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Dil Se…

chaahe tum kuch na kaho, maine sun liya…
ke saathi pyaar ka, mujhe chun liya.
chun liyaaaa..maine sun liyaa

pehla nasha, pehla khummar
naya pyaar hai, naya intezaar    

karloo mein kya apna haal
ye dil ae bekaraar
mere dil ae bekaraar , tu hi bata!     [pehla nasha]

udthaa hi phirum in hawaom mein kahi
yaa mein jhool jaavu in ghattavom mein kahi.    -2

ek kar doo aasman aur zameen
kaho yaaron kya karu kya nahi      [pehla nasha]

usne baath ki, kuch aise dang se
sapne de gaya woh hazaaron rang ke               -2

rah jaau jaise mein haar ke
aur choome vo mujhe pyaar se      [pehla nasha]

OUTSTANDING

It was a fine tuesday morning and I heard the assembly anthem been sung when i reached the gate. But the security let me in that day without making me run around the compound, asking apology letter or arranging a meeting with the principal, probably because I was a new student to KV. It was my second week in the school.

As soon as I took the seat near Vinu, he asked, “Dude, have you written the homework? First hour is Chemistry.”

Oh!!!! I didn’t…

Me: Vinu, you know what? We are not supposed to write homework. Great people said that teacher is someone who gives us something to take home to think other than homework. And now by thinking about homework, doing the homework you have insulted the teacher. And by Indian mythologies teachers are to be considered as GOD. You are such a shame to the whole student community.

Even though i said that, Vinu was so nice to give me his book to copy the homework.But the homework was quite long that I dropped the plan to write as the madam was almost in class and also I realized that i took the physics tuition note instead of my chemistry class-note. But the guy sitting in the first bench was not ready to quit (stupid guy!). He kept on writnig the assignment which reminded ma’am about the homework saga. Just after the attendance drama ma’am spoke out.

Teacher: Safeer (the first bench guy), stand up. Those who have not written the homework, stand up.

I decided the moment itself that I wont stand up but then a guy from the other end of the class stood up. That made me rethink about my decision and I thought the teacher would give me a newcomer consideration similar to the security. I stood up. And the most amazing thing was the 3 of us who were standing were the only people who had not written the assignment. Teacher waited for another more minute considering the inertia of the students to stand. And then..

Teacher: Three of you get out of the class.

I was not really shocked, as this was a common happening in the old school and i started walking towards the door when the first guy shouted.

Guy 1: I am done with the homework ma’am….

I just stopped to see what was gonna happen next. Teacher went through the book and let him sit. 

Gosh, this is going to be bad.
 

Then I noticed that the second guy hadn’t moved an inch from his previous position. I thought “Is this guy deaf?”. The teacher was looking us when he told “Ma’am, I was absent yesterday”.

Bloody heck. Why is he so interested in sitting in the class?

Teacher signaled him to sit down and stared at me. Standing half way to the door i looked her back and she showed me the door with her eyes. There was complete silence and everyone was looking at me walking to the door.

What is happening???

The small kids and teachers walking through the corridor were looking at me like an alien.

Well, that is it. To be an OUTSTANDING person is considered bad in this school. I may be in deep trouble. I should somehow solve this problem with the teacher.

Just after the class was over; the teacher walked past me showing no signs that her sensory system recognized my existence. I ran after her and interrupted her dramatic walk towards the lab.

Me: Excuse me , Maam. I am sorry. I wont repeat it again. Pardon me this time.

She spoke nothing for a minute and just stared at me. And I was faking the naivest of look that could appear in my face.

Teacher: OK. Go to class.

Me: Actually, Ma’am I had an exam today and was preparing for that whole night.

Teacher: Is it a Maths exam? (She had a sorry feeling look in her face)

I guess she have something for mathematics. It is better to say ‘Yes’.

Me: Yes. And the tuition sir is really strict that he wont let us sit in his class if we score less.

GOSH!!!! What am I telling???

Teacher: Tuition!!! And what do you think of us? You can come to school without doing your assignment and take it for granted that we let you in.

Me: Yes ma’am.. I mean, NO Ma’am.. Err…

Teacher: I want to see your classnote. Bring it to me.. NOW

Me: Ahem… I haven’t brought it today. Actually i took my physics tuition note instead of chemistry class note..

Idiot, stop using the word ‘tuition’. Run for your life now..

Teacher: What the heck!! Get Lost! And make sure you show me your notebook before you attend any of my class. 

I guess ‘Sublimation’ is the phenomenon that happened to me at that moment…

The Art called Teaching

I am into the business of teaching for some months now.. A friend of mine who run a study center for B-Tech students called me up asking if I could take one of the subjects and I took the risk!.

It is really funny to see people listening to you as if you were reciting Bhagvat Gita(what a simile!), writing down notes even if you ask them not to (actually I am afraid that they will compare the note with the textbook to find mistakes). And most interestingly you get people to try your jokes at and these people actually LAUGH!! It was surprising in the beginning but now I am used to it.

And all of a sudden there are some people who call you SIR, and only SIR. And they use this word atleast once in every sentence. Is this some kind of disease??

I am not an experienced teacher and the problem is that my students are very much experienced as STUDENTS. And this is a dangerous thing.. They had seen more teachers than the no: of Maruti cars I had seen. Thinking of this creates goosebumps for me. Anyways, nothing bad happened till date..:)

Will be back with more teaching news, soon.. :)

PS: BTW, I am a very bad artist!

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