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End of March 2020

 And end of the March I found that,  An enemy of the people is people, Whatever shelter u have is the only your  wall. Able to prevent unwanted air to you. Though.... Alas! Nest seems nasty now I think same,  As Gulliver finds the ugliness of close to faces! 

Memories from Lockdown/ year 2020

 When everyone is in hurry to leave this year let's see quick recap of this year 2020. People says humanity face so much pain in this Pandemic. Some may lost their loved ones... Some may lost their jobs etc., But I personally believe this year teaches a Life lasting lessons. Here, I am pasting some cuttings of my diary pages of lock down period... 30/3/20 आजकल तो लगताहै की हा सचमैं  मैं  Buckett का Vladimir  या Estragon ही हु। Waiting for Godot or don't know for what...  सभी  ने ये लॉकडाउन मै मीडिया मैं इतना कुछ भर दिया है की एक ऊबन सी हो गई है। अरे, जिस रोजबरोज के जॉब के चक्कर से इतना ऊब गये थे उसकी लिए वापस रो रहे है। सच में , ये मानव मन ही जिसको जो भी मिलता है उसमे कुछ कमी लगती है। बचपन में ओशो के एक किताब में पढ़ा तब की एक बात याद आ रही है की... मांगने में जरा संभल के रहना... क्योंकि अक्सर ऐसा होता है की... मिल जाए तो मिट्टी, और खो जाये तो सोना। और बेशक ये सच है। 31/3/20 And end of the March I found that,  An enemy of the people is people, Whatever shelter u have is the only

Memorable Lines from Alchemist.

 “It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ... The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times. One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving. And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it. Every blessing ignored becomes a curse. It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting. From ~ Alchemist by Paulo Coehlo

New Day!

 Old ways,  Everything seems quite green, seeds I sow  in past of memories I believe, never go back, look back But, the air, Air is still full of smell  Smell of  breathe…breath of happiness Happiness which never get Though in search of it ever & I found Happiness is myth; Myths are always attractive. …. Obsolete routine is hatred of these days And today , much fascinating  With the innovative change  I wanna retouch it, The new sun rays…. The new day! 

Independence Day Speech/Anchoring

1. Welcome.... "Freedom should not be something you have to deseve. It's something you just naturally have. It's something that no one can take away from you. So, let's celebrate freedom.... HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY.  I warmly welcome our esteemed Principal Sir, Reputable Teachers & benevolent students.  2. Flag Hoisting.... On this auspicious day we all assembled here on this online platform to celebrate our 74th Independence Day.  So, for that first of all let's salute our flag with the deep faith in our word...great pride in our soul...& extremely glowing dreams in our eyes. Please everyone stand-up and take your position and follow the command. 3. National Anthem.... Independence day's celebration is undoubtedly incomplete without the national anthem. So for that I would like to request all of you please stay in your standing position and respectfully take part in singing our National Anthem. 'Jan Gan Man....' 4. Raising slogan.... Vande Matar

Webinar 2020 MKBU/Literature & Epidemic

• Why we carry so much load on our soul??? Well, general answer is, We Human being can think. Thinking makes us different from all the living thing on the planet. Same as about current situation of covid-19. People all across the world are reading, writing, watching, listening and being victim of this disaster. In this pendamic, Our Pro.Dr.Dilip Barad, Dept of English.MKBU University has come out with an outstanding idea of 'National Conference' as Webinar on 'Literature and Epidemic'. It's really an innovative as well time demanding step towards learning. So on 16th & 17th May 2020, with the scholars of all over India, I participated in this Webinar. Click here to know all about this webinar  • 'Literature and Epidemic' Under this topic people are studying the diaries, movies, novels, newspapers, news, social media, cultures, images, art, mythology, psychology of human mind & behaviour, cause & effects of pendamic, and everything rel

Me & My Mother

I never wrote on my parents especially for my mother. I always longing for motherly love. I always believe that she sees me as her competitor or treat me like I'm an adult one. She is mother and I'm daughter this the only lacking thing in our relationship. Almost all the days in our family starts with bitter conversation of my parents same like quarrel. As my mother never miss the chance to be rebellious in front of anyone. May be reason for quarrel is our dept or absence of  wealth.  She is straight forward in replying anything to anyone. My father expecting too much from her in fact in all the tiny things, but she never flow with it. It's from my one of the great concern that my father too never accept things from her as things are.  Apart from it, He always believe that if he is unsuccessful today only because of my mother that she didn't support him. Thus, ever if I take the side of my father she starts thinking that I'm same like my father and against of her

