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Nita tagged me in her post to publish a candid and not posed photograph which was taken about 10 years ago. This made me rummage through a lot of albums left untouched since years, to dig out such photographs. So here is a slide show of three such snaps at my different ages. Hope its eligible for the tag. First is the photo taken by my sister when I was explaining to her that there had been pumpkins here and there on our roof during the time she was in hostel. Rest are self explanatory snaps. Just move the mouse on the photo to read the caption.
So boys and girls, uncles and aunties; I’m back!! In case you have not noticed my absence [ 😦 ] I was busy giving tests over last few days and I have read very few posts during that time. Even if I did, I may not have commented at that time. So if you are missing my comment (I hope so!) on your post, I will read it asap and comment soon. Few exciting things also happened during this time which encouraged my blogging confidence and I was itching to write a post expressing my gratitude with just a tinge of narcissism. 😛
# 1. My post on the different categories of students in any class, with a title sounding like a chapter of biology textbook “Classification of Students” got featured on DesiPundit.com. Thank you so very much Lekhni, for considering my post worthy enough to be contributed to DesiPundit.
Its been two months since I again became a student to do my second Master of Engineering in my core branch i.e. Electrical Engineering. The first day of M.E. (Power Systems Engineering) was a portent of what lay ahead. Getting up at an unholy time (6.45 am), bathing so early in morning, attending class from 8 to 11 and taking classes after that till evening are totally draining me out mentally and physically. For those who remember my earlier post on categories of students and those who were curious to know my classification, nowadays I can be classified as
# The First Bencher :- One of my Professors in M.E. writes on the board in such a small cursive handwriting that it is not resolvable or readable from the first bench even with a pair of binoculars. Though I admit I haven’t tried using a binoculars yet. Maybe I would one day. When I was the class monitor in school, then only I’d learnt that one has to write for the audience not for oneself on board. Another speaks in low voice and another’s subject is so boring that I have to sit there to avoid sleep. 😛
# The Yawner :- Just as the Professor turns his back to us, I yawn and stretch. 6.45 am is like dawn to me. 😦
# The Stimulator :- In all the 5 subjects, there are only two which really interest me and I’m active in that class. Whether I’m fun to teach or not , that only my professors can tell. 😀
Children emulate many people in their growing years, often those who leave a strong impression on their minds. I was quite impressed by my teachers and used to play teacher-student at home with my sister. Another profession I was impressed with was that of vegetable sellers (sabziwalis). After my Dad had brought weekly groceries, I used to pretend to be a vegetable seller and go to each family member to sell my vegetables. 😀 Thankfully after doing my B.E. I chose to be a teacher or rather a lecturer as they call in technical field. After more than 3 years, I’m still loving it!! I’ve seen lecturers shake head to toe before their first class ever. But since the day I stepped in to take the first class of my life and to teach a subject like Network Analysis which was one of the scariest subjects during my student life, I felt totally at ease. And after leading a dual life i.e. a student as well as a teacher for a while now, I have been able to observe both sides closely. I have already written about students from teachers’ point of view and the professional hazards of being a lecturer. Time to pass on some more pearls of my wisdom based on my experience. Now I have classified students of a class in some categories. I may have missed one or two categories. A student at a given time may belong to one or more category.
~George Bernard Shaw, “The Revolutionist’s Handbook,” Man and Superman
And I love good food!! I got this interesting and mouth watering e-mail and had to share with all of you. Oh my god! There are so many things I haven’t eaten yet. This will serve me as a list of all the food to be tasted before I die. 😀 Although there are some dishes like Red Ant Chutney of Chattisgarh (delicacy among tribals) which I would prefer not to eat.