An Alternative

23 October 2009 वेळ: Friday, October 23, 2009
The one week old beard of mine was getting scratchy now. I decided to shave off the stubble's.

Here I stepped into the bathroom, gosh shaving cream seems to be absconding.

Just felt like trying out a new alternative! "Colgate - Gel"

Mann it worked out well, and the cooling crystals gave a perfect aftershave lotion effect.

Sometimes, even your shampoo / conditioner works well for the shaving foam.

And if you're running out of your aftershave try Listerine!

Listerine being a bacteria killer, can also be used as a deodorant.......



Stop giving those ugly looks, as if you've never opted for alternative's in your life :P

This would be an effort to make life more simple.

Someday i'd try Iodex for greasing my bicycle....

some more photographs

20 October 2009 वेळ: Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Was browsing through my folders, came across some photographs waiting to be uploaded.







Travelling in a bus, when my seat was in the drivers cabin. I've started enjoying the ride from the "cockpit".


Also including the "Diya" from this diwali celebrations. Wasn't in a mood of playing with the shutter.

Orkut logo

17 October 2009 वेळ: Saturday, October 17, 2009

Orkut logo on 17th October 2009 on occasion of Diwali :)

आपला,
(चिर्कुट) सौरभ

Sleepless in Shaniwar Peth!!!

वेळ: Saturday, October 17, 2009
What among the following factors contribute the most to you turning into an insomaniac due to sleepless nights ?

1. Bed Bugs
2. Painful Breakup
3. Coffee
4. Nostalgic dreams
5. Exams
6. Work Load

My Observation:
All of them are equal partners in the crime....Just not in that order..hehehehehe

I like!

16 October 2009 वेळ: Friday, October 16, 2009
Where the mind is without fear and the head held high; Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; Where words come out from the depth of truth; Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection; Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit; Where the mind is led forward by Thee into ever-widening thought and action; Into that heaven of freedom,my Father, let my country awake.

.......Rabindranath Tagore

हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

वेळ: Friday, October 16, 2009
Indeed a very beautiful poem that I came across Today by late Mr. Harivansha Rai Bacchan. The last para holds a very special place in my heart!! It inspires......


लहरों से डरकर नौका पार नहीं होती
हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

नन्ही चींटी जब दाना लेकर चलती है,
चढ़ती दीवारों पर सौ बार फिसलती है,
मन का विश्वास रगों में साहस भरता है,
चढ़कर गिरना,गिरकर चढ़ना न अखरता है,
आखिर उसकी मेहनत बेकार नहीं होती ,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

डुबकियां सिंधु में गोताखोर लगाता है,
जा-जाकर खाली हाथ लौट आता है,
मिलते न सहेज के मोती पानी में,
बहता दूना उत्साह इसी हैरानी में,
मुठ्ठी उसकी खाली हर बार नहीं होती,
हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

असफलता एक चुनौती है स्वीकार करो,
क्या कमी रह गयी,देखो और सुधार करो,
जब तक न सफल हो नींद चैन को त्यागो तुम,
संघर्षों का मैदान छोड़ मत भागो तुम,
कुछ किये बिना ही जय-जयकार नहीं होती,
हिम्मत करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

-------- Harivansh Rai Bachchan

ट्विटर...

वेळ: Friday, October 16, 2009
आज मी ट्विटर ह्या संकेतस्थळावर नावनोंदणी केली.
तुम्हाला जर मी केलेला चिवचिवाट ऐकायचा असेल तर खालील दुव्यावर भेट द्या.
तुम्हीदेखिल ह्या संकेतस्थळावर नोंदणी करुन सभासद व्हा. म्हणजे आपल्याला एकच थवा करुन सामुहिक चिवचिवाट करता येईल आणि सहजपणे एकमेकांच्या संपर्कात राहता येईल.

आपला,
(चिमण्या) सौरभ

विशुभाऊ आणि माझ्यात झालेला वार्तालाप...

