“…so aes to c…c…conclude, I would say the cammon weelth games didn’t went well”…a few laughs and the boy stepped off the podium returning to his seat. The others clapped along with the teacher who noticed some muffled laughs. “When some one is ispeaking” she addressed the students “…do not intervine and embrace him!”…my mouth fell open as I wondered why my teacher thought that the audience would embrace a speaker. I turned to my friend sitting next to me and whispered to her…”ma’am we won’t embrace the speaker unless of course he’s ravishingly cute…hahaha” and she and I laughed again. Yet I was still wondering what ‘intervine’ meant and WHY on earth was she talking about embracing…an hour later did it sink in that the word EMBARRASS was pronounced EMBRACE!!! And that’s when the question dawned upon me…am I even at the right place?
Okay! That was pure outburst…here’s a tale…not your usual but something sort of twisted. A battle against the odds i.e. my life at college.
No! Not a piece of cake… not a memory ride…not merry land…but something a lot of people can relate to…
When you’re going to college… it’s to learn, to rise and to raise your standards. I’m no one with extra knowledge but a little bit of level…but after twelfth grade and 2 weeks into my grand college I was well speechless! Education today has turned into a business stunt…and considering institutions mushrooming every second…education is long gone but here’s a race to prove which college is better…premises…students…but what about the educators…a lady who is supposedly an M. Phil. In English is mispronouncing every second word. Ask a question in ma BME class and the answer to that will be “you needn’t know… it’s not in the course!” wow! What an encouraging environment? Talk about activities or opportunities, we have an annual function! Delightful! I doubt that happens. Incase students want to participate for representing the college…the authorities have a NO painted across their faces.
So much of drama…I’m not saying they don’t have good teachers, I’m not saying they don’t have placements what I’m saying is I’ve come here to rise not to fall…if one knows too much in class…problem…one knows not enough marks gone. If you question too much it’s a problem…if you’re quiet it’s a problem. Threatening tool are sessionals. A straight kick out from the class incase you point out a mistake or argue on your innocence. You have to attend anyhow…and oh wait… EVS class…talk about studying… 60 students …60 presentations and I don’t know how many chapters were finished…as of now… they taught us 2 units out of 5. Are the rest open to what? Subject interpretation?? On top of that they put it in the examination…and writing a 5 page answer…the teacher is dissatisfied and gives a 4 on 10! You ask them what do they expect… answer “should we spoon feed you on everything?”
It’s an abysmal well of unanswered questions…unexpected potential threats and a downfall for students those who are good enough…and those who hope to get good enough.
My conclusion is just what I’ve been trying to say throughout…and the question never leaves my mind…”am I at the right place?” I still worry and hope that I don’t lose my present stand. And it isn’t only me but others who are with me… some from good schools…some from not so good ones…we’ll score in our exams and manage sessionals… but one question “am I in the right place?”.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
It Rained Bliss
Well in the beginning of the day I had an absolutely different thing in my mind, that I was going to post to my wall…everyday matters some happy some sadder… but everything drained out by evening…
It rained today…and though it probably is the most ordinary thing to some people… but every time it rains…it rains as BLISS to me…
The most loved aroma of wet mud fills up the atmosphere…and it makes me smile… even in the worst of my days…
Invariably even the busiest of people find time to feel the rain…and that makes it all the more worth it…
However much of the ACID RAIN label is given to the first one… I love it the best…
And as I’m sitting here in my room typing… I take glance back at the window… and I’m just waiting to race out…to be soaked wet… to be drenched in the rain from head to toe… but well my mom will scold :P…
I sometimes feel the rain is actually a way to drain all the petty pasts people have had since it rained last…It brings a smile to the faces of one and all…and that is something not a single one of us would ever want to miss…would we?
Indeed of all the seasons I love the rain the most…
And every time the sun comes as soon as the rain goes…
To feel the wind surge up around… my eyes begin to close…
And after that I open them to scrutinize the sky up-close
Because deep within and right then right there I want to see a one or million rainbows
And as much as I want to write more now… I’m helpless…it’s raining again… and the wind is calling out to me (seems so!)
And hence later then…I need to go
Get wet and smile before it rains no more
Hope you feel the rain as much as I do!
