PARENTING ......opening new Vistas

Parenting - a word loaded ... A word with many many leads ......A world full of unanswered questions!And Adolescence, a phase of life beginning in biology and ending in society where person's most biological, cognitive, psychological, and social characteristics are changing from what is typically considered child-like to what is considered adult-like. And never the twain shall meet ??? or they do, they Can !! It was with this positive thought in mind and a challenge at hand that we decided at the Middle school level to organize a parenting workshop for on Saturday April 11^th, 2015.The workshop was intended to operate as per a structure with a focus on –

• Parents getting in touch with their years of adolescence to connect to their own world of anxieties, fears and questions

• To acquaint the parents with the 6 domains of Child development which an adolescent goes through.

• To share an action plan for building a connect and a strong relationship with their adolescents.

•  To address parental concerns and queries 

So Parwarish,an Institute of Parenting was brought to make a difference in the area of this nature. The dictionary meaning of parenting means ‘the upbringing and care of a child’. Thus, parenting is the work of not just the parents but also of the teachers. Parwarish ,established in 2008, focuses on bringing education and science in the area of parenting through specially designed workshops that cater to the requirements of parents and teachers of children from all age groups.It is always aimed to bring about a paradigm shift in the way we look at establishing connections with our children and students with the changing times only the complexity of the issues changes but the basic issues remain same. So what is required? Through the two and a half hours workshop we were empowered as teachers and parents to find our own solutions to everyday issues and work towards creating a stimulating environment for the children. For the adolescent, this period is a dramatic challenge, one requiring adjustment to changes in the self, in the family, and in the peer group. In contemporary society, adolescents experience institutional changes as well. Among young adolescents, there is a change in school setting, typically involving a transition from elementary school to either junior high school or middle school; Understandably, then, for both adolescents and their parents, adolescence is a time of excitement and of anxiety; of happiness and of troubles; of discovery and of bewilderment; and of breaks with the past and yet of links with the future.But I felt confident that each one of us sitting through the workshop that Saturday morning were very focused on bringing about the changes in ourselves, because Sushant Karla our workshop leader and company head made it very clear “the workshop was about us and not the children, we are here to make a difference in ourselves not in the children.”  The journey into our childhood and the connections we then established with the childhood or teenage years of our children made us realize where we could BE THE CHANGE and not ‘be’ our PARENTS. The process of metamorphosis made many of us think of our role in that process; it was rightly pointed out by a parent that our role as adults in Chrysalis of "Meaningful Transformations" of our young ones is Just that of the support..

The Stick. “Just A stick “one would think, but if you see the actual role of the stick ... it is THE MOST IMPORTANT ROLE ... so it really depended on us whether we wanted to be that stick providing support all along or have the “ Butterfly “ deformed with our constant interventions! I was forced to think again ...It was not going to be easy, but I am sure it would be well worth it for all us teachers and parents to step back and watch ....just be there in case our children needed us ...they should be able to look back and feel our presence, and not always “have” us around .All in all, the entire workshop was an enlightening experience, one that I will value and share most fondly. One that taught me not only how to be a better teacher but look within the Parent Me. An experience that made me see what everyone was going through and the children would probably be  confronted with through their personal “Roller coasters”. A life learning ,and a consolation that I am not alone that we all our in it together . I am feeling “empowered”.

Dil ki tanhayeeyaan

Kehte hain saaya bhi kabhi ho jata hain begaana..saath dete dete thuk jaata hai woh shayad.
Socha tha apne saaye ko nahin le kar chaloongi apne saath jab tuk tum doge apna haath.
Par ab sochti hoon...kahin darr toh na jaoge tum? Mere andheron mein leen toh na ho jaoge tum?
Ho gaye jo tum ghum kaise dhoondogee tumhein ? Kiss se churaoongee woh chund lamhein?
 Kahin tum par bhoj toh nahin ladh rahee
Kya hoga karna yeh sahi?
Ek awaaz ne dastak de kar pukaara toh tha
Kya woh thee tumhari sadaa ya dil ko hua koi gumaan?
Kehdein kya sabko na humko pukarein hum ruk gaye hain ab yahaan???