वेळ: Friday, October 16, 2009
Vishal: नमस्कार,
तुम्हांला व तुमच्या सर्व कुटुंबीयांना विशुभाऊ रणदिवे व परिवारातर्फे दीपावलीच्या हार्दिक शुभेच्छा.
ही दीपावली तुम्हाला सुख-समाधानाची, आरोग्याची, ऐश्वर्याची ठरो व तुमचे सर्व मनोरथ पूर्ण होवोत, अशी श्री स्वामीचरणी प्रार्थना.
saurabh: (गळाभेट) आपणासही दिपावळीच्या हार्दिक शुभेच्छा
Vishal: धन्यवाद


saurabh: या... विशुभाऊ... या... फराळ करुयात...
Vishal: नक्कीच
घ्या हे लाडू आणि करंज्या घ्या

saurabh: (दोनदा टाळ्या मारुन...) कोण आहे रे तेथे??? फराळांचे तबक आणा...
धन्यवाद विशुभाऊ...

Vishal: (स्मित हस्य करत) काही गरज नाही... आपल्या आग्रहातच सगळ मिळाल
(एक भुवई ताणून) कधी येणार ह्या भारत देशी परत?

saurabh: हे घ्या... आमच्या मातोश्रींनी खास भारताहून हा फराळ पाठवला आहे... साजूक तुपातला
हि चकली... किती खुसखुशीत आहे...

Vishal: (चाखत) खरच फार अप्रतीम आहे
saurabh: मातृभूमीची आस खुप लागून आहे... पण सध्या आम्ही महत्वाच्या स्वारीवर आहोत...
Vishal: (ताट पुढे करत) हा रव्याचा लाडू बघा चाखुन... तुमच्या वहिनींनी केला आहे
स्वामी आपणास यश देतीलच... तरी आमच्या शुभेच्छा

saurabh: (खुशीत...) वाहवा... लोण्यासारखा विरघळला... अतिशय चविष्ट आहे... (एक संपवून आता दुसरा...)

Vishal: घ्या हो सगळे तुमचेच आहेत

saurabh: स्वामी यश नक्कीच देतील ह्यात शंका नाही. ते लवकर पदरी पडो हिच अपेक्षा..
विशुभाऊ... आपला कारभार कसा चाल्ला आहे?

Vishal: धंदा मंद आहे... पण नोकरी ठिक आहे

saurabh: ह्म्म्... संसार व्यवस्थित आहे ह्याहून अधिक ते काय हवे...
आपल्या उद्योगधंद्यात मनाजोगती प्रगती होवो...

Vishal: धन्यवाद

आपला,
(वार्तालापि) सौरभ

Mahol!

15 October 2009 वेळ: Thursday, October 15, 2009
Last Tuesday, a holiday. I was visiting Prof.. After a while of studying, I just felt like listening to Vividh-bharti radio station. It was a semi cold cloudy morning, spiced up with the back to back kishore kumar's songs. I cast out a look......the weather's worth sitting at some distant dhaba, with chai and poha.

Prof.'s got radio on his mobile, we carry the mobile along......there's a small tea vendor near his place. We settled on a khattiya.

Call up rest of the 'janta' for lunch at 'water front'. Either they've got work or theres no mode of conveyance.

The plan couldn't hold shape. We decide a gujju-breakfast. We bought some jalebi's and Lassi. Couldn't find Fafda........ parceled the goodies.

Had a great filling breakfast by the cannal.

Pizza Corner @ Rajaram bridge!

वेळ: Thursday, October 15, 2009

There's been a flex flashing > Pizza 25 Rs onwards. We were planning a visit, but every time we ended up procrastinating the program. A few days back me and Prof. hit the roadside "Thella".

The "Thella" is located on the Karvenagar end of the Rajaram bridge, on a private piece of land.

As we stepped by the "Thella", the owner gave us a broad smile. The Flex hanging around his modular kitchen cum pick up window displayed the variety of pizzas he could compile.
The owner - Mr. Hemant Gawli suggested us to go for 'cheese chilly corn pizza'. The sweet - spicy taste of the corn-chillies was amazing.

Mr. Gawli has a company of two, to help him out to serve the best. Sandeep Dighe and Jagdish Pawar. Four years back Jagdish had left his school. Now he's scoring hard to complete his schooling.

The Trio puts up their best efforts to maintain hygiene.




Mr. Gawli claims to serve near about 50 customers a day. Most of their customers are students from the Sinhagad institute.

I wont compare it with the famous chains like Pizza hut or Papa Johns, but the pizza's here got a desi spicy taste which you can definitely try.


A bookmark!

