learning and growing

Some readers asked me as to why i don't write as often as i used to? It is just that i had a given goal to the number of pageviews that i received. I have reached that number and so , as i had mentioned before, i shall only write when i want to. Also I have realized that i am becoming more private with my issues now a days. So i might not find it very comfortable to share all my feelings here. Some philosophical approaches towards life and work will always be shared with my readers though. And that brings me to the one thing that is inside my mind for sometime now. I feel distanced. I am finding it hard to give a meaningful definition to my life right now.  Money does make me happy. But the working pattern has become monotonous. I am learning and teaching but not the way i had always dreamed of. There is something missing in my life right now. Something so essential and vital that i can almost feel it taking a shape in my mind with its empty form. And i am not losing myself becaus...

Someone from my hometown asked me ' how are you dealing with the students now? '. I started laughing because that is something i am still learning. We laughed, when i told her that some students think that i am one of them because i look young but they forget i am elder to them. The thing is i can be a friend to my students but again one cannot expect me to be a friend who will chat and gossip with them. I would rather laugh at their foolish behaviour . I do it almost all the time. I try to correct them when they are wrong. And then obviously comes my likes and dislikes.  But that is a different thing. I am a peaceful person and i HATE [ irrespective of the age] people who try my patience. I am a realist and a straightforward person. I cannot lie about anything. If a student does not know how to behave in the class that student must be treated accordingly. Anyway. I realized something. I ordered two things on Amazon and they arrived today. I felt happy. I wonder how celebritie...

Wish i could only know the beginnings after the ending of most of my favourite movies and novels. As a reader i have my own theories and versions but I often wonder about the creator's  perspective. Did the characters struggle again? If they did why? How did they handle it? Was it necessary for them to do so? What were the other options they had? I guess we will never know. This was the first thought that came to my mind and hence I wrote it down. There are a few other things that i want to share. Now what exactly brings me back to my blog? A normal conversation with one of the students of class ten. And as i went along with the conversation i felt that only if our school had a counselling cell for both the students and the teachers. Anyway. Let us get on then. The peace of the surroundings prevail but there is restlessness inside the mind as always. Every night i go to sleep, the thought that I WILL DIE SOMEDAY comes to me. We do so many things but all of it is temporary. Surviv...