Sunday, 6 November 2011

CHOICES.

When you  are a kid there are as many dreams in your eyes as are stars in the sky, and as growing up happens, each stage presents new dreams ,new adventures but once you plan to settle down, especially in an Indian set up  choices constrict and dreams vanish and all you are left with is pleasing your family; and playing that socially right kind of role… and if you deny it and start living life on own terms …suddenly your image becomes black and tarnished, you change and so people around criticize you in tons and poke noses at u and point fingers…  this is the one.
Well do I sound pessimistic, hmmm… it can be a point of view but that’s what I have observed , it’s not about you being negative or positive it’s just an observation which can’t be totally neutral.
Thus, come choices, while you are  a kid choices are about food ,studies, roaming out with friends, they confuse you at that time but when you grow up they really define your life…like after 12th if you plan for a Btech and then an MBA  you are done for life ….as they say ‘career set ho gaya’…and then like a donkey just  keep drudging on for your goal whether you understand it or not whether your emotions feel for it or not you are safe in the race of this highly populated country, tomorrow you will settle down and maybe move abroad too so your choice whether was heartfelt or not, made your life easy economically and socially…no challenges but a comfortable life.
And if the horses of imagination run too deep , then believe me though it’s going to be interesting , amazing , boring sometimes even unstable, frightening and fruitless but you will be happy . It doesn’t stop here you are in for a lot of adventure…coz when u take the unconventional path …Though its different, yes you followed  your heart but its hard still to realize that dream …not if you are just focused on work n want to achieve…
Let emotions enter and there go the dreams …they vanish and you face the real trouble…ha ha no I am not scaring you it’s all about choices either choose your life and dreams or people around you and their expectations and if you  choose the latter welcome to the group of us commoners and the real challenges start because everyday you live the life thinking of your dreams but fulfilling others…looking for your image and creating others and thinking about yourself but pleasing others….so it’s all about choices these unpredictable choices…

Sunday, 18 September 2011

QUESTIONS...

Since the time we are born,we are meant to survive and be optimistic else its impossible to stay…as says Charles Darwin ,’survival for the fittest’.Thus begins our journey to live to fight and not to ask questions to that Almighty.
Throughout  this journey called life ,when we move through different stages, its always about survival,feeding, desires, expectations and frustations emerging out of that,happiness becomes relative…
And questions you should not ask…
People say you should be an honest, hardworking and  god fearing man…first two adjectives are alright but the third one …is god so shallow that in his kingdom we have to be fearful citizens…
THERE is this movie –BRUCE ALMIGHTY…very very impressive and inspiring,even so many books and spiritual teachers to explain the bigger things in life and forget about the smaller personal issues…but till the self is not satisfied and resolved how to look with kindness towards others .
So many questions and only one answer –look within…but again- will look within only when the outside becomes simple and not complicated,congested,sad ,engaging and expectative…sometimes bother who defines right and wrong…
Life itself is so complicated ,unpredictable and adventrous that you don’t know what happens next moment ,plans that you make get thrashed and new ones are made for you and you just have to like it…if you wish to survive ,so as they say ’the glass is half full and not half empty’…well well and the biggest irony, its always we who choose the path or make the choices …so no questions again…
Start living and learning from each experiment that you make in this subject called life…and be everready to expect the unexpected but still dont loose hope and smile and get up again and hold the reins of your life and keep drudging and please don’t ask any questions…

Monday, 5 September 2011

THANK U MRS CHAUHAN…

When I sit back and think what was it that made me love one subject among all others at school and the love still continues…
Mrs Renu Chauhan.This is the first name that comes to my mind. She was so good at her subject,lovely person and an excellent teacher.Where ever she is ,must be igniting young minds.God bless her.
When I joined MHAC Nagbani,I had a big fear of communicating in english language,cramming was the only option out in examination.
It was my first day in seventh standard, her class started … was like a motion picture,with all expressions and punctuations in place effortlessly .The dog was whimpering…and I could see how…wow what a preacher.
She just taught me for six months and those six months changed my perception of the language.Reading,Writing and learning the language was no more an ordeal but an evolution.She made me realize language gives you the medium to communicate and the more you grab it the more it  grabs you and thus changes your life and of others whom you communicate for or to.
My gratitude to Mrs Chauhan is limitless.She made me love the subject I feared and for life she gave me a gift of flowing with the language,words are not enough to thank what she gave me.
That was an experience which has ignited me always to be one among the breed of teachers,though people don’t find it much of a profession but I think only this profession has the calibre to evolve lives.
Thanks to all the teachers who make their students fall in love with their subjects.

NOTE-WE WANT CREATIVE MATHEMATICS TEACHERS AT SCHOOL LEVEL.

Monday, 6 June 2011

THE PIGEON NEST.

My flat has a beautiful balcony attached to it which makes mornings and evenings a sight which touches souls, standing there barefoot looking onto the green patch foreword makes me feel so pure and peaceful.
Enjoying my morning tea and newspaper, I could hear the birds chirping, and once in a while when my eyes would look up- pigeons sitting on the wall, in groups, would be a normal sight. But today was different, along with the peace and beauty my nose was irritated with a foul smell. As is human nature, being my inquisitive self, I started searching for the target, the area which was emanating this foul smell. I searched and searched my small cozy balcony but except the flowerpots and some unused things there was nothing. Then I noticed something, three pigeons were still sitting there on the wall not feeling afraid in my proximity.
The balcony is covered by a shed, below the shed is a small space to keep things, I never gave this place a thought ,but today, it caught my sight,  got onto the balcony wall and peeked into the space…and…what do I see! There is the source of foul smell… I could see the excreta of pigeons scattered all over the place and that was not all, in one small  corner they had collected twigs and dry leaves and upon that were two ugly creatures…slim beaks, lean skinny body without feathers. They were a horrible sight.
 I got down angry…how dare they take my peaceful little space and make it dirty. We bought this flat and they have encroached the place free of cost and are making merry and keeping it unhygienic. The day suddenly changed. It felt dark and depressing. I shouted at my husband …couldn’t see my daughter. I wanted this space back and clean.
I entered my bedroom, just surrendered to the bed…there while I was lying down ,kept thinking about it ,how to get rid of them. And then my mind just did a quick flashback and I came across those days when we left everything and came to Jammu, we felt so empty from inside and outside without our homeland, till now we are not over with it. In the depth of our hearts we still want to go to the valley and live it, that’s why maybe I look forward to the green patch through my balcony.
These small creatures, what are we doing to them, taking their forests away and creating concrete jungles, where will they go if we destroy their homes. The concrete is the only place left for them to make a cold unnatural home for survival. So who is the real villain they or us.
I got up from the bed and looked at myself in the mirror and thought do I want to do the same thing to them what I faced few years back…no…
Thus, they will live their along with us. The pigeon nest remains intact.