वेळ: Thursday, October 15, 2009

Lazing around in my room, I grab my camera and start shooting abstract pictures. The title i'd thought while clicking this one >>

"No one to Hangout? Start Reading!" - Crosswords :P

Another evening fiddling with my camera

वेळ: Thursday, October 15, 2009
After a busy day, caught up with friends for chai.Everything's moving out so fast! Once again life seems to have gained pace. Playing around to capture motion trails. On reaching home liked the photograph, for the cyclist and the pedestrian in a motion.


A trio of elderly "youngsters" had also dropped in for the same. I thought of practicing a portraits. Here's the best expression with light I could manage. Sorry......I've got some dust on my lens :-ss

From Batcheet Bak-Bak Aur Bahot Kuch

Diary 2006 contd...

07 October 2009 वेळ: Wednesday, October 07, 2009
10th August 2006

While reading the editorial column of Times Of India , came across an article - "Working together for a World without war" by Daisaku Ikeda. I'd like to add on a small extract from the article.

"I always remember what Joseph Robalt, emiritus president of the pugwash conference's on science and world affaris, said to be on ridding the world of nuclear weapons and war."When a small stone is thrown into the pod, the ripples travel widely out from the center. The ripples may become less powerful, they still do not completely disappear. Every person has the power to create a ripple to change the society. If these efforts are channeled through NGO's inevitably the power to influence society will grow.....If we unite, we can change the world. It might take time, but viewed from a long term perspective, the people will be victorious in the end."

Not So Mundane Dialogues! 2

05 October 2009 वेळ: Monday, October 05, 2009
Sheer CREATIVE NONSENSE DIATRIBE as discussed by baba bongs and me
on Sep 26 on gmail chat!


Me: hehehe
ani gf wagre
kon navi britneyla bye kelas ka?
ata kon gathliyes

Saurabh: britney kon...???

Me: britney bongale

Saurabh: hehe britney spears.... ticha marathi madhe surname... britney bhalerao asel
lolzzz
:D

Me: hahaha. BRITNEY SAURABH BONGALE

Saurabh: lol

Me: HEHEHEHE

Saurabh: britney bongale... porancha naav... britania bongale
lolzzz
aareeeeeeeeeeeee
:O
:-s
lol

Me: HAHAHA
awadla
naav mala

Saurabh: :D

mag loka mala british bongale pan mhantil

Me: hahaha
masta ahe
tu kalwaycha mulga
california la
gelas
naav kadhlas
british bongale

Saurabh: lolzzz
to ek dialog aahe mahitiye ka...
anand bombay to goa jake don bann gaya
tasach...
kalva ka koli kali jake british bongs bann gaya
Sent at 1:47 PM on Saturday

Me: hehehhe

mastach

Saurabh:
:D

Me: hahaha
apan picture banvoo tujhawer

Saurabh: ha...
ekdam...
aare megh...
story dokyat aali pan...
kalvyachya khadi var ek choti hodi
tya hodid ek nakhva...
typical koli costume madhe...
to me...
mag kalva khadi madhe tufaan yenar... 26 julya cha paoos...

Me: hahahaha
ho
ani tu beshusddha

Saurabh:
ti hodi samudrat janar

Me: paadtos

Saurabh: me behosh

Saurabh:
nantar hosh madhe yenar tevha samor swatantrada devi cha putla
statue of liberty

Me:
hahahah ?? Wah kya Doka hai tumhara dost.

Saurabh: :)
mala samajnar nahi...
me valhat valhat US madhe entry karnar...
mag tikde mala pirates milnar...
aani te hamla karnar... pan

Me: Mag Kahani Mai twist......tula immigration wale pakadtil

Saurabh: nahi nahi....
aik tar story

Me:
kay

Saurabh: me marathi manus... aapan warrior...
me tya pirates cha mitha jahaj... budavnar...
majya chotya hodi tun me tyanchyavar jaala taknar...
tya jahajat mala hostage milnar
llolzzz
hahaha

Me: bara sang...bolo bolo tell tell

Saurabh: tila pirates chya tavditun me vachavnar...

Me:
ho

Saurabh:
ti immegration sagla handle karel... green card milnar mala lagech

Me: ani mag bush kaka

Sauarbh: ticha naav britney thevu

Me:
tujha shall wa shrifal satkar karnar
pan towar

Saurabh: ho...

