Joy and sorrow-the two states of mind ,are a fact of life.According to me, one of these states always occupies a person's mind.A person can't claim to have a mixed state of mind in this context.Even if he has reasons for both, one of them dominates the other and the state of the mind shapes accordingly.
The body wants happiness in its own selfish way but the mind interferes and prevents it from doing so.But the body is helpless.After a small success(didn't find a smaller word for it),the body again asks for it and this time,the mind too supports it. But the heart comes and reminds it of the next task.The mind and the body obey it like a well paid servant.And the cycle goes on after a restart.
People say that sorrow dominates happiness irrespective of their magnitude,until the difference is very large .But sometimes its difficult to gauge their magnitude,even relatively and they may be time dependent.What seems a small sorrow now, may turn big and a similarly a small happiness may turn miniature.Now the time dominates.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Life at Kota-1
I was inclined towards 'something more interesting' just before my 10th boards,probably the only reason of my ordinary results in the same,otherwise I was a very good student.My parents were concerned about my involvement in that other 'more interesting thing'.The 'other more interesting' was not what everybody gets into at that age,specially in a co-ed school.Actually I was getting closer to 'money'.And my parents didn't want me to associate with money so intensely at that time.
I was very good at mathematics,so I decided to take up science.I had very close friends at school.Three of us decided to go to 'Kota' for IIT-JEE coaching.(Kota has the best coaching institutes in the country.)So we decided to take up admission tests for two of the best instiutes of Kota,Resonance and Bansal.We decided to take up the tests in Kota so that we could explore a bit of the city we are going to spend two years of our lives.It was fun then.We went there with our parents.
It was a completely different city.Almost everything in the city was targeted towards students.Every house had a 'TO LET FOR STUDENTS' board.There was a coaching institute in every road of the city,a mess after every 10 houses.That time I realized how big IIT-JEE was,after I saw the whole city involved in it.The city was an accomodation for 2 lac students,who were the only source of income for a majority of people living there.
The results were out. All three of us cleared the test for one of the institutes but we were unhappy for being rejected for the other,which was more popular and had more fame.But we were happy for one reason,we would be living together.
So we began our journey for a very challenging life.I was accompanied by my parents.The train journey was a pleasant one because till then,I could not realize the feeling of living away from my parents.I was normal at the time my parents left Kota.
We started with our classes.I had no problems till one weak after which I could not control my emotions.I was not able to eat anything nor concentrate on studies.I badly wanted to go home.I was feeling helpless.
I called up home and started crying. I told my parents that I won't be able to live there and I was coming back by the next train.:(:(:(:(:(:(
I was very good at mathematics,so I decided to take up science.I had very close friends at school.Three of us decided to go to 'Kota' for IIT-JEE coaching.(Kota has the best coaching institutes in the country.)So we decided to take up admission tests for two of the best instiutes of Kota,Resonance and Bansal.We decided to take up the tests in Kota so that we could explore a bit of the city we are going to spend two years of our lives.It was fun then.We went there with our parents.
It was a completely different city.Almost everything in the city was targeted towards students.Every house had a 'TO LET FOR STUDENTS' board.There was a coaching institute in every road of the city,a mess after every 10 houses.That time I realized how big IIT-JEE was,after I saw the whole city involved in it.The city was an accomodation for 2 lac students,who were the only source of income for a majority of people living there.
The results were out. All three of us cleared the test for one of the institutes but we were unhappy for being rejected for the other,which was more popular and had more fame.But we were happy for one reason,we would be living together.
So we began our journey for a very challenging life.I was accompanied by my parents.The train journey was a pleasant one because till then,I could not realize the feeling of living away from my parents.I was normal at the time my parents left Kota.
We started with our classes.I had no problems till one weak after which I could not control my emotions.I was not able to eat anything nor concentrate on studies.I badly wanted to go home.I was feeling helpless.
I called up home and started crying. I told my parents that I won't be able to live there and I was coming back by the next train.:(:(:(:(:(:(
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
proud of my school
In our early schooldays,we were taught and forced to wish every teacher who entered the class.The teacher used to go back and come in again in case the we didn't wish him/her.It was not that he/she expected great respect and was hungry for it, but it was only an attempt to teach us the value of respecting the ones,if not better and superior than us but atleast older than us,the ones who have seen more world than us and have more experiences than us.
I proudly said "NAZARETH ACADEMY" when one of my professors asked me my school's name.Actually I was the only student to wish him as he entered the class.There were around 40 others in the class.He was so touched that he declared my school better than atleast the schools of all the others sitting in the class.He asked me the details of my school.I proudly replied ,"Its a missionary school runned by sisters who have dedicated their lives for the betterment of others".He became so emotional that he almost forgot an important assignment to be done in that class.It was only after 20 minutes and after talking a lot about 'values' ,that he proceeded the class.