Dead Leaf

No story can describe the character which m living... What should I called to myself... Or how I should define me... A vulgur portrait on canvas??? Broken Wings? Bird in Cage? Chained in golden threads... Clamor in a air, Colour of clouds,  Dead leaf on tree,  Eternity of emotions, Endowed one to bear all, Flame of cremation, Flower of rose on burial.. Glory of ruined? Height of monster? Ivory of ignorance??? Jubiliation of breathing.. Kidnapped in rituals, Light of lamp, M elody of mourn... Nest....who's always search? Oomph of their omissions? Pity on presence? Queen of cards? R ay of hope... S ilence of responsibility? T reasure in a trunk? Umbrella of colours? Vision of blind?? Words of book,? I think I remain as XYZ. (In everyone though...  I'm No one) As.... Rat's nest Or Mirror of thousands dead leaf??? Pause. What m doing? Why is it necessary to define me? Why only end justifies the meaning?

From Teacher's desk...

When I decided to do job. I thought teaching profession will teach me a great things... As when "One teaches Two learns." Same when we becomes the part of any institution, we come across it's variety of events except teaching as Teacher! From this experiences here I like to share one interesting anecdote. When school is far from home, students gets a lot of free time. This free time of kids and teenage creates variety of inventions as well issues. Among them one is their bad use of language in conversation. And as a concern teacher it's not a moot point. I found it as serious problem cause small kids do likewise as a consequence. But, to tackle with secondary's students' rowdy nature is like entanglement. Although, I try to give them challenges as an interesting Riddles .. RIDDLES 1. Give the maximum words which is the same while reading/writing from starting or ending side. 2. If you remove the first letter the pronunciation doesn't change. R

Picnic At Kankariya

29 February Leap year Saturday Kankariya Picnic Elite Senior Secondary Boarding School 'When we are traveling We are actually not traveling We are planning & on all the way checking that everything is going according to our plan or not...! 29 february, Children were waiting for it from many days and finally the day comes with so many excitement in the morning. As the Kankariya is known as 'The heart of Ahemdabad'. Kankariya lake have many fascinating points. We enjoyed many of them points like - Nocturnal Zoo - Atal Express Train Ride - Kamala Nehru Zoological Garden It was my first experience of picnic as a Teacher and to tackle with small kids and primary students is not an easy task at all. I feel we are taking responsibility of student's saftey as well their enjoyment and it's very responsible task. Though, I feel it was a memorable day with lot of experience. I enjoyed with co- teachers and my enthusiastic students. At the last I ha

The Romantic Age(1798-1837)

This period coincided with French Revolution which was carried against oppression. The literature of this period valued emotions, passion and individuality in place of reason and intellect. Introduction of Romantic Age The romantic period in English literature begins with the publication of William Wordsworth and Samuel Coleridge's Lyrical Ballads in 1798 and ends with the accession of Queen Victoria in 1837. Romantic period coincidence with the revolution in French and American and therefore it is also known as The Age of Revolution. The French Revolution was a battle to achieve equality and remove oppression incurred by opperessive King Louis XVI. People of France were angered by increased taxation to support their country's involvement in the American Revolution, oppressive feudal system, crop failure and other economic difficulties. The French Revolution began in 1798. The effect of French Revolution did not confine to France only. It started a revolutionary fervour

How Literature Shaped me?

How literature Shaped me? From very beginning of secondary education I start taking much interest in books. I love my lonely dark morning with books and horror midnight with books. Journey started with Panchatantra stories, Bakor Patel's stories, Arabian nights and Amar Chitra Katha's mythological books. Than interest grows and I started reading Writer like Ashwini Bhatt, Chetan Bhagat, Priykant Parikh, Harkisan Mehta, Sudha murty, Rabindranath Tagore, Jay Vasawada and various other self help as well as story book catches my eye on variety of subjects. Sometime, in the worry of what will happen next in novel makes me worried even in dream. While reading I am living the characters of that book. As Tagore says We Humans feels immense anxiety and joy of fictional character! I feel I am the part of that story or this is similar story of my! But it's all about like reflection of my memory. I don't know

Jiffy blink

We went to her home... Sorry, I didn't feel if it's home at all, let me again start, We went to her shelter...(it's quite apt.) As my school need urgent teacher. I found her as qualified one for the empty place in school. But again one bitter experience of casteism got as sugar coated sour pile. I assure you by sinking into her eyes that, yes really she wants to be free from the golden cage of parenthood or rather to say she just want to try a new taste of life. But it was just for moment like jiffy blink. So without much ado. I try to exit as I was not interested in their fake reasons of avoiding this opportunity. I felt so sorry for her condition. I was worried whether she will ever can feel golden chain as obstacle. But soon I found mtslef as less confident and a bit embarraced. And as for the topic of feeling less able infront of rigidity. Infront of their sunken state of mind. Why still some of the regions are not free from the severe mentality. Now these da