Me: aliens hamala karnar

Sauarbh: aani mag kolyachi lungi aani laal topi jaoon tya jaagi suit boot aani hat yenar

Me:
ho
pan aliens cha kay

Sauarbh: ha aanu tyanna pan...
te kasa honar...
ki maja satkar mhanun te mala cali cha ek lake bakshis denar
me tikde panyat ek palm beach type motha hotel bandhanar
maja swatacha 5 * cruse asnar
tikde panyatun armagaddon sarkha koni tari ailen yenar
pan majhi heroin ji aahe na...
tichyakade super natural powers asnar...
mermaid sarkhi ti masa hou shakel...
mag tichya mdatine me tya alien la haravnar....
aani asha prakare me aani majhi heroin jagala vachavnar....
aani mag sagli kade aanandi aanand
happy ending mhanun bongs britney chi family.... lovelyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
movi hittt hai bhaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy
house fulll
wht say...

Me:
arrey wah
mastach
spielberg la vikuyat ka story

Sauarbh:
aani mag.... achanak... punha ek jordar tufaan yenar...
me punha kuthe tari vahat janar...
mag saglyanche dole ughadnar....
aani kalvyachya khadi madhlya chotyashya hodit... tyach kolyanchya dress madhe me asnar...
:)
wah wah...
subhan allah.... excellent story baap....
Me: arrey wah
mastach
tussi gr8 ho

Saurabh: :D
blog lihi hyacha...
hahaha...

Me: haha
tahamb hi akkhi
story blog wer takte

Sauarbh:
ha taak...
:)
Saurabh: tu pahili audience hya movi chi.. first critic...

Me: Sure.....

My AHA Moment!!!

वेळ: Monday, October 05, 2009
The Ultimate Dilemma:

A few days back I was facing a deadly internal battle. A slew of open-ended questions were circulating round and round in my brains--- both cortex and amicdala J
Should I or should I not?
Will I be able to recreate the magic?
Will I be able to pull this off?
Will I be able to live upto the expectations of people who have entrusted me with this responsibility?
What if I cannot make it?
It has been eons since I felt the fire in my face?
Should I take my chances or just chicken out?
It has been 6 years since I last held the MIC in my hands?

After all, it was an opportunity in itself to become a Master of the Ceremony at an Official Function.

So I said yes……..

A little bit of background:


These exact kind of questions gripped my mind back in July 2001. I was selected for our College K.J. Somaiya Arts and Commerce’s Cultural Forum- Literary Department after appearing for the written test and 3 Interviews with the CF Panel, Vice-principal and Principal.

I was given the job of hosting the inauguration function. I had never done this before. It was a maiden attempt.

I remember the first time I went on stage I was gripped by a jumbled feeling. There was happiness of facing the challenge and there were butterflies of a lot of “ifs” and “buts” hovering in my stomach. I remember standing there looking the audience in their eye with a smile. Assuring myself that I can do it and then beginning to host the function.

But I somehow knew that I was cut for stage. So I took up the challenge head-on. And after that for 3 consecutive years I hosted more than 10 programmes in front of a crowd over 700 people.


Present Day Situation: Continued

I said yes but there were a lot of things that needed to be contemplated. It was different to host a programme in front of 700 cherubic youngsters who looked forward for all the fun and hosting a show in front on your employers and guests was a different ball game all together.

I was going to host a full-fledged corporate function which was going to be graced by national and international dignitaries and an audience of a whopping 200 people. And I had less than 2 days to prepare. There was heavy performance pressure and I didn’t want to blow my chances at this opportunity.

OMG!!!!!!

I saw my quote calendar- It read “ There would be nothing to be frightened of if you refuse to be afraid”

And I assured to myself- What the heck – I can’t keep on brooding – I need to start practicing the one lettered Golden rule “PREPARE”
So then began a tedious phase of scripting, rehearsing and re-rehearsing AGAIN!

Thanks to all my friends who patiently gave me a keen ear, their precious time and genuine feedback & helped me in practicing the act!!!

And then the D-day arrived:

There I was all dressed up appropriately very much looking my part….hoping that I would speak my part fluently as well.

Familiar Feeling:

Do you know the feeling when you suddenly find something you lost years ago. And you find it in exact intact position. That’s what I felt! Once I went on the stage, faced my fears, coaxed myself in giving my 200% I could sense the positive energy that filled me.

