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.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
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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