learning and growing

It will be a lie if I say that I did not wait for this year to end. Hogwarts kept me busy throughout with this and that and whenever I got some free time, I either read a book, decorated my apartment or studied more to improve myself as a professional. There were days when I worked till 1 at night inside the school. There were days when I wrote, recorded, taught people to dance, taught class 10 chapters beyond the syllabus, made them bookmarks and cooked all by myself- and I did it altogether. Such that the days passed very quickly and I did not even understand. Waking up at 7 in the morning knowing that the day won't end soon, often made my journey from my bed to the bathroom very difficult. But I am through all of it for this year and that includes me getting saline once after Diwali and finishing a two months newsletter in 2 hours and meeting the deadline. Hogwarts so far has been a place from where I learned every moment. Being a mentor to my class 9 mentees , that too all boy...

And i get back to what i dearly missed for the past two months odd. Life kept me pretty busy. There has been too much of learning at the professional level and I am still getting used to the fact that I am no more a beginner in this field and though young, the professional environment has accepted me like never before. I am very happy to announce that my school has won the Green school of the year award [ north ] and also the best infrastructure [ jury choice ] award at the Global education Awards 2019. It has been ranked as the No.1 co-ed boarding school in Rajasthan for 6 consecutive years now and has achieved 14th rank in all over India among the co-ed boarding schools of the country by ISRA. The award ceremony will be held on 28th and 29th September in Gurgaon. At present the school is busy with the academic exchange program with Canford school, UK as well as ongoing excursions. Now that i am done with praise for my school , i shall come back to some regular talks. It too might in...

One free day at Hogwarts and here I write. I lost my grandmother three days back. She passed away in the hospital on Monday morning at around 11.30 in the morning. She had been in the hospital for around a month and had a massive cerebral attack that resulted to her death. She was 78 and the grief can be compensated. But nothing can ever compensate the death of my father. Nothing ever will. I lost him when i was not supposed to and he passed away when his hard work was about to give fruitful results. But this is life i guess. We hope, we lose and we learn to accept. My mother went back to West Bengal on Tuesday and she boarded the flight all alone for the first time and did everything all okay despite the fact that we reached late at the airport due to the high traffic on Delhi-Gurugram highway. I am all alone in a new state, living in a duplex with no one except for my books. My mother hence on will be staying in our house in Durgapur and I shall continue living the way I am. I am li...

 A lot has been happening the past few days. I moved to Alwar, Rajasthan. And my campus infrastructure is the most beautiful thing on earth. It is so beautiful. We also have an observatory which only a few schools in India have. I am fortunate to work in one of them. I got lost three times in the campus as i was searching for the conference hall yesterday. We had an ice- breaking session with our new principal. Each table had six members and each member was given a paper and we were told by the principal to not see the paper unless asked to. Then we were told to stand up in our places and see the paper and solve it ourselves. The time given to us was 10 minutes. In those ten minutes we had to run to people around us and ask them their names as per the question criteria. For ex - there was a question that said " I am the youngest in the school family " and i had to write my name there while people flocked to me asking me for my name. Once this was done we were asked to make t...

The wave of feminism is now a days hugely misinterpreted by so many who themselves claim to be social activists. Not just that. Men are being misunderstood everywhere even when they are not at fault. Maybe men are silly and insensitive sometimes but not all men are disgusting and not all men go against the work culture of  women . There are men who support the work drive in women. They don't just support the work drive but also respect it. Misandry and feminism should not be misinterpreted. This is one. Second thing that I want to share is that there is this tea stall in front of my B.Ed college is the one place in that area that allows the people to sit and gaze freely. The ' chaiwala' is friendly and does not ask you silly questions. He is in fact one of the few gentlemen I have come across in Chhatarpur. He is not rich but has manners and decency. His wife helps him out with his daily chores and he too helps her with the making of the lunch everyday, which i noticed jus...

Now that the countdown has begun I can write a few things about this place. Long back when i got the interview call i had some misgivings but I preferred it over the other two jobs that i got in Kolkata. Because of the brand of course. I wanted my first job to have that class. And then ,after I was appointed as a teacher ,Mohit, who is the accountant of our school and now a good friend of mine, showed me  our house in Chhatarpur where my mother and I were supposed to stay for the remaining of our time here. " Surendra Villaz " as they spell it was a lonely and a little isolated colony near Chhatarpur railway station and to this day it still is. To add twist in my story we were not the only residents in the new house of this colony. We were asked to share our space with another male teacher. At first the way Mohit introduced everything to us, I thought that this new male teacher from Egypt would actually be an elderly man or something. But later we found out he was a kid of m...

I wanted to write what all i shall miss after leaving MP. But something more important came up. And i will write about that. Today for the first time in my life , I had to bribe a civil servant to get my work done. And I became a part of the corruption. So I think MP will be remembered as not just the state that gave me the foundation year of my career, but also the state that dragged me towards doing something i completely diagree with. If i had been very much money minded so far, from today i am more of that. My real life experiences with the world outside is teaching me at every single step that money is what you need to survive in this cruel and dirty world. If you have the currency, you are the master. All of these stand against my communal ways of leading a guilt free life. General service no more comes at a free cost. I won't be surprised if the government someday in the near future start taking tax from the common people for breathing in Oxygen. I mean of course they will ...