Revelation: I found out that no matter how the circumstances change for an individual, his/her innate positive talents and traits never completely vanish. They remain, waiting to be re-explored!

Of course I went with the flow and did put up my fumble-free, confident, expressive best performance! More than the abundant appreciation I received from my peers I think what was best was that it gave a facelift to my sagging self-worth.
The feeling: Absolute Sense of Achievement in its Simplest Form.

I remember my personality Coach Ritika Ramtri Mam telling us: “You cannot grow until you challenge yourself” back in May this year.
I know she was right. I experienced it. I guess it works wonders!

Finding @-NIL!

वेळ: Monday, October 05, 2009

Last weekend when I was home, my mom made me clean some of my old books and papers! It was a different feeling rummaging through my old homework in pink ball pen, doodles, receipts of library for over-due books, speeches, scripts of my dramas, small poems, tit-bits about sweet nothings, messages written to friends during lectures, study time-tables which were never followed, sheets full of paper games like love percentage, x and o, bricks etc. It was fun going through all the memories of my pre-graduate years. On one of the sheets I found a Phone Number with Anil M written beside it. Hmm Anil Mukundan! My College Buddy! Anil was one year senior to me! I had been trying to find Anil on the Social Networking sites but couldn’t. I was super-elated to find his number. I just prayed that it would be still in a working condition.

Circa 2001 -2003
I, Anil and Rupesh were inseparable pals in our college days. We shared a great wavelength. We participated in dance, dramas and all the social activities together. We hung out at each others houses after college and went for movies etc. I was in first year, Anil was in second year and Rupesh was in third year. Anil though very tall and heavy would give any lean dancer a run for his money. He danced with high voltage energy levels. Anil used to call me his little guinea pig. As he studied Psychology he needed constant bakras to haul up and take to his HOD as subjects. I always became his bakri. I used to go with him as a subject in our college as well as Mumbai University, Kalina Campus for his Masters Degree. All his Psycho- Friends (read those who studied MA in Psychology) became my pals. We both had a very bad habit of breaking into long sporadic laughing spurts. He was my DAD in our serious college drama and we broke into giggles at nothing and would not stop soon. So much so that our Director had a tough time controlling us. One afternoon we both sat on a bench on Vidyavihar station and started talking in weird noises ( read in a voice that resembled the noise that comes when a record player gets stuck)so much so drawing the attention and curiosity of the by-standers. Anil had a vast female following and we even betted if he would become the rose king of the year!! We always addressed each other as Kaminey and Kamini!! All three of us used to go and sit at Nariman Point and talk about where we wanted to take our lives! Anil always wanted to go Mollywood to try his luck. But now he is a HR professional. I guess that still gives him a scope to try his acting skills. Hahaha. Except for Rupesh, I think none of us got what we wanted!!! But I guess it’s all a part of the game!! hehehe

Hurriedly I dialed his number and guess what it rang!!! Anil picked up and after doing a lot of TP I told him who I was. It had been 6 long years and life had changed its tracks. I could sense the happiness in his voice. He told me how even he had tried to get in touch with me. We jabbered for almost an hour about his shifting of house, his career with Citi Bank, his fiancé, his x-girlfriends, his family, myself etc. It was absolutely gr8 to get in touch with you @Nil- Hope we never loose touch now!!!!

It is so kewl to find a old friend again by a strange stroke of luck!!! : )

The Haunted Heart!

वेळ: Monday, October 05, 2009


Time is trying hard…Fading your worthless memories
Trying to heal my wounds perhaps…

But how will it delete the sorrow
That’s etched painfully on my heart?

For years it shall remain constant and depositing
Like a self-inflicted burden on the soul

Bringing to life with every moment of truth
The ghosts of yesterday from the Graves of our past………

-By Me

Planchet

वेळ: Monday, October 05, 2009
We all've tried calling up spirits - via - planchet, at least once in our life time. Each one's got a different experience. Here I pluck another experience from my memories.

[SEPIA]

At the dinner table we (Mihir, Vijay and me) were discussing existence of spirits. Mihir was putting in a load of positive reports. He had tried it a few years back, they had recalled his grandpa. He gave us a second hand experience about planchet.