Priyansha
(in her moment of eternal bliss )
It rained today…and though it probably is the most ordinary thing to some people… but every time it rains…it rains as BLISS to me…
The most loved aroma of wet mud fills up the atmosphere…and it makes me smile… even in the worst of my days…
Invariably even the busiest of people find time to feel the rain…and that makes it all the more worth it…
However much of the ACID RAIN label is given to the first one… I love it the best…
And as I’m sitting here in my room typing… I take glance back at the window… and I’m just waiting to race out…to be soaked wet… to be drenched in the rain from head to toe… but well my mom will scold :P…
I sometimes feel the rain is actually a way to drain all the petty pasts people have had since it rained last…It brings a smile to the faces of one and all…and that is something not a single one of us would ever want to miss…would we?
Indeed of all the seasons I love the rain the most…
And every time the sun comes as soon as the rain goes…
To feel the wind surge up around… my eyes begin to close…
And after that I open them to scrutinize the sky up-close
Because deep within and right then right there I want to see a one or million rainbows
And as much as I want to write more now… I’m helpless…it’s raining again… and the wind is calling out to me (seems so!)
And hence later then…I need to go
Get wet and smile before it rains no more
Hope you feel the rain as much as I do!
Priyansha
(in her moment of eternal bliss )
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
What next? :P
It’s 2:02 am on my PC’s clock…
And this turns out to be the beginning line to one of the most foolish dilemmas of my life…beginning to write my blog.
It’s as difficult as striking a new conversation with someone… you can’t judge me… I can’t judge you…though inevitably both of us will…but then I need to see you through and that’s the case for you..!
And that my friend is one of the craziest situations…prima facie :P
No pun here…but those who write the most gripping starters… hat’s off to you guys… you’ve got to teach me that…but then again…I’m just another person in this so called small but BIG world.
I’m Priyansha… I’m 17 going on 18. I fancy writing and it’s as much a part of my life as the atmosphere, if I may say so.
As much as that I have a lot of adults I meet almost everyday, who put up the infamous question of “what NEXT?” to me.
I suppose you’re accustomed to the most known question put up to those my age that have just finished school.” What do you want to become in life?” or more profoundly put “What do you see yourself as ten years down the line?”
Incase one doesn’t have an answer to that. The expression on the questioner’s face is rather demoralizing. (Trust me it is!)
Any which way… I usually don’t have an answer to that. But I most definitely have one thing… the most known and rather clichéd line of “you never know what’s coming around the corner” so as of now… my answer to what next shall be about my college but more than that it would mean “live the moment” …
Put in a situation like mine, I wonder if you have anything better to say to “What next?”
Then again! I do not know what NEXT you might hear from my end..
So long, then…I hope you reflect upon that .
Thank You!
(Just another one of you)
Priyansha
And this turns out to be the beginning line to one of the most foolish dilemmas of my life…beginning to write my blog.
It’s as difficult as striking a new conversation with someone… you can’t judge me… I can’t judge you…though inevitably both of us will…but then I need to see you through and that’s the case for you..!
And that my friend is one of the craziest situations…prima facie :P
No pun here…but those who write the most gripping starters… hat’s off to you guys… you’ve got to teach me that…but then again…I’m just another person in this so called small but BIG world.
I’m Priyansha… I’m 17 going on 18. I fancy writing and it’s as much a part of my life as the atmosphere, if I may say so.
As much as that I have a lot of adults I meet almost everyday, who put up the infamous question of “what NEXT?” to me.
I suppose you’re accustomed to the most known question put up to those my age that have just finished school.” What do you want to become in life?” or more profoundly put “What do you see yourself as ten years down the line?”
Incase one doesn’t have an answer to that. The expression on the questioner’s face is rather demoralizing. (Trust me it is!)
Any which way… I usually don’t have an answer to that. But I most definitely have one thing… the most known and rather clichéd line of “you never know what’s coming around the corner” so as of now… my answer to what next shall be about my college but more than that it would mean “live the moment” …
Put in a situation like mine, I wonder if you have anything better to say to “What next?”
Then again! I do not know what NEXT you might hear from my end..
So long, then…I hope you reflect upon that .
Thank You!
(Just another one of you)
Priyansha
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