Some of my favourite teachers, and most of them would have joined the list when they were no longer teaching me, coz its only in the end that I realized that they meant some real, sincere good for me.
Mrs Beddoe, for the pronunciations I know
Mrs Dias, for making me believe that I had a l’ll more brain than the rest ;) ..at that time I did believe it!!
Mrs James, for making me fall in love with Maths
Mrs Rudola, for setting me right..that’s helped me this far!
Mrs Wadhwa, I think I have been thanking her for every day of my working life for the last one year, whatever little accounting I know.. ONLY because of her!
Ms Gupta, I realize that she did help me write better and I finally do know the difference between its and it’s.
TS. I thank her from the bottom of my heart. Any presentation that I have made in life, I have thought of her either before, during or after it. She gave me the confidence.
Prof RM Singh, no one taught Eco like he did
DG, for giving me the strongest Intl Fin fundas
PRS for not teaching marketing, rather magically injecting it into my system. I can discuss the BCG matrix even in my sleep.. with examples
Prof Natarajan, however cruel he may have seemed then, IDCM eventually did make a lot of sense.
Prof Avinash Paranjpe, for making a 9 o’clock morning class on financial markets the most awaited thing
Prof Kidiyoor, for being the cool, practical, logical and sensible Prof around.
Prof Ajith Kumar, he’s my favourite at TAPMI for his sincerity and the way he respects his students as intelligent adults… and no doubt he’s great at his subjects.
All the above names are of teachers who I came across at one of the three educational institutions I have been a part of, CJM, CBS and TAPMI, but apart from these too I have come across some great teachers and here goes the list
This list has to be topped by my Mom and Grandmom, and I guess I can run out of space if I start listing down what all they taught me.. so no questions asked, the two ladies win it! My Dad for teaching me to be super confident all the time, as in ALL THE TIME. My bros for the attitude i have ;)
And some more people who have knowingly or unknowingly taught me quite a bit - Arti Tahiliani, Ruchika Saraf, Nilesh Gauda and Madhur Sinha.
Finally a big Happy Teachers’ Day to everybody. One day we celebrate, which wasn’t really the brainchild of someone sitting in an Archies Sales office!!
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
A year in Bangalore
It’s been a year in this city, which still feels so new, yet so much my own. There are so many places which feel so “me” and still some which feel so so alien. But I would not give all the credit to the city, I guess I have done my bit by totally opening myself up to it.
Since I am all by myself in the city, not even the slightest trace of the species called relatives (thankfully :p) I have more than happily lived totally by the kind called friends. They are my everything here. Even one weekend without them, I am like a fish out of water. But here again, time has trained me. I have now reached newer levels of loving the city, where I love a few places so much that I like being there all by myself. With friends or without them, there are some things and places that the last year has given me, and I have a feeling these are for keepers
Church street is so me
HRC on weekend afternoons
Coffee at Matteo
Food at queens
Beer at coco grove
Movies at fame shankarnaag (I call it the Priya of banaglore).. they do it the best here!
Morning jogs at cubbon park
Dinner at 13th floor, that’s my favourite place. I’d probably come back to the city for this one..if ever i leave it that is.
And not to forget the movies at rex, they have something special about them. I’ve seen some of the crappiest ones there..yet!!
An overdose of idli and dosa, I like it still!
Picking up my bit of kannada.. and I am so proud of that.
Wishful heading out on weekends.. done very little of that.. hating that bit :(.. but there is still hope!
Making some 100% new friends, and totally hitting it off with them
Learning so much at work, I knew nothing about what I do today.
Meeting some totally fun people at work too, and seeing a lot of them go!
Realizing time and again that people have serious issues with dilliwallahs.. but do I even care??
Knowing that I am my boss, and learning to draw the lines.
Ticking some items off the “I wish” list
Having pets for the first time in life, Stripey and Chilly my beautiful angels.
Yet.. falling sick and realizing that there is no place that can replace “home”. It just has some magic to it.
Not doing anything at all for some days that were so important for me till a year ago, holi, my birthday and a few more.
Learning that loneliness is only a state of mind, and nothing more.
Since I am all by myself in the city, not even the slightest trace of the species called relatives (thankfully :p) I have more than happily lived totally by the kind called friends. They are my everything here. Even one weekend without them, I am like a fish out of water. But here again, time has trained me. I have now reached newer levels of loving the city, where I love a few places so much that I like being there all by myself. With friends or without them, there are some things and places that the last year has given me, and I have a feeling these are for keepers
Church street is so me
HRC on weekend afternoons
Coffee at Matteo
Food at queens
Beer at coco grove
Movies at fame shankarnaag (I call it the Priya of banaglore).. they do it the best here!
Morning jogs at cubbon park
Dinner at 13th floor, that’s my favourite place. I’d probably come back to the city for this one..if ever i leave it that is.
And not to forget the movies at rex, they have something special about them. I’ve seen some of the crappiest ones there..yet!!
An overdose of idli and dosa, I like it still!
Picking up my bit of kannada.. and I am so proud of that.
