Monday, 14 December 2015

THE MONKEY RETURNS


Do you know that our mind behaves like a monkey---always jumping from one place to other, copying others and creating confusion where ever it is.
                 I was determined not to open my mouth on any account. Suddenly I realized that my mouth was my first enemy . I have come across incidents were the solution would have been got more easily and quickly had I not interfered.  Sometimes I have seen problems getting aggravated because of my arguing. I am quite sure that I had been on the right side always in an argument but it didnot fetch me anything. It is rightly said that 'you win an argument but lose a friend'.  And so decided not open my mouth today how much temping it might be. Have you started wondering where I am and why I want to maintain silent? Then let me explain it to you.
                I was sitting in the office room of my colony to attend a meeting.  I was holding the position of a member of the action committee and I held the responsibility of getting the important works done along with four others.  Now the problem we had to sort out  was regarding the dumping of the garbage in the open plot of our colony. This situated at the end of lane 3 of our colony and the owner was some where abroad.  It had been vacant from the day the colony came into existence and the neighboring houses had been dumping their wastes in that place for a long time.  Recently it was noticed that municipal garbage van coming to that colony was also doing the same.   This led to foul smell emerging from that place and the residents nearby faced a terrible problem. More over it had become a breeding place for rodents and mosquitoes.
               The president started the meeting and asked for some ideas. I once again remained my mind not to open its mouth. One of the committee member suggested that we should provide big dustbins at every corner so that people came dump their garbage in it.  But another argued that people used to throwing in open lands will not use the bins.  Another member suggested that the open land be cleaned and converted into park so that children can use it.  But many doubted if that would work as the open plot was not in the center of the colony and also it did not have enough place for placing children playing equipment.  Moreover if the owner returned and demanded for his land it had to be returned. So the discussion moved on but did not come to a proper decision . It was then the monkey in mind returned.
     'Why can't we arrange for a shed and place a God's idol there after cleaning  so that nobody would dare to throw garbage there. The owner would also be thrilled to have GOD residing in his plot I said and continued As it is we donot have any temples in our colony and it would be welcomed by both the women and old people.'   There was total silence for a minute after my suggestion but a second later everyone started talking leading to utter confusion. Each one started suggesting his favorite God's idol leading to differences in opinions. Also there were few asking for the construction of a  hall to conduct yoga or meditation classes. Some welcomed that idea saying that the hall could be a boon  for small parties. It could generate revenue for the college funds whereas temple could fetch only a meager amount. Slowly the arguments heated up with members spitting into two groups one supporting the construction of temple and the other the the community hall.    The original problem of stopping the people from throwing the garbage into open land was completely forgotten and the discussion changed its route completely. Time elapsed quickly but no result was achieved fruitfully. At last it was time for the meeting to wind up but we couldnot come to a final decision--Thanks to monkey in my mind.


Friday, 20 November 2015

A PEACEFUL LIFE------ROBBED

                                                                     A PEACEFUL LIFE
              I always hated noise. Even my children were afraid  to make noise when I was at home. Being allergic to busy city life and noises there I constructed a house far away from the madding crowd some 20 kilometers away from the heart of the city.There was greenery surrounding my house, I loved the fresh air and peaceful atmosphere there. Going for long walks, raising different types of plants,  enjoying and praising nature become my daily routines till one day I found that another person was constructing a house next to mine.  Though at first I was disappointed that my purpose of building the house was lost, my wife was happy that she got a neighbor to chat.Then started my headches slowly as the house started to take shape. The workers continuously shouting to each other, the sounding horns and wheels of the trucks bringing sand and cement. the sound of the iron rods being cut--all started troubling my nerves. Slowly the work was completed and the neighbors started living in the house.    
                                 
                                       



                                  After a few days I came to know that my neighbour was a big industrialist and had people pouring in his house all the time. One such dealer was a real estate  dealer  who fixed his eyes upon the open lands there. Now you can imagine what happens. Slowly the empty plots were filled with stone, sand and cement and within the blink of a eyelid , huge structures came into existence.  Apartments of five stores became a common feature. Suddenly the whole place seemed to be filled with cars, two wheeler s, autos plying all the time beeping to their he artful and  irritating my ear. A school, a clinic, a shopping mall, an automobile workshop, all seemed to appear in no time robbing my peaceful life. There were houses with their pets barking all the time, houses with youth listeneing to loud music, cabs moving and disturbing the silent night.
                                     Thus I was robbed of living a peaceful life. But the owner of the land there praises me  saying that I WAS A LUCKY PERSON FOR HIM  as he had earned a huge fortune selling those bits of land. Now I am nurturing an idea of the houses here and moving to a still far away place  to recover my peaceful life.!!!