This I loved...

Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

life as I see it now........

Friends elude me,sleep deludes me,life secludes me death denudes me.
I wonder... I used to say i think therefore i am...i still am thinking ...am I?
When will this stop when will things be as they appear...
When will i be cheerful again leaving  the anxiety sadness in the rear?
Is the end in the near future or is the future going to end..
Questions and questions doubts and queries , life- its twist;
The clouds, the fog the dreary sad mist.
Am i coming out of it or going to be hit?
Will i have time to say my bye and quit?
Or will it just take me away... In a swirl... No time to  reconcile or  disarm it all with my smile?
Please find me the answers somebody,anybody !
This sadness this fear, this morbidity, this dreariness this lack of mirth and cheer ,this uncertainty will lead me  to the dark hole and bring death to my soul.
Screaming for help and shouting for attention ,
i dont know who will hear  ....is there anyone near is there anyone near!!???
Or is it my end ,my fear that is here!

A well wisher quipped- You are. Always were. And will be!

 Ars: In your thoughts and mind yes, maybe.thank you

The reply: Alwayyyys!!!!

Ars: If i go, When i am gone nobody will know you as a part of me.

 Ars: Or me the thought in your mind

Ars: Strange for so many years now we know each other maybe more than others know us and yet we will always be shadows...unseen unheard.wanderers .wonderers.sightless .mindless visions illusions ...

Poem by an Undiscovered Bengali Poet

Through the jongole I am went,
On shooting Tigar I am bent,

Bashtaard Tigar has eaten wife,
No doubt I will avenge poor darling's life,

Too much quiet, snakes and leeches,
But I not fear these sons of beeches,

Hearing loud noise I am jumping with start,
But noise is coming from damn fool's heart,

Taking care not to be fright,
I am clutching rifle tight,

Should Tigar come I will shoot and fall him down,
Then like hero retarn to native town,

Then through trees I am espying one cave,
I am telling self - "Bannerjee be brave",

I am now proceeding with too much care,
From far I smell this Tigar's lair,

My leg shaking, sweat coming, I start pray,
I think I will shoot Tigar some other day,

Tarning around I am going to flee,
But Tigar giving bloody roar spotting Bengalee,

He bounding from cave like footballer Pele,
I run shouting "Kali Ma tumi kothay gele",

Through the jongole I am running,
With Tigar on my tail closer looming,

I am a telling that never in life,
I will take reesk again for my damn fool wife ! !!!!

Thank you...you were there

There were times when i thought people were right,
There were times when i felt i could not fight,
When the pangs made me  weak and i couldn't figure out who to seek.
I knew i had to be strong
Coz i could not do wrong
I knew it would be a while, before i could really smile.
It was then i relied on you
You stood strong for us two.
You brought me to reason added to my life a new season.
A season of trust, a season of faith, no decisions were now made in haste no emotion of mine would ever go waste.
I have seen the worst ,lived through my nightmares first.
Seen that , been there done that
Ego rubbed in brought to mat...
But thanks to you i stand head held high,
Ill never forget what you did till i die ...till i die.

Some websites that waded me through my lows !!!!

http://www.visiblethinkingpz.org/VisibleThinking_html_files/VisibleThinking1.html

http://teachertoolkit.me/2013/08/21/favourite-educational-blogs/

http://www.grammarly.com/blog/2015/make-your-writing-clearer-6-tips-for-re-wording-sentencesa/?

http://www.edudemic.com/turn-distracted-students-into-engaged-learners/?

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kya bakwaas hai!!!!

