This question did not come to mind till the moment I read that our own Miss from India has Won the Miss Earth contest at Nha Trang. And suddenly I found myself answering this question and thought of writing it. SO here it is.
I like the Sunset better! Surprised? Thinking of me as a pessimist? Read further to explore the different side of this answer.
Many people would view sunset as the end of the day, end of hopes, aspirations, jobs not done yet, etc. But I see this the other way round. Being a working woman who does not get the same weekly offs as my husband, I see the sunset as the time to spend with my family. In this rigmarole life we have lost touch of our humane side, we are simply dragging ourselves into another day without pausing for a moment to look over the happenings of the day that has passed by.
On a lighter note I love to sleep a lot!
But I would love to sip a cup of coffee sitting, relaxing on my chair and thinking about my day. What were the things that made me happy, sad or made me smile? And what were the things I should not have said that hurt other people? Also I could plan for the dinner (which I like to cookk for my husband)!
So many things come to mind when I think of Sunset ie sun settling down for any beautiful day. I too sleep with the thoughts that tomorrow's sunshine will bring a new day-full of challenges, surpirses and happiness for which I will be prepared!
So let's Embrace the Sunset so that we can Kiss the Sunshine!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Lecture on Transactional Analysis at Dhananjayrao Gadgil Instittute, Nagpur
Today I went to deliver a lecture on one of my favorite topics-"Transactional Analysis". Its so much fun to understand ourselves and then try understanding others!
Every time I talk on this topic I feel fresh as if I have added value to someone's life.
All must once read about TA our Ego states and how that affects our communication.
And i firmly believe that if we want to improve or be successful in our relationships we must be good at communication-with self and with others.
Every time I talk on this topic I feel fresh as if I have added value to someone's life.
All must once read about TA our Ego states and how that affects our communication.
And i firmly believe that if we want to improve or be successful in our relationships we must be good at communication-with self and with others.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
It's School Time!
I do not remember my first day at school. But that does not bother me because I remember my school in various small pockets of sweet memories. These moments are those which are etched in my memory forever and form an inseparable part of my life.
Life has shown me hues and shades which, obviously, I never expected. But I guess that is “Life”, isn’t it? So I must be 3 years old when I entered R. S. Mundle English School and it became my second home for the coming 10 years. These 10 years are those where I learned, experienced a different life….a life which all would call difficult.
I was a “sick” child in my primary and secondary years of school. But I never realized it nor did my teachers ever made it obvious. And this, my friends, is the most remarkable aspect of my schooldays.
I vividly remember the times when my class teacher would lovingly care for me and would call y parents on the slightest unease of mine. When they kept observing me they never made me realize that I was not normal. And this gave me the confidence to overcome the problems which life had kept in store for me.
Sheorey Madam, Dhoke Madam, Karkare Madam, Nikam Madam, Pathak Sir and our Principal Pimpalapure Madam always encouraged me and brought out the real me. The support provided by Mangala Didi, Nirmala Didi and all other non teaching staff cannot be expressed in words.
I participated in annual gatherings, painting competitions, debates, extempore and also compered the annual gathering during my last year at school. “Life comes a Full Circle” has proved to be true in my case. The place where I compered my last function is now that place where I stand daily and deliver my lectures. Yes, I am now a lecturer with Dr.Panjabrao Deshmukh Institute of management Technology & Research, Dhanwate National College where all our annual gathering took place.
Strange , right? But that’s the way it is. The role played by my teachers is priceless. Had they overprotected me I would never have come out of my shell, I would never have had the courage to stand up for myself. Today I owe a major share of life to those teachers who are my heroes. And somewhere I try to be like them, I desire to have those qualities which made them so special.
Life has shown me hues and shades which, obviously, I never expected. But I guess that is “Life”, isn’t it? So I must be 3 years old when I entered R. S. Mundle English School and it became my second home for the coming 10 years. These 10 years are those where I learned, experienced a different life….a life which all would call difficult.
I was a “sick” child in my primary and secondary years of school. But I never realized it nor did my teachers ever made it obvious. And this, my friends, is the most remarkable aspect of my schooldays.
I vividly remember the times when my class teacher would lovingly care for me and would call y parents on the slightest unease of mine. When they kept observing me they never made me realize that I was not normal. And this gave me the confidence to overcome the problems which life had kept in store for me.
Sheorey Madam, Dhoke Madam, Karkare Madam, Nikam Madam, Pathak Sir and our Principal Pimpalapure Madam always encouraged me and brought out the real me. The support provided by Mangala Didi, Nirmala Didi and all other non teaching staff cannot be expressed in words.
I participated in annual gatherings, painting competitions, debates, extempore and also compered the annual gathering during my last year at school. “Life comes a Full Circle” has proved to be true in my case. The place where I compered my last function is now that place where I stand daily and deliver my lectures. Yes, I am now a lecturer with Dr.Panjabrao Deshmukh Institute of management Technology & Research, Dhanwate National College where all our annual gathering took place.
Strange , right? But that’s the way it is. The role played by my teachers is priceless. Had they overprotected me I would never have come out of my shell, I would never have had the courage to stand up for myself. Today I owe a major share of life to those teachers who are my heroes. And somewhere I try to be like them, I desire to have those qualities which made them so special.
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