Home sweet home…

Hello all,
    Yep, I’m back home for a couple of days. And I’m luvin it. :D

    Its kind of funny how your home always attracts you… The lovely trees… The bed… The beanbag… My parrots… My pigeons… My fish… My chicken… My computer… My lovely beautiful exemplary computer… :D Oh, and parents and stuff :P

    Its fun :) Yeah, a fun weekend get together with a couple of teachers, friends and so on…

    Hmmm… No, I’m not letting you spoil my fun… I’m just gonna go ahead and have fun, without too much blogging - sorry pal. :P

    Cya, and have a good weekend folks… [I’m luvin’ it :) ]

July 28, 2007 | Filed Under My life and more... | 3 Comments 

Yet another session at Rajendranagar

Good evening ladies and gentlemen,

Last Thursday, I had yet another wonderful session with the kids at Rajendranagar area, the slum adopted by the Center For Social Action, Christ College. I was assigned to teaching Mathematics to the 7th grade students. Along with me were 3 other exchange students - Win, Alex and Samantha. Win and Samantha were from USA, while Alex was from France.

We found that the students were way beyond eager to lap up all we could teach them. Those little brains struggled as we taught them the basics of Algebra. Though it was quiet alien to them at first, they soon caught up, and within a few minutes, they were virtually sucking us for more information. It was lovely to see those young minds perform on mathematical problems.

The four of us split up. Samantha handling three of students who did not know basic arithmetic,  Win handling 2 students with algebra, Alex battling with a girl who was finishing the sums she gave to her even before she paused for a breath, and me handling 2 students with basic algebra, and one with arithmetic.

Take my word for it, its a lovely sensation when you do something for someone, and know that it makes a difference, however small the “something” be. And being with those kids was not only fun, but also heartening, to feel that these were the future generation of our world, and to learn that we were setting up a proper platform for them to learn and grow.

Apparently, the kids enjoyed the session as well, since they treated us to the “Rajendranagar handshake” and hearty “bye”s as we left… Thus, we left behind another beautiful evening of fun and truth… We left behind another Thursday of taking out the humane side in us… We left behind, with our hopes set for the future sunrise, and the next Thursday :) .


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July 22, 2007 | Filed Under A thought..., My life and more... | Leave a Comment 

The flight of Her’s [poem]

Hello all,
A few days back, I faced with a dreadful enemy, what we commonly call “stress”. As in too much to do, too little time, and no one helping out. It so happened that the work I had delegated fell back on myself, and an assignment was preponed, thus very much toppling my schedule.

Quite unhappy, and depressed, I was struggling for happiness, in yet another forlorn period by our crack brained Computers in Communication teacher, when a flighty soul liberated me from all pain and suffering :) My fine feathered friend flew past our classroom, and showed me the better part of life and liberty. Thus, happiness liberated, I decided to dedicate a poem to my liberator in that dull and mundane period…

The flight of Her’s
[ written in thanks to a brown pigeon which saved my soul from ultimate depression and hate. thank you :) ]

‘Cross oceans, vast seas, lands she flew,
To find a realm, of peace, of hue.
Unwelcome darts did blockade every path,
Invited they, with open arms, Mars’ due wrath!

And as she flew through hearts of conflict,
A tiny beam, a ray, of hope did inflict;
She a happy bird, landed in joy,
To be confronted; Oh She! It was all a coy!

Into his heart, she flew in like the wind,
Trapped she was; the heart, she  found, had no mint!
A group,  and army, saddening that true heart,
She tried to med, alas it was beyond all chart!

In those depths of death, so dark,
She clutched onto that heart, that last mark.
And from darkness to light, she flew with him,
A rush of light, liberating his whim!

To be free, Oh freedom behold!
Into a rush of change; she did mould!
Thank you, my dear, for driving away the dark!
Thank you, thank you, my fair fond lark!

- Neo Garfield
4.7.2007

I hope that you grab the essence of the poem. Please do let me know about your views. Cheers :) And have a great week :)


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July 9, 2007 | Filed Under A thought..., My life and more..., My writings | 2 Comments 

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