank on with a blindfold

tied to your eyes. It’s not in his system to let people down.

“Yeaahhh!! Yess! Yess! Yess! Fabregas, love you man!” The crowd

acclaimed, standing, in a deafening uproar. Spain won. He is

dancing, with hands over his head, unconstrained and frantic.

Prakhar Agarwal is officially a maniac with a dazzling attitude which

cannot be overlooked.

carnivals! And of course, this year the abode of the Football

World Cup. The very same reason, I happen to be dragged

across continents by the person sitting next to me to witness

the final match between Spain and England. A football fanatic.

That’s what he is. Insane to the apical. Anyway, back to the

match because it’s one of the most nail-biting, combative bout,

for him. He can’t seem to stop blaring and howling every

second. Just afore the game, he bit my ear off, blathering about

players and football specifics.. When he wants, he can be a

really good pusher. You won’t even know what hit you before

you’re entrapped in his web. Like I was. That could be used as

an aptitude too, where his debating and rhetoric skills are

“Woohoooo!” Brazil, the-

“Yeaaaaah!!” Brazil, the

country of- “Yayy! That’s

how we roll David!”

Exasperatedly, I give my

buddy a stern look. He can

be a pain sometimes. So

Brazil, the country of

Yatharth could live in Dubai forever and ever. So when we had to choose our school trip’s destination, the President of HRC’sdecision was forced down upon us as if it was our “human right”. So here we are in Dubai where the scorching heat is beating onus and even though Yatharth’s milky white skin was shimmering he was on unstoppable rant about sometimes the Burj Khalifa orthe Palm Islands. This is surprising because generally he is silent and only speaks when he is desperately needs to. Maybe this wasthe Arabian fever had taken over his head. Yatharth could not stop eating, just like back in school. Delegates, if you ever need amirror to touch up, (of course you need to… The press shutterbugs are everywhere) then he is your man. He might even lend youhis Mac’s screen if you look awesome enough. Apart from all this Yatharth is a complete man, always being a gentleman, helpfulwhen you need him, and like every other guy in his Dubai class trip, he is Mr. Dependable. The President of HRC is going to makeHRC as heated as the sun in Dubai and of course HRC he has is amazing VPs who have full faith in him because of histrustworthiness. A word of advice, don’t keep your placard down because otherwise he will force you to speak up in committee,but remember he will help you anytime you need him.

AVANI KHANDELWALVICE PRESIDENT, HRC

SHISHIR SINGHALPRESIDENT, ICJ

I am sitting in the farthest darkest corner of a food shack, alone, waiting for one ofthe renowned Secretariat member. The rest of the shack is vastly illuminated bythe sunlight flooding in from outside, but no, I was given absolute strict orders tomaintain my station. My eyes drift to the entrance and I spot a plump, short heightgirl, wearing a pair of excessively oversized black glares and a scarlet scarf casingher face completely, enough to let only her eyes peer through. Leaping over thestretches of daylight falling on the floorboards, she makes her way to me. Iinstantly get up in deference, but she just gives me a blasé look, pulls out a chairand seats herself. Aghast and baffled, I sit back and ask for an elucidation onaccount of her acting like a rabbit before. Cackling, (yes she cackles), she tells methat her foremost fear is getting tanned and that’s the reason for the wholeoverrated protective gears and her perplexing behavior. I nod, as ifcomprehending, though truth be told, I have no idea what this girl is talking about.And to add to my bewilderment, she removes her scarf & glares and... She’s just sofair! People call her a devious vampire for a reason I see now. What has she got tobe afraid of? Never in a billion years could she get tanned, even if she tried. Thepinnacle of preposterousness! That’s when it strikes me why we are sitting in ashady junction. Though, the vampire name calling could also be in consequence ofher gratuitous and Anyhow, I continue with the task at hand. Her interview. Shemay have struck as dim-witted at first, but she’s a smart Alec. The answers, oneafter the other, rolled off her tongue. As she got complacent, she was all buddy-buddy and altruistic with me. Even offered up her chocolate brownie to me! Whileshe was talking, she used everything; her hands, arms, fingers and oh eyes. A faceso animated and pulsating, one can’t help but be spellbound by even the

nonsensical words she utters. I am runningout of time, but she’s not running out ofwords, even after 2 hours of incessant prattle.The bill arrives and she recalculates the sum ina jiffy. She’s that fast, a maths freakundoubtedly. Ensuingly, I do part ways withAvani Khandelwal. After an amazing afternoonspent with a blithesome, light-hearted and themost invigorated girl (vampire), I head backhome, blissful. precocious anger issues.