That day after our dinner, me and Vijay were desperate to try out doing planchet. From the very begining Mihir was reluctant to help us. By midnight we were all set for the experience. An A4 size sheet was used to draw the required format - A to Z, 0-9 and YES, NO. We managed a mini steel bowl as our cursor. According to our knowledge we'd done everything we had overheard and read. We lighted a kerosene lamp, a few incense sticks were alighted. I pinned down the sheet on an engineering drawing board. Mihir was done giving every excuse for not joining us.

After meditating the name of the person we wanted to recall from the past, we received our first shock.

Vijay was finding it difficult to breathe. I managed to regain his breath by pumping his chest with my palms crossed. He soon regained his breath. As both of us took a huge sip of water. By the time Mihir was in the room.

For a while we discussed the procedure, and the loop holes we'd left.

After a while Mihir pointing the drawing board - "Aabe ye paper aise kyu jalaya hain?"
As we paid our attention to the paper, small curve-shaped border was burned out from the paper. Me and Vijay both denied of doing it.

Even after the first shot, we prepared ourselves for the second session.

Even this time, Vijay finds it difficult to breathe. I try helping him breathe by pumping hard, Mihir poured a glass of water, and in the meanwhile - Vijay pushed me off with his left hand. I had never seen him get so harsh. I landed almost 5-10 feet behind. It ain't easy to just push off with such ease. I called off the planchet programme. Pulled out the mini steel bowl, and suggested a small walk.

By then Vijay was taken over. He saw some weired colors. To describe the color he asked me to get off the yellowish shade from yellow shade. There was some kind of red colored water around. Then we tried asking Vijay his own name, and he didn't reply back. He's eyes moving in an indifferent manner confirmed something abnormal. Mihir attempted an escape from the room, Vijay gave him a very unfamiliar stare. "ऐ कुठे जातोस? थांब."

Finally we convinced him for a cup of chai at swargate.

We reach Swargate:

Ordered for chai. By the time chai came, we made him gulp down two glasses of water. It was almost 0215 hours. He constantly gave us strange looks. On asking him what was his name? He refused to tell, in a very childish tone. Splashing cold water and slapping vijay was helping us keep him on his own feet. Our slapping was gathering up more observers. Once again Mihir slapped him to confirm he was having tea. Affirmative. This time the order was for fout tea's. There was someone standing close to us, an imaginary body only visible Vijay. As the chai came, we all gulped down our tea. As we felt a bit relaxed after the tea. once again we started slapping him. it didn't take much to soak him in water, and slap his cheeks to red.

As I was busy on a phone call, Mihir was having a bad time controlling Vijay. A bunch of college students were having their chai. Vijay started speaking about them. He started from appreciating the innocence, and then told Mihir - They'd soon meet up with an accident at Erandwane. And one of them might have to face mortality.

Now in this condition Vijay wouldn't let us sleep, or even have some rest. We'd decided to drug him with a sleeping pill. On "our" way we picked up a few sleeping pills at a 24 X 7 pharmacy. As we entered the gate, once again vijay started sobbing, asking for apologies to a kid. He was convincing that the kid (some random kid) fell in the well by his own mistake. It wasnt Vijay who had pushed him in the well. Then suddenly he started talking in the air.

He was followed by some non existing charachters, who he didnt want to talk to.

Fortunately he soon dozed of to sleep.
As we woke up in the morning, it had rained. Vijay woke up, showing as if nothing had happened last night. On asking him, he didnt remember a single part of it.


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And now its been almost 2 years! we still have a shiver whenever we all talk about the planchet.

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03 October 2009 वेळ: Saturday, October 03, 2009
Google logo on 2nd October 2009 :)

आपला,
(गुगल्या) सौरभ

Teaching

वेळ: Saturday, October 03, 2009
In last few months I ran through some funny teaching experiences. Here're some for you.

Sarish:
Last winter I used to teach a kid as a part-time as a home tutor.

I gathered a great amount of experience as well as freely experimented different tact's for teaching. This guy had flunked all his subjects in his prelims. We were working hard for improvement of scores. The kid depicted a preying mantis. Bulging eyes, weak body, brush hair type. We used to find it comfortable to catch up at 0430 hours in the morning.

I came across the most wiered name. Sarish had a school teacher named > Samuel Chitale!

