Saturday, September 19, 2009

A trip down memory lane

I had a good opportunity of meeting my beloved principal Ms Hemalatha pradhan after a long gap of seven years.After leaving my school i never got an opportunity to meet her.I also had a feeling og meeting her only if i had achieved something worthwhile  in my life.A senior of mine convinced that it would be nice to visit our teacher and thank them for what they had given to us.I went to her home with an expectation  that she would forgive me for not visiting so long....

She was the person who influenced me a lot into reading books,participating in extra curricular activities and gave me a childhood which was fun and frolic.

It was an emotional trip both for meand my senior soumya.My princpal was so happy on seeing us both that we had very lengthy conversations on our schooling days and how her discipline and teaching helped us to achieve what we are right now.She took the opportunity and suggested that we can have a get together of sorts-bringing all my friends,seniors and juniors for a day and share their wonderful experiences they had with the school.I am planning to pen a book about my wonderful time at Tiny tots and ask my friends to do the same in the future very soon.This would be my guru dakshina to my school and my Headmistress.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Remembering my Guru's

September the 5th in India is celebrated as teachers day.A day in remembrance of  the teachers who shape our life and play an important role  in moulding a  student in to a model citizen.Some times teachers are our friends,our guides or our mentors who help us to get on with our studies with their support.There are many such people in my childhood i remember very well.People who have trained me to speak various languages,who nurtured my mind so that I would always think positively and take the right decisions.

My faculty for datawarehousing and artificial intelligence

My special thanks goes to my headmistress Hemalatha Pradhan,who made us to realise the importance of the English language and use it as a tool to build relations across various spectrum's of the society.Teachers who have dedicated their lives in spreading the knowledge they posses and bringing up the cognizants of tomoro in today's children should never be forgotten.


Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. and games period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more
eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost, We laughed, we cried,
we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience