Call it my idiosyncracy..Call it my fetish...I cannot wait for something gargantuan to happen in my life before I feel like smiling.I cannot wait to be the cynosure of all eyes before I start feeling great about myself..I cannot wait to clear a rigorous academic exam before I actually believe in my intellectual capabilities...For me life itself is a reason to celebrate..For me life itself a reason to raise the bar each day...Very rarely would you come across a homo sapien whose intra day high in emotions can be the joy of learning a...
The Small Investor.....................
My 2nd year college life was characterised by absence of even a bit of the company fellow friends ,Romans and countrymen desired, cherished...To blame were people like Mapara who've so cunningly cajoled me into crazy propositions..........(The quantumn of time I've spent talking to him over the phone and in real life would have been enough to term us "happy & ..." & enough for me to forge friendship bonds with the famous and fortunate feminines )...anyways no point crying over spilled milk..SUMMER PROJECT FOR BEYOND CHALK & TALK...WHERE THEORY MEETS PRACTICEOur project was titled...
Teacher......
We are what we are today because of our teachers........I would beg to depart from the conventional definition of a teacher only being one of those school and college teachers who merely instill in us knowledge to clear examinationsThere have been times when even a kid teaches you lessons or let's say, make you revise those age old lessons..........That you should always smile!That you should be responsive to the colours all around you !!That you should find time to stare at the vast blue exapnse of the sky and experience the joy of spotting...
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