One fine morning I had a fitness fits. I was jogging my way to his place. I was in a denim, a T-shirt and a Shabnam. The police patrolling van on the round spotted me running on the street. I was stopped for the enquiry. As I informed them about my details and purpose, I scored a lift in a patrolling van. :D

I still remember that evening, I was called up for some difficulty busting. I had no prior notice. My evening schedule was procrastinated by 1 or 2 hours. By the time I reached his place I had cultivated a good amount of sourness. I was struggling to hammer in the mathematical procedure to solve the numerical, and his younger sister was constantly smashing my efforts. She claimed she was bored, and had nothing to do, and she wanted me to suggest her something. The first thing that hit me was > Somersault's! I explained her the route for her somersault's........and the girl (5-6 years young) started that instantly! I scored 2 disciples there ;)

Had a hearty laugh at the girls behaviour as I sat describing the incidence to my friends! lol

Ketaki had scored me an off once. She called up Sarish's mom, pretending my aunt. And managed to convince that I was unwell. Thanks for that Ketaki :)



Hemant:

This summer, I was at home spending my vacation. My mom cant stand me sitting jobless staring the T.V and step jumping the channels. Our maid's son was (supposed to be) weak at maths. Mom asked her son to visit us every morning. I was set on 2 tasks. Wake up by 0800 hours, and teach a...........

Day1:
I saw his text-book. It was all in marathi. As I was unfamiliar to solving numerical in marathi, I took a moment for buffering. Then I started with Squares and Square Roots. With a brief introduction to the topic we proceeded to the illustrative examples. just to test his grasping speed, I asked him the Square root of 16. He took a while and answered - "32?" he saw my expression's change. He fired his second guess - "8." Okay, this guy was weak at tables. A few minutes later Hemant was struggling to find the square root of 4.
We was totally a foreigner to the concept of tables.

Day2:
We spend time clarifying the differences between 68 and 86.......the Grade VIII kid was having great difficulty at maths.

Day 3:
I discover his position in maths. On being asked 1x1 =? I fielded various answers in my gloves! right from > 11 to 2!

Day 4:
We start with even and odd numbers.

Hemant had some kind of fear regarding maths.
Had he been blessed with a good maths teacher in his childhood, today he wouldn't have to face the humiliation of detention. It was not that he had a very low IQ. it was just maths what kept him at a distance from maths.

The fear against maths is hyped in our childhood. Each and every of the numerical is simple. Just lack of good teachers makes maths monotonous.

दुःख

02 October 2009 वेळ: Friday, October 02, 2009

(मी सन्नीपाजीचा 'घायल' चित्रपट बघत होतो. का? कारण सर्व नविन चित्रपटांचे पर्याय संपले होते. सुजय मॉटेलला कामावर जाण्याच्या तयारीत होता. निघण्याआधी त्याने एक सिगरेट सुलगावली. आणि माझ्या खोलीच्या दरवाज्याच्या चौकटीला येऊन खेटून उभा राहीला. मी 'प्यार तो तुम मुझसे करती हो... डोन्ट से नो...' म्हणणाऱ्या सन्नीपाजीकडून पोरगी पटवायचे धडे घेण्यात गर्क होतो. तेवढ्यात...)

सुजय: (सिगरेटचे झुरके सोडत...) ये मिनाक्षी शेषाद्रीभी सही अक्ट्रेस थी

मी: हम्म्म... (पॉझ) अब तो एकदम गायब हो गयी है

सुजय: ऐसेकैसे रे...!??? जानेसे पहले तेरेको कुछ बोलके नही गयी???!!

मी: (उसासा टाकत...) नही रे... देखना साला शादी होनेके बाद कोई कॉन्टॅक्टमें रेहताही नही अश्विनी भावे देख, माधुरीको देख किसीने कॉन्टॅक्ट नही किया लेटेस्ट ऐश्वर्याको देख बच्चन क्या मिल गया, भूलही गयी

(ह्या एकंदर संभाषणादरम्यान आम्हा दोघांच्या चेहऱ्यावर कमालीचं दुःख होतं. हताश नजरेने एकमेकांकडे बघितल्यावर...)

ख्यॅं..ख्यॅं.. (फुल्या फुल्या).. ख्यॅं..ख्यॅं.. (फुल्या फुल्या)..
(ह्यावेळी आम्ही 'ख'च्या बाराखडीत हसत होतो. चल निकलता हू म्हणून सुजय निघाला आणि मी देसी अर्नॉल्डच्या मूव्हीत डोकं खुपसलं.)

आपला,
(दुःखी) सौरभ

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