We got down at the railway station and looked forsome place to eat. There was one thing he hadmade crystal clear to me, and that was the fact thathe was always hungry (yeah, i know, we've got onefamished secretariat... everyone seems to bestarving all the time), and he made it apparent bytelling me about how he could eat a horse, every 7minutes. So we reached this place after 3 minutesof walking, called the "Chhotu Motu Joshi SweetShop". You could see the sparkle in Shishir's eyes.We got seated and Shishir got started with theordering, which seemed like a never-ending task.He began with asking for everything that was on

the house. Turns out there Anyway, I placed my order, and then wewaited. In complete blissful silence. But the euphoric silence started to fallapart as Shishir decided that it was necessary for my survival to knowabout how one should do smart work and not hard work (yep, he sharedpriceless life lessons out of the blue). But the food arrived, and BabaShishir had to cut his saga short. We started stuffing our faces with food. Itwas delightful. He very comfortably ate from my plate, but swatted myhand away when I tried to pick from his. Guess he's a no nonsense personwhen it comes to food. After the main course, there came plates ofrasgullas. If there is one thing that Shishir has taught me on this outing, itis the fact that rasgullas are invincible in the world of sweets. Rasgullas areRocky Balboas... Moral of the journey, Shishir's looks can fool you, butdelegates, he's a smart guy, with a vast ocean of knowledge (yep, not apool, but an ocean.... he's badass), who's ready to help one out anytime.Not only help out, he'd give his valuable inputs on everything (mark mywords, they are priceless, like the fact that gulab jamuns are Lil Wayne's ina world where rasgullas are Eminem’s, and everybody knows who the kingof rap is). He knows how to get his way. He makes for an impossibleperson to argue with, but toss him a rasgulla and who knows, he just mightbudge.

SAISHA SINGHVICE PRESIDENT, ICJ

VRINDA SHARMAVICE PRESIDENT, ICJ

A walk in the woods was one that I have always craved for. I needed to freshen up mymind and my thought process, subsequently. After working for two days straight, mybody asked for some relaxation. Post dinner, I went for a stroll pondering how life hadturned out for me after interacting with her. Though I knew her for quite some timebut this very interaction changed my perception towards her. While I waspromenading further, the conversation flashed back my memories when we wereboth at the cafeteria. I could reminiscence that while the world was fretting over theWikiLeaks revelations, this person was far more interested in the “IRAQ -WAR”. It hadbeen a protracted war, so people were not much interested in it until they had a vitalrole to play in it. But she had been an authentic audience to the war, being wellupdated with the latest news and information. The passion with which she hadnarrated the entire story of war to me from its cause to its effect had made me feelthat we were actually in the War Zone. From her ardor and mien I could figure it outthat a subject like WAR was not just a mere topic for her but it was life for her (So delegates be well prepared) .But then Ieven comprehended that it was not just war that riveted her. She also had a keen interest in dance, drama, and football,like others. I remember how she enthusiastically participated in each and every curriculum and till today everyone oneremembers her as an adept speaker. (Please think before you speak).But I can’t still forget that when she is not in her “sooosweet” avatar, she will get the hell upon you and even bring nightmares!!!!!!!!!These memoirs accompanied me on my walkbut then suddenly the memoirs vanished in tranquillity with reformations in them and I realized that it was time for me tomove forwards, towards my home.