INSPIRATIONS

           
     I should have been ten years old when I had got hurt on my leg and had to go to a corporate hospital.  The  white apron nurses, the clean and neat atmosphere, the well educated doctors getting down from costly cars walking majestically certainly inspired  me young heart.  As days passed and as I grew my role models kept on changing from movie heroes to sports stars. But only when I started working as a teacher  I came across a person who really inspired me. The love he had for  children, his views towards the development of society, his interest in activity based teaching, his ideas in helping the slow learners really wondered me. He was ever ready to help the slow learners, and the differently abled children. Some of his ideas which  held me are
 1]  He used to paint a wall in the nursery  and kinder garden rooms white so that the tiny tots could scribble themselves.
 2]  He would never allow any teacher forcing a child to write. he used to say that finger movements should first develop and so they should first learn to cut paper, play with clay balls, paint and draw, before learning to write alphabets. He would also not allow elders to hold the hands of children and help them to write. It would spoil the originality he said.
 3] Even while walking the child should hold the elders hand  and not viceversa. It develops confidence in the child.
 4] If any child had not done home work ,the teacher should find out the reason....... might be there was a party the previous day or they had gone out or might be someone ill in their house, or some relatives had come...  and then help the child  to complete the work instead of punishing the child so that teacher is satisfied that her/his work is completed and the child is benefited by learning something.
5] Each and every child should be given a chance to participate in the annual day celebrations.
 6] Children have the right to ask innovative questions, put forth their creative ideas in the class and the teachers should not stop them
 7]Children were free to meet him and discuss their problems at any time.
8] Teachers were also given freedom to teach the subjects in their own style
 9]  Children should play atleast for one hour every day that too with proper shoes and sports dress under the supervision of an teacher following the rules of the game.
10] Children  should never be differentiated from each other based on their financial status or their learning capacity. He didnot allow to children to give gifts on anyone's birthday. They were asked to make greeting cards on anyone' birthday --be it his or a watchman or ayyah's birthday.
  These are only a few of his principles  A day is not sufficient to discuss about his thoughts . his slogans such as
1]  Attitude determines altitudes.
2]  I hear I forget
     I see I remember
     I do I learn
3]  Never jump to conclusions
4] Teach more test less
5]  Act as if everything depends on you. Pray as if everything depends on god.
.                             He makes it a point to see that each class is taken to an excursion to a place full of  adventure and educative.These are some of the ideas of him . A true educationist, a singer , a fine cricketer, an over all all rounder he inspires everyone with his ideals and approach. It is no surprise tha we are inspired by such a rare personality. He is none other than the founder director of our school, Mr Y K Guruwara. I thank you sir for all that you have taught me. I am sure to remember those valuables things throughout my life.

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Tuesday, 19 May 2015

THANK YOU MOM

                   I still remember the first day I had to recite a poem in my school. My teacher had selected me for the recitation competition representing my class  I was neither a brilliant child nor an active child but her decision to allow me to participate in the competition  helped me to know much more about my mother.  She took the competition very seriously and in fact wrote a small poem in simple language . she helped me in the pronunciation of words, expression modulation of tone and voice untiringly Though I was nervous in the beginning,  my mummy voice of encouraging words lingered in my mind and gave me the necessary support. Whether I won a prize or not is secondary matter but the fact that it boosted my courage and paved way for my further competitions and victories. I owe a great deal for all the good that has happened to me. Now that she is little old with gone teeth and silver hair does not in any way reduce the love for her in me. In fact I ask her to color her hair with Godrej Expert Rich Crème  so that she would still look young and my children respect her and get inspired by her http://godrejexpert.com/single_used_pack.php

Thursday, 14 May 2015

WHERE IS HAPPINESS?

