My two lives

Teach For India 2011- The fellowship began in May. Here I am in September still grappling with the basics of teacherhood. This is about me and not my class students.


I am caught between two lives. Literally.What should I tell Shaizin when she cries that Mufid hit her? If someone hit me I would not know how to react either.Should I let Amar into class even though he did not bring his Word List sheet? If I forgot an important paper to school, I was sent out and did not like the feeling of isolation.What the hell is on the child's mind?What should I do when Abdul swears at Juveriya? Or when Uzra tells me that she learnt that swear word from her elder sister? Should i eat my food or not when Huda cries "Didi my mother not send Dabba today".

What am I ?
Friend? Teacher? Mentor? Superior?

What is a teacher? Am I one? Or am I just pretending to be one?

Let go - butterflies

Yesterday I opened
A box of butterflies
Out they flew all at once
in a rush of colors

The one in black
with the pretty blue patterns
was the first one to go

The yellow butterfly
danced a dance
twisted spinned and rolled

The reddish black suave one
Flew past my nose with a haughty whoosh

The bright orange butterfly
weaved it's magic
paper crisp and gay

The pink and mauve
patterned beauty
seemed to wink as it flew by

The brown butterfly
shed a tear
and the jet black one
gave me a glare

Now I know that these butterflies
were memories each
of the year that passed me by
After they all flew away ,
I sat to write and now I wonder
What new butterflies will go into
my box
This brand new year?

But honestly he does not care

This is a friendship day special post.


guess who? ?


1) She can be "pretty innocent"
I am sure what was said was not meant
A way she has with mokkai
That sure will make you cry
Overall sweet and helpful
Math brain and very cool


2) The mouth that opens cannot close
A pretty challenging career he chose
The face in the mirror thinks it's handsome
Hurt he gets always poor little chum
He adores the mother the sister and the boss
The idol worship did lead to emotional loss

3) Eyes wide open here she does come
Watery teary eager to taste rum
A friend to lean on a friend to trust
Be sweet to her oh that you must
Creative and brainy a real smarty
If only she got a little less lazy

4) Laughter in abundance when he's around
A really funny friend i have now found
Flirting with the one that does not belong
And still cant figure out whats right and whats wrong
A word of advice I may share
But honestly he does not care

Parveen Sultana and vibes

This happened many months ago.I attended Parveen sultana's concert at narada gana sabha.At the end of a mesmerising, absolutely divine concert I went on stage to meet her in person.I fell at her feet and she touched my head with her hands.There were deeply peaceful vibrations emerging from her hands which i could feel in my head.I thought i was making up this vibration stuff until i attended a pranic healing workshop which is a healing method based on energy concept.During the workshop we could feel energy in the form of heat and vibrations.Its really cool once you begin to experience it.It is physically possible to transfer positive energy from one person to another.So get your positive vibes straightened out and start radiating them :D

TIP: If u dont want negative energy to enter you from a negative person, cross your arms across your chest when they are talking negative stuff.Honestly works.

PS: I am a certified pranic healer :)

plainly speaking

I have a notion that blogging is a childish way of seeking attention. Childish or not it works , mostly.

I cant write anymore because I have gotten this feeling that whatever i decide to write about is of no use to any reader.

I also read that two google searches can produce 7 gms of carbon dioxide.

FORGET SUCCESS TRY TO FAIL INSTEAD

One beautiful concept i stumbled upon today - FORGET SUCCESS TRY TO FAIL INSTEAD


Failure is a beautiful thing. It makes you stronger. It makes you humble.It gets rid of your ego. If you keep succeeding in everything you do then where's the question of balance in life? Life cannot be all mountains and no valleys.Wihout coming down , you ll never realise the importance of being on top.

Its like this , only when there is a power cut do we realise the importance of the ceiling fan.And when the power comes back , the enjoyment of the breeze from the fan is a gazillion times more than what it was when it was constantly running.

And the important thing in life is not always suceeding but enjoying the success to it's fullest.

After all the simplest philosphy of life is to be happy.

:)

Have a great day