Wishful heading out on weekends.. done very little of that.. hating that bit :(.. but there is still hope!
Making some 100% new friends, and totally hitting it off with them
Learning so much at work, I knew nothing about what I do today.
Meeting some totally fun people at work too, and seeing a lot of them go!
Realizing time and again that people have serious issues with dilliwallahs.. but do I even care??
Knowing that I am my boss, and learning to draw the lines.
Ticking some items off the “I wish” list
Having pets for the first time in life, Stripey and Chilly my beautiful angels.
Yet.. falling sick and realizing that there is no place that can replace “home”. It just has some magic to it.
Not doing anything at all for some days that were so important for me till a year ago, holi, my birthday and a few more.
Learning that loneliness is only a state of mind, and nothing more.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
:) / :(
Well it’s not been one of my best days today. I totally hate falling sick to an extent where I can not go to work, and I believe that there is no point in falling sick if there is nobody around to take care of me and pamper me. So now, since I live all alone, there was no one to push me to do things to which I would keep saying no for a long time. fully aware all through that I am being asked to do the “right” things, i'd give in only after some prolonged effort from the other parties.
Here, I must accept. I am a difficult person to be with when I am not feeling the best. I hate talking, eating, or basically doing anything. My funda is that to recover from an illness the body needs rest, and the same should be granted to it in the complete sense. But then, people want me to expend my energy on things like eating, visiting a doctor and I hate doing any of it.
Today, when there was no one to tell me to do anything, I realized I had to push myself for a lot more than just this. While just eating seemed a daunting task earlier, today the task was far more elaborate. I had to first cook for myself and then force myself to eat.
In my nine months of living alone, today was the first time I felt like taking the next flight home.
The entire thing with feeling sick and lonely, and missing home made me really sad. As in “really” sad. And trust me, it takes a lot, for me to actually feel sad. While I was experiencing all of this, I was online since I did not have anything better to do, or rather more out of habit. So in a bout of “real” sadness I made my Gtalk status message as a sad face [ :( ]. And I had never imagined what followed.
Within seconds of my doing this, I had chat windows popping all over the place. And what made me wonder and even laugh was what people thought. The first comments ranged from a simple “hey..what’s wrong” to more animated “tujhe pyaar vyaar to nahi ho gaya”. So after explaining things to most people that I was just feeling unwell and that the good weather was making me sadder, for I couldn’t really enjoy it, I was rather surprised by what most people had to say. “ C’mon Garry, remove that sad face, just doesn’t go with you,” to the extent that I was being cornered. I too finally gave in and all this in a matter of less than 30 minutes.
Though I did change my status message, not that I stopped feeling sad, I was feeling pretty much the same as before, except that I had a new thought with me. Agreed that I am happy or in an attempt to be happy, at all times. Does that mean that I have lost the right to be sad? Being sad is an absolutely valid human emotion, though not the best. Just like anybody else, I have the right to feel sad, though I still maintain that I shall strive for a happy face at all times :)
P.S: this note was written on 21 April 2010. I am perfectly well n happy now :)
just been too bu/la ZY!!
Here, I must accept. I am a difficult person to be with when I am not feeling the best. I hate talking, eating, or basically doing anything. My funda is that to recover from an illness the body needs rest, and the same should be granted to it in the complete sense. But then, people want me to expend my energy on things like eating, visiting a doctor and I hate doing any of it.
Today, when there was no one to tell me to do anything, I realized I had to push myself for a lot more than just this. While just eating seemed a daunting task earlier, today the task was far more elaborate. I had to first cook for myself and then force myself to eat.
In my nine months of living alone, today was the first time I felt like taking the next flight home.
The entire thing with feeling sick and lonely, and missing home made me really sad. As in “really” sad. And trust me, it takes a lot, for me to actually feel sad. While I was experiencing all of this, I was online since I did not have anything better to do, or rather more out of habit. So in a bout of “real” sadness I made my Gtalk status message as a sad face [ :( ]. And I had never imagined what followed.
Within seconds of my doing this, I had chat windows popping all over the place. And what made me wonder and even laugh was what people thought. The first comments ranged from a simple “hey..what’s wrong” to more animated “tujhe pyaar vyaar to nahi ho gaya”. So after explaining things to most people that I was just feeling unwell and that the good weather was making me sadder, for I couldn’t really enjoy it, I was rather surprised by what most people had to say. “ C’mon Garry, remove that sad face, just doesn’t go with you,” to the extent that I was being cornered. I too finally gave in and all this in a matter of less than 30 minutes.
Though I did change my status message, not that I stopped feeling sad, I was feeling pretty much the same as before, except that I had a new thought with me. Agreed that I am happy or in an attempt to be happy, at all times. Does that mean that I have lost the right to be sad? Being sad is an absolutely valid human emotion, though not the best. Just like anybody else, I have the right to feel sad, though I still maintain that I shall strive for a happy face at all times :)
P.S: this note was written on 21 April 2010. I am perfectly well n happy now :)
just been too bu/la ZY!!
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