It started as a funny activity.During our initial schooldays we eagerly waited for the next class to begin and a new teacher to enter. The whole class together shouted"Goood moorniiingg maaam/siir."It was real fun.The teacher entered the class with a smile on his face.But the time doesn't remain same.Its now probably not in fashion to greet teachers,or its the superiority feeling that prevents us from doing so.
Still not sure of the actual reason for such a modification in our behaviour ,it gives an inner happiness when a teacher responses with a smile.
I proudly said "NAZARETH ACADEMY" when one of my professors asked me my school's name.Actually I was the only student to wish him as he entered the class.There were around 40 others in the class.He was so touched that he declared my school better than atleast the schools of all the others sitting in the class.He asked me the details of my school.I proudly replied ,"Its a missionary school runned by sisters who have dedicated their lives for the betterment of others".He became so emotional that he almost forgot an important assignment to be done in that class.It was only after 20 minutes and after talking a lot about 'values' ,that he proceeded the class.
It started as a funny activity.During our initial schooldays we eagerly waited for the next class to begin and a new teacher to enter. The whole class together shouted"Goood moorniiingg maaam/siir."It was real fun.The teacher entered the class with a smile on his face.But the time doesn't remain same.Its now probably not in fashion to greet teachers,or its the superiority feeling that prevents us from doing so.
Still not sure of the actual reason for such a modification in our behaviour ,it gives an inner happiness when a teacher responses with a smile.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
my last vacation
Regular nightouts for the endsem examinations(compree in bitsian lingo) had taken life out of me.Leaving pilani for home was the most delightful thing for me at that moment.I went directly to indore which is not the place i used to go during my past vacations.Actually my parents didn't want me to come all the way to gaya (my home town) and then travel back to indore from where we had planned a tour to badrinath-kedarnath.My train was scheduled to reach indore just 1/2 an hour before my parents's,hoping to meet them on the station. My cousin,who came to pick me up told that their train was 2 hours late .But waiting that long for my parents was a difficult task for me.
We were quite enthusiastic for the trip as this was the first time all four children were going(my sis,two of my cousins and me).Otherwise we children ,engaged in tests and exams have to miss these memorable family trips.
We had to wait at the nizammuddin railway station for our train after reaching delhi.We had a nice dinner at the cumsum restaurant,which is a part of the indian railways, that reminded me of LALU PRASAD YADAV lecturing harvard and wharton undergraduates on turnaround of indian railways.
We boarded the train and almost settled until we were informed that we were 'promoted' to ac-2 from ac-3 as an award for being the first ones to book our tickets , according to the new policies of the indian railways.The situation resembled a teacher bestowing a student for his good performance.
We took a bus for the rest of our trip and my mind was preoccupied with the mountains all along the way. Kedarnath was the first place we visited and the temperature there clearly warned us of the extent of it we were going to encounter during the rest of our journey.Although the days were much more comfortable.
But irrespective of the cold,we moved towards the main temple with full vigour which reached newer heights as we neared the temple.
Freezing river was a common scene during our tour.We could not afford to miss the thrills of river-rafting which was a life-time experience. Finally the day had come when we had to depart,everyone failing in trying to suppress the woes on their face,avoiding talks with one another.
tears........
We were quite enthusiastic for the trip as this was the first time all four children were going(my sis,two of my cousins and me).Otherwise we children ,engaged in tests and exams have to miss these memorable family trips.
We had to wait at the nizammuddin railway station for our train after reaching delhi.We had a nice dinner at the cumsum restaurant,which is a part of the indian railways, that reminded me of LALU PRASAD YADAV lecturing harvard and wharton undergraduates on turnaround of indian railways.
We boarded the train and almost settled until we were informed that we were 'promoted' to ac-2 from ac-3 as an award for being the first ones to book our tickets , according to the new policies of the indian railways.The situation resembled a teacher bestowing a student for his good performance.
We took a bus for the rest of our trip and my mind was preoccupied with the mountains all along the way. Kedarnath was the first place we visited and the temperature there clearly warned us of the extent of it we were going to encounter during the rest of our journey.Although the days were much more comfortable.
But irrespective of the cold,we moved towards the main temple with full vigour which reached newer heights as we neared the temple.
Freezing river was a common scene during our tour.We could not afford to miss the thrills of river-rafting which was a life-time experience. Finally the day had come when we had to depart,everyone failing in trying to suppress the woes on their face,avoiding talks with one another.
tears........
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