Me :)
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Thursday, December 15, 2005
I...
Here I am sitting, having a cup of coffee, thinking of the existence i enjoy. All the metaphysical 'seasons' I go through. Spring,rain, storms. Does that make me a 'weathered' man?
I have climbed mountains, swam across oceans, lied on my back in the grass and lazed around. I am a traveller.
I have fought for my thoughts, my individuality, people's indifference, defended against their anarchy, kept double standards of the mind at bay. I am a soldier.
I have laughed trouble away, smiled at failure and been cheerful with my advesaries. I have laughed at the world. I am a clown.
I have loved my friends, love a woman, had nothing against my enemies, appreciated the music of traffic, hummed my favourite song in the freezing cold and lived a simple life. I am a poet.
I have been wet in the rain, in the sweat of hardwork, by the tears of pain and also happiness. I like the wet look. Wet after a bath, wet with imagination, wet with accomplishment, wet on victory. i like wet. I am a fish.
I am ferocious in my thoughts, my beliefs, my rights, my interests, my loyalty, my integrity, my faith, my honour, my self respect. I am an animal.
I hope to make it on my own, live my life the way i define it and fight throgh it all. I am me. I am a survivor.
I have climbed mountains, swam across oceans, lied on my back in the grass and lazed around. I am a traveller.
I have fought for my thoughts, my individuality, people's indifference, defended against their anarchy, kept double standards of the mind at bay. I am a soldier.
I have laughed trouble away, smiled at failure and been cheerful with my advesaries. I have laughed at the world. I am a clown.
I have loved my friends, love a woman, had nothing against my enemies, appreciated the music of traffic, hummed my favourite song in the freezing cold and lived a simple life. I am a poet.
I have been wet in the rain, in the sweat of hardwork, by the tears of pain and also happiness. I like the wet look. Wet after a bath, wet with imagination, wet with accomplishment, wet on victory. i like wet. I am a fish.
I am ferocious in my thoughts, my beliefs, my rights, my interests, my loyalty, my integrity, my faith, my honour, my self respect. I am an animal.
I hope to make it on my own, live my life the way i define it and fight throgh it all. I am me. I am a survivor.
Monday, December 05, 2005
When You Will Be Gone
The freshness in the air and the sunlight at dawn, after a hard cold night.
The colours of flowers and the cent of the new rain. The blue skies and the clear, green meadows.
The chirp of the sparrows in the willow along the bubbling brook. The smell of coffeee and the newness of the morning.
The wakeful nights and the dreams of tomorrow, the ripples of uneasiness and the doubts of actions.
Hopes, dreams, aspirations.
What I may miss and what I will lose.
Will it be the same or will life go on, when you are gone.
The colours of flowers and the cent of the new rain. The blue skies and the clear, green meadows.
The chirp of the sparrows in the willow along the bubbling brook. The smell of coffeee and the newness of the morning.
The wakeful nights and the dreams of tomorrow, the ripples of uneasiness and the doubts of actions.
Hopes, dreams, aspirations.
What I may miss and what I will lose.
Will it be the same or will life go on, when you are gone.
Friday, September 02, 2005
Thursday, September 01, 2005
My Private Tutor...
I was having a tough time in mathematics class. I request the lecturer to help me out. He is hesitant in the beginning and finally helps me out with the statement that, these were the basics and I should have learnt it in the Eleventh standard. I finished my Eleventh in 1995, after that one year of Twelth, three years of college, one year as a designer and then finally 6 years of active service in the Armed Forces, and somehow he expected me to know all the basics of Integration, which he had just started teaching, a good ten years later for me!
This has not been the first time. Most of our teachers in our esteemed educational institutions take their jobs, well, just like a job. Their aim mainly has been to complete teaching what they have to for that period – Teach less and complete as much of the portions as possible. The end result? Failure of the learning process.
Now we must wonder what does the student do? He takes tuitions, most probably from a 'professional' institute, which are nothing less than mini colleges by themselves, or from the college lecturer himself – with the ruse that he will pass him. This.... is a vicious cycle. Ridiculous.
The question is who is at fault? The student? Who doesn't seem to understand in class but seems to really do well with tuitions, or is it the teacher, who is not giving his best in a college class but is an excellent tuition teacher?
