Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Go Figure!!
Well,This is my birthday present for Myself !!
Only to brief it out, I lost my childhood at school, adosolence at junior college ,teens during degree and of course my freedom as student during my PG.What I didnt lose are memories which I can relate to..even today...I just found a fun way of filling things up :)
1 number of finger I use to SMS/chat
2 number of siblings I have
3 the time at which I sleep(morning)
4 the finger on which my wedding ring goes on(left of course)
5 current page of the book I am reading now(“absolute power” by Baldacci)
6 number of times I fell while learning to drive
7 my lucky number all the time
8 number of times I eat (including mid night)
9 number of working hours per day
10 the month I was born into
11 number of Barbie Dolls I have till now
12my current laptop battery charge percentage
13number I consider most unlucky, even when nothing bad happened.
14 only number which is not related to my life in any way!
15 number of posts I wrote in Hive (till now)
16number of steps I need to take to reach my classroom
17 number of holidays I got due to T-bandh
18 number of letters in my name
19number of tabs I open while working through internet
20 Number of years I studied, though I don't remember much
21 My past age
22 My present age ^-^
~Happy Birthday~
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Sixteen Steps
I bit my nails as they called me. A lady in her late
forties was waiting for me. She greeted with a warm smile and I tried to smile
reflecting the same warmth.
"Please take your seat”, she said, “You will need to
handle a very naughty batch. Is that okay with you?” she added concernedly.
"I can handle them”, I assured.
I have taken a teaching job at a well known engineering
college."Go climb up one floor and turn to your left. That’s
where your class is”, the lady directed me.I adjusted my glasses and nodded my head in agreement.
I walked along the corridor and observed the walls .They
were painted in deep brown which makes you feel you were visiting some kind of a Monet exhibition.
Each step I took was gliding to new dimension of life. My head was
full of thoughts-Is this what I truly want? Not taking a job in a software
company but to teach? Was my dream that strong as to be a teacher all my life?
Deep thoughts were pouring in my head. I wanted to live a
life with no regrets. But, some where I still be repentant for not making into
MSIT course, it was partly my fault and partly the game of fate. Now I stand twelve
steps away from my destiny.
I brushed my hair once more. The wind was blowing my way. I
looked away from the hall way .The College was surrounded with greenery and had
a calm life. I felt the winter chills. I shrugged and took few more steps.
I gripped the chalk piece tightly and bit my lower lip and
took another three steps. There is no looking back in life. Past is just the mist,
you can never hold it even if you want too and future in like the dew which can
never give you the clear view. What I have now is only the present, like the rain,
where I can hold each drop of life and save it to make good memories.
I chanted the letters in my name and covered the remaining steps.
I took a deep breath and stood behind the door, other side of the door lays the
world I have never tasted before. Not knowing how wonderful or painful it will
be for me, I entered into the class room.
I saw happy, excited, dull and no emotion faces. I smiled at
my students. I gave a brief
introduction about myself. As I took the chalk piece and wrote my name on
board I realized I was born ready.
