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Laugh Out Loud


Today is World Laughter Day. World Laughter Day is observed on the first Sunday of May and was initiated by Madan Kataria, founder of the
worldwide Laughter Yoga movement.The best way to celebrate this day is to put up a  few jokes which would spread laughter. So here I am with some wisecracks.



   *   The owner of a large business concern bought a number of signs reading “Do It Now” and had hung them around the office, hoping to inspire his people with promptness and energy in their work.
         In his private office one day soon after wards a friend asked him how the scheme affected the staff.
         “Well, not just the way I thought it would”, answered the proprietor. “The cashier skipped with thirty thousand dollars, the head book keeper eloped with the private secretary, three clerks asked for an  increase in salary and the office boy left us to become a bandit.”



   *   The popular Hollywood financer fell in love with a new film extra and decided to have all her movements checked. A week after he had hired the detective agency, he got the following report.
       “The young lady is of immaculate reputation. Her history is stainless and number of her friends are of fine social standing. The only element of a scandalous nature connected with her is that she has often been in the company lately of a businessman of a questionable character.”

  *  A snorer in a Russian movie house was disturbing the audience. When patrons yelled to cut it out, the snorer replied, “I paid for the seat and I’ll do as I please!”
      “Sure”, somebody howled, “but you’re keeping everybody awake!”

  *   Husband  :  “For the last time I am asking you, are you coming?”
       Wife        :  “For the last two hours I am telling you I’m coming within a  minute.”

  *   Customer  :  “How much for this dog?”
       Dealer       :   “Seventy five dollars.”
       Customer  :   “Isn’t that too much?”
       Dealer       :   “Isn’t the dog too wonderful?”
       Customer  :   “Yes, the dog may be too wonderful but is he faithful also?”
       Dealer       :   “Faithful, Sir! Why, I’ve sold him seven times and he has always been back within 12 hours.”


Posted in Humour.

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The Common Joys


Hello folks. Right now I am busy with paper correction. That’s why the delay in posting a new blog. Here’s a poem by Edgar Guest which I liked a lot. I hope you enjoy it too.

The Common Joys
      These joys are free to all who live
      The rich and poor, the great and low:
    The charms which kindness has to give,
 The smiles which friendship may bestow,
      The honor of a well-spent life,
      The glory of a purpose true,
      High courage in the stress of strife,
      And peace when every task is through.


   Nor class nor caste nor race nor creed,
      Nor greater might can take away
      The splendor of an honest deed.
      Who nobly serves from day to day
  Shall walk the road of life with pride,
      With friends who recognize his worth,
      For never are these joys denied
      Unto the humblest man on earth.


      Not all may rise to world-wide fame,
      Not all may gather fortune’s gold,
      Not all life’s luxuries may claim;
      In differing ways success is told.
      But all may know the peace of mind
Which comes from service brave and true;

      The poorest man can still be kind,
      And nobly live till life is through.


      These joys abound for one and all:
      The pride of fearing no man’s scorn,
      Of standing firm, where others fall,
      Of bearing well what must be borne.
      He that shall do an honest deed
      Shall win an honest deed’s rewards;
      For these, no matter race or creed,
      Life unto every man affords.










Posted in Poetry.

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Kaise Kaise Log


Sorry folks. I am a bit busy correcting papers right now. But I am posting this blog because one of the news channels showed a piece about famous ghazal singer, Mehdi Hassan. Mehdi Hassan has given his voice to some of the most soulful ghazals. I happened to buy a CD of his ghazals and I am hooked on to that CD. Shahenshah - e - Ghazal, as he is termed, is in a bad state, physically, mentally and financially. He is suffering from neurological disorder and disorientation. The saddest part is that he used to be paid royalty by the Pakistani government for his ghazals which was stopped. Now he has got no source of income. His son has to ask for help from various sources to get money to cure his father. The government had promised help but nothing materialised. Isn’t it sad that nobody is bothered about the state of the ghazal maestro? Is this how we are supposed to treat a person who is a part of the cultural heritage of the nation? I am wondering what thoughts must be going on in Mehdi Hassan’s mind. All I can think is a ghazal which was sung by him. Here it is.

