learning and growing

Here is to one of the longest days in my life. Running around useless people to get the work done. O by useless people I mean morons twice my age. Never mind. This is a part of the work experience I never looked forward to. And students, well they always expect you to be superhuman and want your attention all the time. Did I not tell my readers that teaching is the most difficult job in the world because no matter what you feel and how you feel you are supposed to deliver it all well. If you take a leave students will ask you " why" as if they are in charge of your life. Do i ever ask my students about their life? Then why are they so interested in exploring the personal details of someone. Not just that but also misbehaving at the same time. Back in Kolkata, atleast students know how to behave and give the due respect a teacher deserves and not question why did they make a certain choice. Teaching is my job and that does not mean that I am readily available all the time. I a...

Today was one of those days when I had the time and mood to watch a good movie and I finally watched The Castaway. Useless to tell that Tom Hanks nailed his character as always. But more than that there were so many other things that I fell in love with in this movie. The graphics, the costume, the direction and location were not only perfect for the modern adaptation of Defoe's Crusoe but all quite sufficiently was able to echo the quest of an existentialist and the hopelessness of an absurdist. The man god relation or the man nature relation could not have been better portrayed with all its zeal. Nature has its own ways to tell us that we are nothing but playthings to her. From being in an airplane to being on a lonely island with noone around, not even wild animals not only brings out the atom of the horror of a perfect nightmare but also makes us realize how things can change so fast within a matter of a few minutes such that a man can and is forced to drink just like an animal...

Yesterday when my colleagues came to my house, I tried making tea. It turned out to be a complete disaster. And I felt bad. Not for them. But for myself. I locked myself up in my room and started watching youtube videos to make basic items like sooji. And then i went to the kitchen with all the dramatic ideas in my mind thinking now I will make some good food and mummy will be happy. But then my first attempt was a waste again because i burned the entire sooji. The second attempt was okay since my mother helped me out. But I was not satisfied. Because it was not solely by me. Hence today morning i tried it out again and I did it. I finally did it. And I took it to school. I made it for a colleague who reminds me of my father and he appreciated my food. Mission accomplished. This was the first thing I wanted to share. The second thing that makes me write this is my pity and hatred for and towards people who think they are the best, despite not being that. I mean how much pride can such ...

It was another good day. Away from work and stuff. How i like it?! And exploring more of a new place with a friend is exactly what can light up an otherwise boring day. It was a work related thing that my friend and I went out for but since nothing worked out, we ended up walking and me exploring. We came across a small pond and since I am a little dreamy and like such stuffs, I loved it. I am sure my friend was bored to death but he too ended up taking some pictures of that pond. Then we walked. He had his food and we went to two shopping malls where my friend bought a giant size umbrella for him. He told me that he wanted an umbrella that could cover his ass and so he bought that. And then we came back to a small tea stall by the road. Street tea and a little talking with the owner of the tea stall made my friend decide that he will give away his old umbrella to someone in need. The man in the tea stall obviously being his first choice but when asked for the man said that he had an u...

I believe that good times pass and bad times too. The joy that i feel today will not last long but I don't regret for I had a good day today. There were basically two reasons. The second reason is what makes me write my blog now. A class three kid whom i call chocolate pudding gave me a card and a letter today. In the letter she wrote ( and i will type exactly what she has written except for a few spellings). So it goes like this " Respected Kamalika ma'am You are a friendly, peaceful, honest and a good teacher. You are my role model. Whatever and whenever you do anything, you never do it in pressure. You always do it with your mind and choice, like whenever there is no teacher in the bus and all say ma'am you have to stay but you don't stay, in this it your choice. I have never think that you are a teacher but I always think that you are my friend. You are really a hard working teacher and woman. Thanks. " Folks just avoid the grammatical errors for it is a l...

The weather in M.P is all cool due to heavy downpour and I can't be more thankful to God about it. It is a welcoming change except for the ' no electricity when it rains' which is a part of the package. Yesterday night as I sat by the window of my room I could not stop myself from thinking of the different lives that people live in different places. Often when you move by a place and you are inside a train, you get to see villages and you can't stop yourself from thinking how the place looks like when it rains there. There comes a sense of longing with it. To be united with nature. I always wondered how the places might be which are just next to a railway track. And today i stay in a house which is right next to it. It is no different. With the trains often passing by it,it just helps one feel that one too is a part of the journey. The wheels, the horn of the train makes the experience so lively and the rain that accompanies it often, is so equal for all of us. The rain...