Should I wait?

A thought just occured..Probably am freee to think so it came to me.. We talked a lot when we were younger .... We are runnnng in all different directions now..... Will probably want to talk a lot when we grow older.... Waiting to grow old fast then we can chat up like old times .....   A friend tells me"Dont think,catch up "! I tell her- maybe the ones i want to catch up with are already caught up!!!!!!

Summer's here

Been a long summer .... and still will be ... been a long time and still will be... missing my time.... and still willl ..... misssing life .... still will . when will the  journey  cease when will my moment arrive ... when will i stop a while ... when will i breathe and smile .....

 Seems like ages since i laughed , seems like ages since i  shared  a smile ... no friends , no family not even acquaintances ....   No partner ..... no neighborliness, no room mates  ,no one alive ?
  where have I  come to?what can i now do ? am i doomed this life of pain misery and loneliness or will i find some one who will be mine someday mine ?

morbid miserable thoughts shroud my life ,my heart is like torn apart by a knife ....  have i stopped thinking ? have i stopped living , have i stopped breathing , have i stopped being .......
 I think , therefore , I Am???

From Ma , with love

Soch rahi thee kaun hai woh jisne diya mujhe ek wajood . . Ma ne beti banaa kar ya beti ne maa banaa kar. . Joh bhi ho yeh ehsaas acha hai . . ma hoon ma se hoon . . . :-) happy mothers day:-) :-)

GONE ARE MY DAYS!

when I was younger I had many dreams ,
when I was youger I had many friends ,
when I  was younger I  wanted to live much longer !
when I was younger I thought less and acted more ,
 when I  was younger I always believed there was another door
when I was younger I had no Fear
when I was youger life to me was more dear
 but ,now gone are my days
the sun no longer shines its rays

 

LARA's theme ....

Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing

Although the snow covers the hopes of Spring

Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold

And there are dreams, all that your heart can hold

Someday we'll meet again, my love

Someday whenever the Spring breaks through

You'll come to me out of the long-ago

Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow

Till then, my sweet, think of me now and then

Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again

MY confused insides......

The discussions these are all  focused on using teacher resource to the best potential possible and help them craft the curriculum in a manner that it becomes child centered and using our traditional legacies as sources of learning.In words of Prof Yashpal, the child will not learn only because he has to, but because the  thirst for knowledge is ignited.and that the  teacher ,therefore needs to be educated and aware of her role in transacting such a curriculum.
The need of the hour is that a students’ Flight of fancy be fanned with academic rigor and for that school heads have to  think differently and democratically .

All in all, the days are  spent introspecting  with self provoking thoughts which should take us  beyond  our confined mindsets and help break our mental

boundaries . if i am doing that i am doing justice to my profession ,is what teh general belief is these days .For schools in the race ,  thinking democratically and differently , conduct of workshops to  reinforce those ideologies has become the call of the day, it is often said that this is how schools respond to the present-time demands  .

So, not only is the workplace supposed to be  an enriching and a learning area  for an educator but it is also a personal space for a re-look. we need to constantly evolve our methodologies and strategies to come up with the dictates of present day stressful lives that the students is exposed to . all I hear trhese days is  learner profiles , challenging norms and set patterns and value systems and making changes and linkages with the child's life ...... but what about the baggage the teacher carries with herself ? what about her learning style and curves ? who ever taught her to teach the present generation. why is her in capability or inability to tune with the changing trends not accepted as it were ???  

MY confused insides......

There is so much i want to write , so much thats not right but i hesitate for I lack the confidence . I fear peoples' reaction , I hide and I think,and therefore I am not what i used to be . was just reading through the MBTI  personality types and seventeen years of  transformation just flashed before my eyes. from an essentially 'E' type  to a so underconfident 'I' type , i now know i hate my being . I was this bashful 23 years ,vibrant full of  life now the very life line being sucked out of me , the lustre out and lust and jest thrown into the drain of life . Did i allowm myself to become this , can i for one moment blame the circumstances or life does this to everyone ?
Interestingly , I have been searching for answers for questions of this kind for years now and haven come up with any clue .... At forty i still wont give up and do some soul searching . maybe in the process   get my answers or come to terms with what goes on ..