Killer language...

It would be unfair to the purpose of my blog if this one weren't put here..
These are the gems of language usage, most of them by the 'perpetrators' of education upon us !


Principal to student..." I saw u yesterday rotating near girls hostel pulling cigarette... ? "

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Class teacher once said :

" Pick up the paper and fall in the dustbin!!!"

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Once the Hindi teacher said...."I'm going out of the world to America.."

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"..DON'T TRY TO TALK IN FRONT OF MY BACK.."

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Don't..laugh at the back benches...otherwise teeth and all will be fallen down.....

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It was very hot in the afternoon when the teacher entered.. She tried to switch the fan on, but there was some problem. and then she said

" Why is fan not oning" (ing form of on)

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Teacher in a furious mood...

Write down your name and father of your name!!

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"shhh... quiet... the principal is revolving around college"

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My manager started like this

"Hi, I am Madhu, Married with two kids"

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"I'll illustrate what I have in my mind" said the professor and erased the board

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"Will u hang that calender or else I'll HANG MYSELF"

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Librarian scolding the student," IF U WILL TALK AGAIN , I WILL KNEEL DOWN OUTSIDE"

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Chemistry HOD comes and tells us...

"My aim is to study my son and marry my daughter"

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Tomorrow call your parents, especially mother and father

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"Why are you looking at the monkeys outside when i am in the class?!"

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Lab assistant said this when my friend wrote wrong code..

"I understand. You understand. Computer how understand??

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Seeing the principal passing by, the teacher told the noisy class..

"Keep quiet, the principal has passed away"

'Holy' Intentions..

I went to my children today. On reaching there, I learned that some group of foreigners was expected there. So we didn't plan anything and just chatted. I learned the names of some more children, listened to a pre-nursary kid's ABCD song, and taught some geography in the map of India to a 10th grader. I didn't tell him that I myself never attempted any single question of map in my 10th board and got 69% marks in Geography. Would have given him a wrong signal..lol. Then I corrected a long time mistake of theirs. They always introduced themselves as "I am XYZ from PQR." Today I taught them to break this introduction up into two separate sentences - "I am XYZ. (And) I am from PQR."

I asked the caretaker what the foreigners did with children. They had been coming from previous 2 days. He told me that they taught songs and dance to children and did some activities. I was excited. It was definitely going to be a delight to see foreigners meeting these children who do not properly understand english. I wanted to see the expressions of both, the children and the visitors. We chatted and in about 15 minutes, the group came. They had a translator with them who was a teenager from India.

The excitement soon disappeared and to my disappointment, the group proved to be completely different from what I had expected. Apparantly they were spreading their religion. They had many papers with their prayers written on them, which they hung on the clothesline. They had their holy scriptures, some religious emblems, and other such things. All of them seemed to be the teachers of their religion. The children were following everything they were being told to do but only few were really listening.

While trying not to be judgemental, I was really in a predicament. What should take more weight - the fact that a religious institution is providing home to those children and looking after them or the fact that in return they are probably subtly trying to influence the choice of their religion. Perhaps the first. I enquired with some elder children of the place later. They told me that no explicit instructions or requests had ever been made to adopt the religion. But with what I saw there for 2 hours, you could affect any child's choice by teaching and showing such things to him at such a tender age (2-18 years). Of course affecting this choice is not a big cost when seen in the light of what they are giving to these children. Still, what pains me is the fact that religion really means so much to some highly educated people.

I have been born in an Indian Hindu family but still never believed in any religion. My mom and dad do daily prayers and inculcated in me as a child all the good religious habits but they never tried to grow me into a religious person unless I myself wanted to, which I didn't. Today I sit with them in all the major prayers but I do not really worship or go to a temple and they are fine with it. Because I am still a sensitive and caring person. I care for human beings, for life. Religion doesn't matter for me. And still I believe in a some power which is controlling such a mysterious thing called life. I believe in rebirth because some theories really make sense to me. But these have nothing to do with a particular faith. If the argument is to grow the children into responsible, and sensitive human beings, we can just explain to them the contradictions that point at some controlling force, without any bias of faith.

I respect this institution very much for what they are doing for these children but it disappointed me to discover that their intentions lack logic. Investing those 2 hours telling them about rebirth could have fascinated every one of them present there. Teaching religion would hardly add any value to their lives.

3 years in job..

Today marks the completion of 3 years of my career. I am still a corporate baby but have matured from what I was 3 years ago when I joined my first company. I have grown in role from an Engineer-Trainee to a Business Analyst, not a bad performance !

The feeling of being independent is indeed invaluable. But a balance of work and life is still missing. I am still single and my parents perhaps expect more of their son's personal time. Perhaps it's time to start working on a balance as well.

Title awaited..

Yesterday I went to attend the information session by the Indian School of Business at the Radisson, Noida. I guess the Radisson was chosen for icing the image cake of the school in our minds.

It rained at the last hour and drenched me completely. I even stopped under a shade for about 15 minutes but it refused to concede. Finally I had to take off in that downpour. The air conditioned hall of the Radisson didn't help of course and water kept dribbling from my clothes for the next 2 hours. Wet and shivering, I felt all the time as if I was sitting in a bathtub and frankly the feeling was discomforting with all those girls around.

Anyways, I attended the entire ISB information session from my bath seat, hoping that someone would notice my sincerity and would ask my name and application number. But sadly that didn't happen.

Straight out of the head..

If you like me, raise your hands
If you don’t, raise your standards.

A hilarious phrase on the gtalk profile of one of my friends lightened up my mood for a moment.

A long time relationship had ended tonight for me. It wasn’t a tearful encounter or a formal break off. She just walked away from me, and knowingly for both, from my life. Just like that. There was no word of separation, just a dramatic turn of life. I wouldn’t say it’s not painful because it is. But last few months have taught me one thing very painfully – To respect the unknown forces of life even when it does not go your way. I am composed.

I had a very unfavorable and eventful childhood, yet I always preferred to think that I drove my life to a very large extent all those years, mainly because I was able to achieve a few important things against all odds with my single minded focus. But last few months, life has tossed me mercilessly. Some of those kicks have even been for eventual good as I see them now. Still, I am calling them all a little painful because none of them was according to my planning. Initially I resisted. I tried to snatch control. But this time it was unrelenting. It only increased its force.

The last few months, I have started looking at myself from outside my body, from somewhere in the corner of the room, as a lone pawn being moved by all those variables nobody has ever discovered. I still prefer working hard to challenge the odds but perhaps I know better than ever before when to respect those forces and wait for their next push. The realization makes things less painful at times.