Not much that I know of, but yes, her love for Singapore is

definitely one of the things you’ll first notice about this

not-so-frightening-girl (yeah, she wishes). Not any

different in my case. After a particularly FUN taxi

experience to the mall (umm, sarcasm there) the moment

she heard the music being played, she got so engrossed in

it that she kept the traditional mall-dance alive – it was a

fiesta that inevitably got me in a trance. Now this here,

was precisely like the girl I’ve been talking about – sweet

(don’t judge), always jolly and on the move. This social

working mutant is so preoccupied with thoughts about

partying and hanging out with friends, that once she starts

making plans, it’s nigh on impregnable to actually stop her

from doing so. Completely exhausted now, we moved

towards the “yummy” Mc Donald’s which is more like a customary place

to eat for us. I see her talking to me, and for once that twinkle in her eyes

and that smile on her face seemed to be radiating her much reserved

innocent and calm nature. From my perspective, if that smile would’ve

been broadcast on national television, most boys would melt down to a

puddle. Wait, was that smile because of me or MC Donald’s? Ah never

mind. So the typical Singaporean girl started blabbering in this stupid baby

accent of hers conversing with the locals leaving me absolutely convoluted

about my own situation there. Of course, those bags being in my hands I

wasn’t able to walk properly and unfortunately I collide with a guy. Head

on, out of nowhere this girl standing next to me starts fighting with him

even if it was my fault. Well, a daring girl willing to do anything for her

friends – seems about right. And now her phone is out checking her

committee mail, replying to delegate emails, updating the MUN Facebook

page and contacting her fellow chairs – if that’s not what being committed

is, I don’t know what is then. All said and done, you delegates are lucky to

have Vrinda as part of the EB – her charismatic authority and

understanding nature is the one that makes her best or the job. General

tip: Compliment her, bribe her, gift her or feed her –that’ll help, you know.

ANUJ RARAHONOURABLE SPEAKER,

LOK SABHA

KAJAL AGARWALDEPUTY HONOURABLE SPEAKER, LOK SABHA

It was 12. As I got out of the car, I realized that the address thatKajal had given me, didn't really lead me to her house, instead, ittook me to her neighbours'. I went inside, to be greeted by Kajalwatching The Conjuring with the lights on and curtains wideopen. Let me also bother to mention that when I said 12, I meant12 noon. After sending her some weird looks, I finally begantalking. Guess she saw my faces out of Anyway, we kept talking,until Mr. Rara a.k.a Lok Sabha’s Honourable Speaker, called herup. And *swooosh* she was off the couch in mere nanoseconds.When responsibilities call, Kajal picks up after one ring, but whenI call, she puts it into voice mail (huh... but she's a great friend....she makes sure that she calls me back after 3 days). So now wewere brisk walking to her house . Once we got there, she startedto do whatever work had been assigned to her. Photos with

family and friends covered the shelves. There was one with herand her buddies’ playing cards in the middle of a road. Anyway,she dived into her assignment so deep, that she never rose forthe remaining afternoon. Epilogue: Kajal means business. Butthe way she asks for business will make you laugh your headoff. So, working with her isn't all business. She's a great friend Itell you. Doesn't run away from responsibilities, but stands firmand faces them. Horror movies however, she doesn't like toface. Is talented (mind it, sleeping all day is a talent.... shemight show it off in the committee too). She doesn't really givea thought to what the world will think of her. She goes aheadand simply does what she feels is right. Delegates, if you wishto see her good side, you could always gift her an AstonMartin. Now I know Lok Sabha is the committee whereministers throw chairs at each other, but do yourselves afavour and don’t even dare to throw around candy wrappers...it'll definitely save you from the wrath of your DeputyHonourable Speaker and her OCD-ness.

As being a DJ perfect place for him to hangout can be none other than an electro-music concert at Tomorrow land.ANUJ RARA your honorable “speaker “of Lok Sabha is a man of very few words but when he talks, he talks with his hands. He isintrovert and extrovert at the same time but it depends on the people around him. A very stylish speaker, you should look up tohim to come into the Barney’s Suit Up challenge. Although he is a very photogenic person with a height that makes all the boysjealous, still he doesn’t likes to get his pictures clicked. He maybe or May not be good at economics but he surely has a“FINANCED BRAIN”. When you look at him you’ll find that he just came back from his sleep (looks sleepy half of the time).Whenever you cross him he will get to sniff of fragrance of a perfume.He doesn’t feel comfortable with the great admiration people feel for him. By people I mean exactly 5 persons. All this attentionshowered on him has made him a bit shy not that he would jolly before but he dislikes talking to people. Anuj RARA (delegates,your Honorable speaker of Lok Sabha) unlike last year, now is busy hiding his S3 because of its cracked screen. (Man you reallyneed to get a new phone).Even when he was in Tommorowland, he couldn’t stop thinking about his one year old baby a.ka. His car polo, although it is ayear old he still treats it like a baby . Already being in an electro-music concert he would not stop making his own music. He tookup DJing when he was 17 and has not stopped since.Delegates watch out for the most stylish male secretariat member of all, get enchanted and awed in his charisma!!!

URVASHI MISHRADEPUTY PRESS HEAD

DIVYA SETHICHARGE D’ AFFAIRES

I'm just on my way to see my best friend, Urvashi. She wants to see me at the

bookstore. It has come a long way since we first met, our friendship. I start to wonder

shout how it all started. The drive is monotonous, delegates. So let me tell you

something about this amazing person I met about four years ago.. Dogs. Books.