Kaise kaise log humaare jee ko jalaane aa jaate hain?
Apne apne gham ke fasaane humein sunaane aa jaate hain.
Kaise kaise log?
Mere liye yeh ghair hain aur main inke liye begaanaa hoon.
Phir bhi yeh ek rasm-e-jahaan hai jise nibhaane aa jaate hain.
Apne apne gham ke fasaane humein sunaane aa jaate hain.
Kaise kaise log?
Inse alag main reh nahi saktaa is bedard zamaane mein,
Meri yeh majboori mujhko yaad dilaane aa jaate hai.
Kaise kaise log?
Sab ki sunkar chup rehte hain, dil ki baat nahi kehte.
Aate aate jeene ke bhi laakh bahaane aa jaate hain.
Apne apne gham ke fasaane humein sunaane aa jaate hain.
Kaise kaise log?

My sincere prayer goes to God Almighty to bless Mehdi Hassan with good health. I hope we will be able to hear him perform on stage once again.



Posted in Philosophy.

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Of Conked Out System and Back Up


The past few weeks had been hectic. I had to type question papers. How can a teacher escape doing that duty? I have a computer at home and every time I set them at the cool confines of my room. That’s what I did this time too. My question papers are lengthier than the answer of students. It’s multiple choice and for each question, I have to give four options. And in each question paper there are 50 questions to be set. I typed them in the computer. I had an intuition   that something terrible was going to happen and that I should take a backup of the question papers on my pen drive immediately but I did not heed to my ‘dil ki aawaaz.’ I thought that I would copy the file in the morning just before going to school. That’s what I always do. The next morning,  I gave finishing touches to my papers. But before I could copy on my pen drive, the system conked off.   I had no back up of that file. The CPU was given for repair and there was no way I could retrieve my file either. So what could be done? I went to school and had to retype the papers over there. Thank God, I had made a rough draft of the papers. But retyping was a tough job.

This incident taught me a good lesson. Just like some people conk off in relationship, some systems too conk off just when you need the most. The only difference is that while we can take a back up of the files that are there in the computer or retype the file that is required, elsewhere, there is no back up of a lost relationship.




Posted in My Experiments With Life.

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Where Are We Heading?


A few days back, I saw two news items on television. One was from a school in Nasik. A student beat his classmate to death because of  a tussle for the seat. Then there was another news about a student from Lucknow who shot his teacher with a gun because the latter scolded him. I have been seeing aggressiveness among the students of my school too, though, fortunately, it has not reached to such a great extent. Still, even minor skirmishes lead to fist fights and pushing and pulling. If I say that when I was a student, such things never happened, then I am lying. Some of my classmates were equally aggressive. But the number of such students were very less, may be one or two. But now, many children are following that path. Often, I have to tell them that it’s not good to vent anger by violent means.

I wonder what could be the reason for such a change in attitude! Why is it that students cannot control their anger? Who is to blame for such a mess? Once I had a talk with the mother of a child from my class who slapped another girl. As we talked about this issue,  she told me that the student was equally aggressive at home. She has a younger sister and the mother often told her that because she is elder, she must learn to forgive, even when the younger one is at fault. I got a shock. I explained to the mother that if the younger one has committed a mistake, she should be scolded, not the elder one. I told that, may be, this attitude of hers is making her daughter aggressive. I told the student that she should improve her behaviour too. She has agreed that she will try to change herself. There was another girl who used abusive language. Everybody had complains about her, almost everyday. I talked with her mother too. I told her that something is troubling her daughter and she is not able to talk about her problem to anyone. I asked her mother how her behaviour was at home. She told me something which startled me. The student used to come home from school and shut herself in a room and she did not have any friends. I told her that that is a matter of grave concern. She should talk to her daughter and find out why she is behaving the way she does. I talked to that student and told her that because she is using bad language, nobody wants to be friends with her. She should change her behaviour and I also told her that I was sure she could change herself for the better .It has been more than a month and nobody has complained  about her. When other students don’t behave well, I show her example and say, if she can improve herself, why cannot others?


