Quips from the classroom

One of the most challenging things that I have done for myself is taking up a job in a school and re-entering classrooms (it lists among places I passionately hate, like changing rooms, aquariums, Uttam Nagar bus terminal etc etc). I learn, unlearn simultaneously in a world which is so far away from my comfort zone.

Mass Comm schools should make their students work with adolescent students. It just changes your perspective on communication. They will carry impressions for a lifetime, I promise you.

I haven't known if I am good/bad at what I do. All I know is, I am a very different person than what I was, say, a year ago. I work with teachers who are exhausted at the end of a teaching day, yet passionate about their job. I work with students, who nonchalantly possess sacred powers to either make me feel like tearing my hair apart/ feel warm and fuzzy inside everyday. Either way, it depends on their mood, really. 

And then there are those who drag me to the lighter side of life. I am listing a few here:

Miss, I am going to give you gift

Aww...that's sweet H. But no, you shouldn't. Just focus on your work.

No, I bring you gift. You open. It have snake. It bite you, you dead, I happy that no one scold me now. (He wasn't laughing, trust me)

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Two kids were fighting and one of them was crying

What happened, you two? What is this all about?

Miss, he said bad word to me. He called me a geeerrrlll..

A what?

Geerrl, Miss..You. He called me you.(And he cried more)

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The class was instructed to write a letter, imagining themselves to be a character from the play that they were reading. The character has met with an accident and he is writing a letter to his girlfriend, hoping nothing has changed between them because of the accident and resulting change in his appearance. While most of the students wrote emotional and moving letters, a reluctant writer composed something like this.

Dear love,

What kind of girlfriend are you? You can't even visit me in the hospital when I am sick? Get lost then. Go back to your f***tard life and dont come back

Always awesome,

Me.

(That, my friend, is called a closure)

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A group of students were discussing food habits and cuisines. They discovered, much to their shock, that I m a vegetarian. One of them looks at me sympathetically and says "Miss, life very hard for vegetarians. I am so sorry for your loss"

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On a day when I was almost tearing my hair apart, a student comes to me and imparts wisdom

"Miss, why you so angry? My mom says girls happy when they have babies. Have baby. It make you happy then you don't put on report"

(I didn't open my mouth the whole day)

Needless to say, I accept defeated.

Yes, it took me close to eight months to post this one. What was I doing till then? I got married, silly. Good noe... Oh yeah, Thanks-wanks, lovely wishes and all... So, here I am. Shaadi-Shudaa and Settled. Waise, I must admit that changing my facebook relationship status to 'married' was a bit of a 'thee-hee-hee' moment.

And guess what else? I quit my job before the wedding, that too out of sheer impulse. I was not only to leave my city, but also my country after marriage. So resigned. It doesn't hurt. At least not till you are in your own city. Once you move out of the city, or the country as in my case, then it gets you. The very lack of activity and loneliness hits you real hard.

So here I am. In the land of bedouins and the northern most emirate in UAE - Ras al Khaimah. From Delhi to Ras al Khaimah. The Journey, meri zubaani. Me thinks that this could be a chapter's title in my autobiography. I could even use bombastic expressions in it and portray yours truly as holier-sensitive-smarter-than-thou.

So what else? Nothing much. Aur batao kya chal raha hai? Bas chal raha hai...

That's pretty much how most my conversations online have reduced to. There is another cringeworthy How is married life treating you? but we will discuss that fiddle-faddling some other day. So what all have I been doing these days? Scroll down.


- I set up my home. It looks quite comfortable and nice, actually. Here's just one picture of the living room.



- I am cooking. G.A.S.P! And doing a pretty good job at that, By the way.


- Trying to scrub some rust off my fingers. Matlab, one of the nicest things that can happen is that I may be able to update this blog everyday. On writing whatever I want to. A short story might just be on its way
- Complete reading a book. I have shamefully taken such a long time for it that I am wouldn't want to even name it.
- Looking for a job- Predictable naa
- Gossips over prolonged skype sessions.
- Learning to blow a whistle. Now, I really wanted to take out time for this fine art since childhood. I live at the 16th floor of a building and there is no one to even bother me. Want too use it while watching Thalaivar's movies.
- Reading blogs.

Thats all I can recall as of now. Frankly, I cant think much when I am hungry. Off to munch..taa-daaa coochiess.

P.S- So for those who want to know what is it like getting married? My answer is - I don't know. Ah, these pink shades 

Things I want to do in my lifetime

It is always important to dream. It makes you stronger. Being a compulsive day-dreamer, here is my brief list of what I want to do in this lifetime:

1) I want to go for a holiday to Venice, even alone.
2) be a connoisseur in cooking
3) own a house, well-ventilated, happy and with a study. Near the mountains.
4) become a writer. I think I have a lot to say.
5) Adopt a girl child.

Photo courtesy: pinklabel.wordpress.com

6) Heal people -(Magic???)
7) Learn a lot of languages.
8) Read, Read, Read, Read and Read.
9) Dance like no one is watching, everyday :D
10) Find new reasons to update this blog, like everyday...woooohhooo