August 30th, 2004

importance of a classroom

As a student, I aways berated the fact that the teacher expected us to go prepared for a class and ask questions. Perhaps I was correct, but now as i am no longer able to be in a similar atmosphere, I do wonder whether it was after all the correct thing to do. There are so many interesting things in the world, so much that we know so little about,. the best way to achieve results is to brainstorm, yet how many of us do that? And axctually, how many of us CAN do that? If today a play from Shakespere interests me all over again, I will read it, open a dictionary, go over a thesaurus and a bit of mythology and dervive what meanings I can of it, and reach my own interpretations. but imagine the excitement and the involvement when I discuss it with a freind or two. We debate. we discover more salient points and point of views than I could have even dreamed of. My interest in the subject rises, and soon I dont just know that play of Shakespeare, but have doubts on it, know the history of it and a number of interesting albiet useless pieces of information on it. Time consuming? Yes, but also immensly more helpful than a lonely excercise.
Perhaps this is what our teachers always wanted. but to think this out demands interest, and interest can hardly ever be generated for someone who thinks it is COMPULSARY to do it. it is not your free will which decides, thus it cannot be nice.
But today, given a chance, there would be so many of my lessons and my freinds, class mates and teachers with whom I would like to sit, and actually be told to spend time discussing stuff. Getting to know stuff better, rather than be expected to know it, and battle with many other things to Find the we do now.
Oh! How nice it would be to have a place where we discuss the same topic un-interrupted.

Who says shifting is tough?

have moved. shifted closer to office, and restricted my world a lil more. need based. ironical how we reduce our worlds to suit ourselves.
Titanic excercise it bacame thanks to frnd coming over for the weekend. expecting him to be here for part of friday and saturday it was a bittersweet surprise to hear he would leave only on sunday evening. how it came about? my initial plans were to wrap up packing by saturday and shift on friday until that is i recvd the call from him, and so postponed part of packing to only sat evenining, and shifting to only sunday... friday evening im told sunday also included in his trip. cannot not be with him...its great to meet someone after more than a year. apart from him being a good frnd, and a new face after ages in this so-many-ppl-forsaken city. Welcome break for me and a welcome diversion for him (he is more used to touring the northe and sometimes bombay)
well cut a long story short. marauded with him post saturday afternoon after a morning spent in sleeping and packing (somewhat). came back at 1am and packed some more.slept at 330am got a call from brother at 630am! hes in NDA and was just back after an overnight trek. tried to sleep. got up at last. wrapped up packing. met frnds at 12noon, stayed out till 530pm. reached home at 6, arranged for tempo. smoothed matter of dues (by landlord) to society with the society chairman so as to be able to take the luggage out. got tempo loaded, reached new home by 745pm. unloaded. 830pm. went out since no gas/food arranged. came back. slept a dead mans sleep.
agenda for today - Unpack what i packed yesterday!