I feel that the children’s aggressiveness can be controlled if we give them a patient hearing. Most of the times, we have pre-concieved notions about kids being indisciplined. I have heard comment from teachers “O, that girl? She doesn’t know how to behave.” If we elders think that way, how can that child think of improving? It is a vicious cycle. When the child knows that her effort of becoming good will not be appreciated by anyone, why should she improve at all? Don’t you think we elders should change our behaviour before changing children?


Posted in children.

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Masakkali


The other day my brother and I were watching the promotional advertisement of the movie ‘Delhi 6′.  My brother said “That dove. It looks so beautiful.” For the uninitiated, the dove plays the major role in the movie to bring Abhishek Bachchan and Sonam Kapoor together. I had a closer look at that dove. It was indeed beautiful, pristine white. And I could see that it had an attitude of an actor too, with puffed chest and all.

And then I thought of an incident that happened a few days ago. A pigeon sat on the window grill. I was watching it closely. It had this sagely look. It  turned its head and I thought it was thinking “What silly things are happening in this world?” Then it blinked. I enjoyed its funny acts. As I had some work, I got in to the room but, unfortunately, I forgot to close the door. After a while, I heard a flutter and a crash. I told my brother “There’s an intruder in our house. Better be careful.” I saw a vessel which lay on the floor. And as I went to the room, I saw that pigeon sitting on top of the closet. It had entered the room taking two sharp turns but now it had lost its way and couldn’t go out. Brother told me to open all the doors and windows. And I did as I was told. After a while, the pigeon managed to fly away to freedom. The problem is that there are lot of shops on the ground floor of our apartment. And the messy pigeons have made nests in the gap of roller shutters of the shops. Now it’s the breeding season. So if we keep our doors open, we get unwanted visitors.

I told my brother “Masakkali looks very good in film but I would never want it to enter my home again.”


Posted in Nature.

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Happy Valentine’s Day


This Valentine Day’s eve Muthalik got lot of pink reply from across the country. Guess it’s Woman Power in action. :D

Some of my students too came up with their gems of wisdom. As I went to one of the classes, I heard one student ask another “Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day, no?” I was surprised and I glanced at her. Immediately, another girl, who was standing nearby, said “Miss, she’s just asking whether tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day. Nothing else.” I told her that I did not say anything. So why worry?” She replied “Even if you did not say anything, your eyes said a lot.” I was dumbfounded with this reply. :P

Here’s wishing all my blogger friends, a Happy Valentine’s Day. May you spend lovely, memorable moments with your Valentine. :)



Posted in My Experiments With Life.

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One Day At A Time




I happened to hear this song and it has inspired me a lot. Cristy Lane’s the singer. I dedicate this song to all those who are depressed. May you get strength to take one day at a time.



One day at a time sweet Jesus

I am only human, I am just a woman
Help me believe in what I could be and all that I am.
Show me the stairway I have to climb.
Lord, for my sake,
Teach me to take one day at a time.
One day at a time sweet Jesus,
That’s all I am asking from you.
Just give me the strength to do every day what I have to do.
Yesterday’s gone sweet Jesus
And tomorrow may never be mine.
Lord help me today,
Show me the way one day at a time.
Do You remember when You walked the mountain?

Well Jesus, You know, if You’re looking below, it’s worse
now than then.
Cheating and stealing, violence and crime,
So for my sake, teach me to take one day at a time.
One day at a time sweet Jesus
That’s all I am asking from you.
Just give me the strength to do every day what I have to do.
Yesterday’s gone sweet Jesus,
And tomorrow may never be mine
Lord help me today,
Show me the way one day at a time.



Posted in Poetry.

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Change For The Better?