                                  My eyes were filled with tears after the results were announced. I knew I couldnot make to the finals. Had all the practice that I had done gone waste? My heart ached and my mind was filled with pain. My mother who had accompanied me to the venue knew that no words spoken could console me. She knew the pains I had taken while practicing  and after so much of practice  the pain Ifelt for not getting the prize. It was a reality show in the small screen conducting singing competitions for the youngsters. Only if I had won a prize I would have been recognized by every common man. Now my chance of earning name and fame had disappeared in thin air I felt helpless
' ok lets make a move . I  have to stop for a while returning home ' my mom told me while getting into the car. .  I kept silent not because I didnot like it but because nothing was entering my brain It was swirling completely around the results ,my failure.... There was silence throughout the journey and suddenly the car stopped in front of a building.
               Before I could realise what was happening  a small child came near  and garlanded me. Many children were standing on both sides of the path and showering petals and flowers on me.A voice was welcoming me to the stage. I was baffled and seing my confusion my mom said. ' this is orphanage home. and I have agreed for a musical show conducted by the  Godrej Expert Rich Crèmefor charity purpose with you as the main singer.  Now donot think of what has happened but think of what has to happen. make this day a memorable day for this ungifted children  with your sweet voice, and inspiring songs  The smiling faces of the orphans and glittering eyes with hope lifted my
spirit and the rest of the night I was singing and dancing with joy.
 I understood my mom could turn even a bitter failure into success.
                                            MOM YOU ARE THE BEST.
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Friday, 3 April 2015

HAPPY HAPPY DAYS .....

                   Happiness  is something to do with the inner satisfaction of heart and soul and not merely the outward enjoyment.  You may not be really happy just because your spouse gave you a special gift or some one admired your beauty. It deals with the fulfillment of the energy of the soul in the positive direction. Sometimes even small incidents may lift our spirits and make us happy in the real sense. There are certain things that make really happy.
                    I enjoy with utmost happiness when my son sings  certain songs. These songs remind me of my past days when I worked.
                    Similarly when my extended family meets for a function there is joy and enjoyment in the whole house, and I really like it.
                     At times  merely lying on the bed and reading my favorite novel [ it might be a twentieth time even then]  it gives me pleasure.
                     More than getting admission, the day when my daughter's professors said that she was the best student I felt very happy. My happiness knew on bounds when I saw her performance and when she got the university  gold medal.
                       Similarly when my son got his first gold medal in the international open chess tournament I felt extremely happy.
       Surely happiness is achieved not merely by our own effort but by combined effort of our family members, friends, neighbours and sometimes even by strangers with their good deeds. Moreover we should always try to make others happy  for we feel happy in a joyful, peaceful and lovely atmosphere.

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

TEARS sTRONGER THAN TONGUE

           




                           


             We have heard of the saying that pen is mightier than a sword . If we stop a moment and think we will realise that there is a weapon which is more powerful than the sword or the pen or even the tongue. Yes... it is the tears. And you might be surprised to see that small children use this more often to fulfill their wishes. Next to small children  , are women who hold this weapon in their hands to control their spouses or get their demands done.  The purpose of god giving tears was to clean and protect our eyes but most they are used by many for all the wrong reasons.
                    Whatever it might be , never become the reason for someone to shed tears. For if a person sheds tears  in sorrow because of you it might turn into curse and start seeing your ruin. wailing tears out of sorrow are dangerous and so never attempt to harm any living being and bring tears in them for we are ones who suffer out of it

Friday, 30 January 2015

        Mrs Nosey says
                                   'To earn is not difficult .
                                    To earn honestly is difficult.
                                    To spend is not difficult.
                                     To spend wisely is difficult.
                                     To save is not difficult.
                                     To save the right amount at the right time in the right way is difficult.

 SO.... Youngsters start saving while the sun shines.

Tuesday, 27 January 2015



Mrs Nosey  is  upset at the very thought  that 220 children were deprived of their childhood and worked as bonded laborers  What a shame to our country. Have we really got independence??

Saturday, 24 January 2015

MRS NOSEY HAS A DOUBT AGAIN

Mrs Nosey quizzes ''God's creations should have some use, is it not/   If so, what is the use of mosquitoes?

Friday, 23 January 2015

Mrs Nosey doubts....




Mrs Nosey  wonders  ' why does most of the jokes target  women?'
       Might be they get proper reactions for their actions.

A PAINFUL WAIT

                                            A group of children were playing in the park.  I walked slowly and reached the bench I usually sat. I settled down  and started eating the handful of peanuts I  had got from home.  A boy kicked a ball and it came near me. I caught the ball and threw it back to him. A few girls were enjoying the swings.  A  young mother was teaching her kid how to swim in the small pool  lying to the north of the fountain. A group of college students were laughing, playing jokes and having fun. The gardener was  watering the plants.
                                     











                                                                                                   But I felt sad ----reason.  This was the scene a few years ago.   But now children are busy with video games, youth with laptops and mobiles,  women with their daily serials. Now the gardener comes only once in a day, The flowers do not bloom for the lack of water,  the swings are rusted,  and the wild grass growing every where
                I am still siting with peanuts in my hands waiting for history to repeat. Can anyone tell when it will take place.