Our culture is based on ancient texts like the Bhagavad-Gita, which is an offshoot of the epic Mahabharata. The same epic where the royal guru Acharya Drona and Arjuna live on for eternity. A teacher who refused and maimed a master archman Eklavya so that his student Arjuna would forever remain the best and unbeaten. The same Eklavya who made Drona's idol out of mud and took the same as his teacher and became comparable to Arjuna.
There is a lesson to be learnt here., not only for teachers and instructors of any kind, but for students too, that no matter what you do, only hardwork, dedication and steadfastness will pull anyone through. It would have been unimaginable if Arjun or Eklavya took tuitions.
The above text is only a generalisation. It is my personal experience with some of these teachers that prompted me to write this. All teachers are not bad. I do have my favorites, those who have molded me as an educated and morally right person. Taking tuitions is not bad too. I have taken tuitions myself. Sometimes you do need extra coaching to understand a subject better, like say literature and mathematics, in which case, the more practice you get, the better off you are. A teacher - student relationship, what i consider, is of an exchange of ideas, for the benefit of learning and should be as interactive as possible. But there are those who have turned this relationship to a money making scheme. My grouse is against those business minded instructors as well as those foolhardy students who encourage this failure of morals.
This has not been the first time. Most of our teachers in our esteemed educational institutions take their jobs, well, just like a job. Their aim mainly has been to complete teaching what they have to for that period – Teach less and complete as much of the portions as possible. The end result? Failure of the learning process.
Now we must wonder what does the student do? He takes tuitions, most probably from a 'professional' institute, which are nothing less than mini colleges by themselves, or from the college lecturer himself – with the ruse that he will pass him. This.... is a vicious cycle. Ridiculous.
The question is who is at fault? The student? Who doesn't seem to understand in class but seems to really do well with tuitions, or is it the teacher, who is not giving his best in a college class but is an excellent tuition teacher?
Our culture is based on ancient texts like the Bhagavad-Gita, which is an offshoot of the epic Mahabharata. The same epic where the royal guru Acharya Drona and Arjuna live on for eternity. A teacher who refused and maimed a master archman Eklavya so that his student Arjuna would forever remain the best and unbeaten. The same Eklavya who made Drona's idol out of mud and took the same as his teacher and became comparable to Arjuna.
There is a lesson to be learnt here., not only for teachers and instructors of any kind, but for students too, that no matter what you do, only hardwork, dedication and steadfastness will pull anyone through. It would have been unimaginable if Arjun or Eklavya took tuitions.
The above text is only a generalisation. It is my personal experience with some of these teachers that prompted me to write this. All teachers are not bad. I do have my favorites, those who have molded me as an educated and morally right person. Taking tuitions is not bad too. I have taken tuitions myself. Sometimes you do need extra coaching to understand a subject better, like say literature and mathematics, in which case, the more practice you get, the better off you are. A teacher - student relationship, what i consider, is of an exchange of ideas, for the benefit of learning and should be as interactive as possible. But there are those who have turned this relationship to a money making scheme. My grouse is against those business minded instructors as well as those foolhardy students who encourage this failure of morals.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Shine On You Crazy Diamond........
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Pink Floyd
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Pink Floyd
Monday, August 29, 2005
Monday, August 15, 2005
Quote...
"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible." – T. E. Lawrence
Sunday, August 14, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
A Nice App
Copy this link in IE and do not maximize the
window...keep the window SMALL and see the 'magic'...
http://s94009834.onlinehome.us/xyz/move.html
window...keep the window SMALL and see the 'magic'...
http://s94009834.onlinehome.us/xyz/move.html
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
What We Miss Out.....
From the saffron of the sunrise to the blood stained skies of the dusk. The breath of the morning dew to the scent of the new rain. The joyful colours in the neighbor’s garden and the tint of whites of the scattered clouds. The dusty pathway to a lonesome village and the merry chirp of a hundred sparrows at the roadside broken pipeline. The rise of the full moon and the cool breeze of midnight. The heady scent of the night queen and the songs of the never asleep cricket or is it the grasshopper. The sight of a moonless, theatrical, diamond studded night sky and the wish fulfilling streak of a shooting star.
The palette of life never satisfying enough, the search for beauty, if a search, never a wasted effort. The rainbow in the heart created by the sunshine of love and over-brimming happiness is not difficult. All you got to do is fall in love…..with life.
The palette of life never satisfying enough, the search for beauty, if a search, never a wasted effort. The rainbow in the heart created by the sunshine of love and over-brimming happiness is not difficult. All you got to do is fall in love…..with life.
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