Hello folks! I am back with a post.

A few days back one of my classmates had come to my school to meet teachers. Before I forget, let me tell you that I teach in the same school where I had studied. One of my colleagues told me that an ex-student, (She told the name of the ex-student, which I would not disclose here.) has come to meet teachers. When I heard the name, I told her “I guess, she’s my classmate.” She was talking to the teachers in an excited manner. That’s what happens when you meet teachers after 13 years. Then she turned towards the side where I was sitting. When she saw me she said ‘Hiiiiiiiiii’. I was amazed that she recognized me . She hugged me too. I came to know that she has settled in New York. But something struck me. She had become a Yankee both in the way she talked as well as in the way she dressed. She had put on a lot of weight. Gone was the lean student of yester years. Now she was obese and that was one reason why I was aghast    at the kind of skin tight, sleeveless cloth that she was wearing. I know all American ladies don’t wear those kind of dresses. But those people who go to US from India just get carried away and think they can wear any kind of dress. But anyway,    it’s their choice.

As far as dresses are concerned, mine are of the simplest kind. One of my colleagues has problem with that too. Why don’t I wear dresses with slightly deeper necklines? My dresses have round neck, the kind that grandmothers used to wear, so people say. I don’t wear jewelry at all. That’s also a cause of problem for some. So this lady told me once that I should look presentable to students. They learn to wear dresses by looking at what their teachers wear. She wears the nicest clothes to school, complete with matching jewelry. That doesn’t mean that I go to school shabbily dressed but I believe in simple living. And that’s one thing which I would like my students to learn from me. This lady who’s very beautiful has created  problem with colleagues due to her behaviour. She has annoyed many people because of her razor sharp tongue. She keeps on gossipping about others and, many times she has told me things about others which I would not like to hear but I keep my mouth shut.

I am glad that I give more importance to inward beauty rather than outward one. It has helped me to deal with situations in a positive manner. May be, my students are not impressed with my dressing sense but whenever they have any problem they approach me for help because they know that Jissy Miss knows how to keep secrets. If the matter is between students and me then it remains just that. None of the teachers would know about it. If I am able to help at least one student to overcome her emotional problem, I would be the happiest person on earth.  At times, I am amazed as to how freely they tell about their personal problem to me. Believe me, the joy that this trust gives me surpasses all the material beauty.

  


Posted in Friends.

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Apple Of The Eye


Well, this is that time of the year when I go for my eye check up. My specs’ glass had broken. And, without specs, I can’t see anything. clearly I knew something bad was going to happen this time and I was right. My eye sight has decreased further. I mean, my number has increased. The first thing that doctor asked me was how long do I sit on the Net. I told ‘About one and a half hour daily.’ She got a shock and told me that I was addicted to sitting on the Net and should stop siting on the Net altogether or, if that’s not possible, just sit for once a week. Now, how can I leave Net forever? I thought the second option’s better. So folks, now you’ll get to hear my blabbering  once a week only.


I was trying to figure out the positive aspect of this problem. I got, not one but two aspects. First, I am busy correcting papers and I am concentrating fully on that so that I don’t think about blogging and chatting. Don’t be angry. Doctor told me to divert my energy to something else. for my eyes’  sake. The second aspect is related to the broken glass. The glass had not broken completely. Just a big scratch but my visibility decreased because of that. I had no option but to wear the scratchy specs till a new one was made. What’s positive about this, did you ask? Well, I became the apple of everyone’s eyes. All those who saw me asked what happened to my specs. One colleague also told me that it was not good to wear broken glass. I know very well that broken glass releases negative energy but in my case, it released lot of comments and, as I said,  I became the apple of everyone’s eyes. May be it would have been an embarrassing situation for others but, being the DUMBO that I am, I enjoyed every moment of it.

I thank all my friends who have supported me in my endeavour to stay away from Net. I am so glad to know that my friends care for me. But I promise, we’ll stay in touch.


Posted in My Experiments With Life.

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