Men and women belong to diff planets...god knows why they were put on one planet And why must we forge relationships....Valentine's drama Felt like slapping the idiot who brought this concept to India!!

 sad mat ho bandhu...har jeevan mein kasht hain..kuch mein hain kum kuch me zyaada hain; Jis din mood banaa kar baethoge uss din mehphil jaamange, Jis din kahoge sunoge uss din tumhare dohre aayenge

Aaj lagta Nahin batyaana ka mann hai...aaj lagta nahin mehfil mein jamega rang hai

 Shabbakhair....khushamdin..alvida...rahe toh kal milenge varna khudha ke ghar se phone karenge

kabhi socha tha

jaaye....Raat aaye to neendon ko manaane me guzar jaaye... Jis ghar me mere naam ki takhti(name plate) bhi nai hai....ek umr usi ghar ko sajane me guzar jaaye..
Kabhi apni hansi par bhi gussa aata hai, kabhi sare jahan ko hasaane ko ji chahta hai, kabhi chupa lete hai gamo ko dilke kisi kone me. kabhi kisiko sab kuch batane ko ji chahta hai.

Musings of a winter night...... i think therefore i am!

A cold winter night exchange-a friend wrote in.....
A warm cup of tea,
and the breeze to accompany
there couldn't be a better setting
for you to saunter, walk in!

Of course we had history,
under the old, large rain tree...
but i wasnt sure if you'd remember
those li'l fires, and after, the embers?

What brings you here anyways?
the embers are long gone, the smoke astray
there'd be but weathered signs
of conflict between the heart and mind!

If all you want to do is
traverse that path shroud in mist -
come, that's what i am upto
and that will make us two!

I have no clue, where we'll go
maybe beyond this shroud, we'll know
what's left of our history -
a spark, embers, a mystery?

where we get to, land or sea
together again - is the key!
let it stay, a mystery -
why dont we rewrite history? :)

I mused back...
[3:26AM, 05/02/2015] ARs: I don't think I'd want History rewritten
Its with the tea I'd much rather be smitten.
History and its lanes are like a labyrinth,
they take me down like Apollo did Hyacinth.
The trajectory of each human creates their own history...new or old is for time to see...for time will always be the key.
The mystery that is history is sometime best left under its own shroud else it gets back to you to hound.
What has gone shall never be back..should never return for it may rock a boat or shake an urn.

So move on ahead is the motto
Talk of brighter tomorrow and forget history's sorrow.
To Each his own .....for each individual needs to charter their course and be their own driving force.

So like i said " yes" to the warm cup of coffee or tea but ill stay away from the me...coz i don't want to go down in history!!!!

answers are within us....or are they???

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you can call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
 Yes, how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, how many times must a man look up
Before he can really see the sky?
Yes, how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind.......

So do we ever find the answers?
 Yes we do
How? When?
 They're with us all the time,We need to look and act; Our actions are dictated by our expectations....Life doesn't need to live us...we have to live life...its all about the choices we make!

You spread happiness for all the years when you were here on this mortal land.
Now it is God’s turn to give you all the happiness in return as you go holding his hand.
On the sands of time, you have left your footprints with glory.
Everyone will know your name and shall recall your story.RIP  rk laxman

wandering wonders!!! i think therefore I am...

Sometimes I wonder why? I wonder why we say everything happens for the best..i wonder why the bloodshed...i wonder why some who should live leave ? I wonder why the heart bleeds ..i wonder why the cruelty? I wonder why the unfairness..i wonder and i reply...there's no method to his madness!!!
We just be brave and trudge along to hopefully a better tomorrow?? I wonder!

A friend replied:

I wonder too.. wise men say it's to do with cause and effect of past lives...but in the present we are ignorant and don't understand it..so best is to be good ...do good and make the present beautiful..future will take care of itself..Take away is if everyone takes the responsibilty of being good..the world can get transformed and be a better place to live in...if the world doesn't. .atleast we should do our bit.what say Aps??These questions will never have answers... we just need a major paradigm shift..in our thoughts words and actions.

Kavita well said, i tell her, but...the sad part is we keep looking for answers...who's to tell what the right direction is.God is there everywhere...so which direction? We be good ....we always grant others...we add to our good deeds...we do our bit....but to what end? I wonder!!!! Who makes the shift kavita?.... Aimlessly our soldiers die ...and we sit cozy...thankless humans all...what's the good in that i wonder? Agreed no answers but why, i wonder