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Forgotten!

It was a hot summer Sunday. Mother just came out of the shower ..a crisp starched saree in pastel yellow..and wet hair…freshness oozing! Ravi and his cousins were chatting and playing in the garden while the elders sipped on cool lemonade and discussed worldly affairs. The children decided to play one of their favourite games-Hide and Seek. “Today I will hide in a place that no one is able to guess” Ravi thought. He went around the large house looking for a place to hide. A store room filled with old and broken furniture was ideal, he thought. At the count of 10, the children ran to hide themselves. Ravi mustered every bit of courage and went into the dark room..What if there were spiders and lizards? He decided to brave it. He wanted to win today. He hid behind a broken table …sweat was tickling down his back..He took the name of all the Gods introduced to him by his mother! “I will emerge victorious this time”..he coaxed himself! He imagined the moment when...

Day 100-Alls well that ends well

This is my 100 th post-my last post-The post that celebrates my victory-my proof to myself that if I set my mind to something I can do it. It has been one hell of a journey..some days I was brimming with ideas and in a few others I was practically BLANK-nothing to write about or think about or talk about..But I made it. This is more a reiteration..a conversation with myself…a celebration of myself ..of conquering my weakness and inability to be able to do anything consistently. This journey has also been about a lot of learning -that one needs to persevere and fight the inner demon of doubt and laziness -that one needs motivation –from within and outside -One can never be sure where motivation could come from-so be observant-be sensitive -that sometimes perfection doesn’t matter as much as effort or task more than anything I have realized today that consistency is important but what is more important is growth. It is also time for gratitude-for all the people..t...

Day 99-Be prepared to FAIL

It is so true that inside every teacher of the new, alternate method of education, is a very traditional teacher who likes being respected and treated superior. We all were educated in a quite beurocratic system ourselves and so, no matter how much we may be trained in a system, our heart years for the same treatment that we rendered to our teachers-of fear and respect. Today I experienced the pain of children saying a “NO” to me. And the teacher in me just couldn’t accept it. I was angry and helpless and even though I couldn’t show any of these emotions, I tried finding out from the children why they did not like to receive presentations. I invited a boy for a presentation and he said the dreaded word-NO. It was categorical and resolute. I asked him..Why? He asked me back “Why should I?”The sales person in me took over and so I asked him..”Why do you come to school?”. He said “To play”. I had to give up my efforts and decided to let go of this child. Sometimes with children, we...