Friends. The three things that rule her world. Tells exactly what a compassionate

person she is- but, don't be fooled- compassion can go wicked when it comes to being

Dep. H.O.P. for Urvashi Mishra. Of course, she's a teenage girl, so the mood swings

come in handy. Urvashi has many avatars - adorable when happy, quiet when upset,

and dangerous when angry! One of the trust worthiest friends of mine, she is the

person you would like to talk to about ANYTHING! She always has answers. But

delegates, beware. You don't mess with Urvashi Mishra. When it comes to winning, it

is wrong to even think you stand a chance against her. She can go on and on until you

admit you're wrong and she's right. The thing is, there is a power in her words. She

can convince you so easily, and that -folks- is a talent indeed. I love the kind of person

she is - convivial, understanding, fun loving, lovable, magnanimous. But complicated.

You are definitely going to take home a great deal of inspiration if you're lucky enough

to spend some time with her. Although according to her, she's inexpressive, but

believe me, she can talk with her eyes. Her outbursts might hurt you at times, so make

sure YOU apologize!

One of the very few who have the courage

stand for the hard right, against the easy

wrong is your dep. H.o.p.

Amidst writing about her dynamic nature, I

forgot to mention the amazing leadership

qualities, and heartwarming pieces of

writing. There is something about this girl

that gets you, maybe the optimism, honesty

and intellect that somehow radiate when

she smiles.

With the glee in my eyes and miles long smilestamped on my face, no one would believe that Iwas struggling with time. And that's just because ofone person, Divya Sethi, the Deputy Head of ChargeD' Affaires. She's just so self-obsessed that she kepton clicking selfies even after getting ready, though Ihad been waiting for her in front of her house forthe last 20 minutes.  She finally arrived with anumbrella in one hand (as she is always exasperatingto protect herself from tanning) and her cell phonein the other with the camera opened.  I couldn'tshut my eyes after acknowledging the fact that shegaped at her camera to accede whether her hair

looked elegant!! When we were on the way, she did not even letme crack the window open just because it would’ve wrecked herhairstyle. I touched the ceiling of joy after conceding the fact thatshe is a shopaholic girl. She is a fun-loving, sweet girl, the onewho does hard work with smart work. You can never feel drearywhen you are with her. She jibber-jabbers all the time, thoughsometimes it is quite anaesthetized. She is very responsible and"a person of her words". You should get inspired by this. But notalways, delegates! One astonishing thing is that this skinny, reedyand tall person is a very big glutton! Don't tell her about any ofyour hangout plans a day before. If you do conduct this particularmisdeed, you'll definitely get a long list of menu with you by earlymorning. So dare not do that! “Whatever else she may be, she’sundeniably a vivacious and patriotic person. This day will bereminisced by me throughout my life!” Believe me- you guys willalso live by this quote, if you ever get the auspicious chance ofmeeting her. Delegates, this girl is the one you’ll find anywhereand everywhere, she’s omnipresent.

BIBUDH RAJPUTHEAD, ADMINS

How many times is it that you are called Virat Kohli bases on your looks and that

too by a girl! To those who know the gossips of all the happenings of the school,

Bibudh Rajput is a common name. After all, playing cricket internationally is indeed

a big and great deal. Note, remember to ask him for proof about his achievements

;( we have our doubts). So, Kohli- according to a poll taken by us branding him such

seem a bit extra. Nevertheless, this party freak or as he is known in social circles- a

party animal, if found by many as sweet or let me rephrase it as very sweet. Lots of

sugar candy, kid….. But do not forget that he is fickle minded also. So, delegates

trust him on your own risk. And he is one kind of own who would not require any

company to keep himself entertained. I guess friends are hard to come by these

days and more so if you are such a good dancer friend. I decided to accompany him

to a night club some days back. We knew he could not say no. As expected he

joyfully came with us. Stepping inside the club is the best thing that happens to

him. One foot inside and he was already in the mood. Our eyes fanatically searched

as to where our friend had disappeared and the roaring crowd made it finally see

us. He was on the dance floor ready to show off some skills and impress some

ladies. Dub Step Dance- wait, what? Err, we also did not have any knowledge of it

until we saw him performing. Quite a

showman. Popping his chest proudly, soon he

was on a roll. Locking, popping, you name it all.

Thunderous claps filled the room and some

people even came by to take his autographs.

Common Man, I say. So, we were now heading

back to our places after the clock struck one.

He had already gained some respect in our

eyes. So, if you catch him grooving to some

beats while the sessions are in progress, don’t

get astonished. After all, the Kohli of dance is

here to stay.

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