Just read an article (in The Hindu) about the genius Indian mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan about whom a movie is being made.

Before the article starts it says "Seven cities fought for Homer dead, Through which, Homer living, begged his bread"...

It indicates to the harsh treatment some brilliant geniuses received while they were alive and honoured once they were no more.

Secret of the Nagas

It’s true that Amish’s book compels its reader to pick the next book from his trilogy as one completes reading the present book. He unveils the deepest and darkest secrets of his characters yet withholding an important element from the story only to be revealed in his next series.

I wouldn’t say I liked his Immortals of the Meluha thoroughly but it’s quite a good read.
His second book of the Shiva Trilogy-The Secret of the Nagas, starts with a dull note though it takes new twists and turns in the second half. It is, thus, fast paced than the first half and keeps the reader glued to it.

Unfortunately, I have not laid my hands on ‘Oath of the Vayuputras’ which I intend to do very soon.

The Immortals of Meluha

I finished reading 'The Immortals of Meluha' quite some time back but never had the chance to write about it.
It's not a great book. Nevertheless, there are few instances which make the book worth reading.
I had picked up this up book from a book fair just by sheer accident and it became my companion during my commute from home to work (not to forget the travelling time from home to work was just 20 minutes).

The major reason that drew me read the book was that it was a fiction interwoven around mythological characters.
Such encounters in the past had proved to be really fruitful especially S.L. Bhyrappa's "Parva".

An appealing factor about the story is Amish's way of explaining practices of age old days which can easily be compared to the modern day amenities.
The Meluhan way of town planning, drainage maintanance, hygiene management, scientific researches, the use of mirrors (in the manner of copper plates) and soap for bathing (cake like substance)has been introduced in a simple way whose connection can be drawn to the present day usages.

There is one part where he mentions about Lord Ram's idea of an ideal society (Rama Rajya)which should have both 'stability' and 'flexibility'.
He says- "Stability allows a person the freedom of choice. People can pursue their dreams only when they are living in a society where survival is not a daily threat. In a society without security and stability, there are no intellectuals or artists or geniuses. man is constantly in fight or flight mode. Where is the luxury then to allow ideas to be nurtured or dreams to be pursued?
That is the way all humans were before formed societies. Civilisation is very fragile. All it takes is a few decades o chaos to forget humanity and turn into animals'.

But allowing people to achieving their potential causes instability too, partially. People are happy when their life changes for the better. But there are situations in which change can lead to chaos.
When people face a change imposed by others which they cannot understand, they resist it as it happens too fast. And too rapid a change causes instability.

That is the bedrock of Ram's way of life. There are laws which help a society change slowly and allow it to remain stable. At the same time, it allows its citizens the freedom to follow their dreams".

Rhythm and Movement therapy

Attended a rejuvenating Dance therapy session today at our school which was demonstrated by Dr. Tripura Kashyap, a dance therapist.

As her colleague's body moved to the tunes of enchanting music most of our bodies too wanted to sway.

How well she explained the way body movements can be used in the classroom which, not only enhances learning but revitalises the creativity of each student and teacher.

Dance, which can be learned not for a performance but as a process, can be amalgamated in each subject a child is learning in class.

Simple usage of props such as balloons, sticks, stretching ropes can make a boring topic more interesting.

She imbibed Howard Gardner's concept of 'Multiple Intelligence' to express each child's unique ability too.

By far it was an amazing session, to conclude.

Adventures of Rusty

I was just flipping through the pages of the Kannada translation of Rusty's Adventures and found these beautiful sketches by Suddhasatva Basu.

Here are few images...

The body felt tired and strained not wanting to move much.
Wherever it moved- each room, each corner cried for cleanliness which the mind overlooked to register.
The mind was without any thoughts.
Both the body and mind craved for a cozy corner to savour the quietness of the house.
The hands picked up a new book from the book shelf which read 'Atlas Shrugged' (half-read many times)not being very sure if it had to be done so as the book contained more than thousand pages.
Eyes focused hard on the small font of the text.
They rolled through the first page- John Galt, Eddie Willers; except the names nothing was registered.
Lazily, fingers tapped on the Android phone lying nearby.
Scrolling up and down the song list, it finally played a romantic number from a Hindi movie.
The ears had listened to the song long back and had liked.
So, it was replayed.
At the same time, the hands needed a paper and pen to jot down these meandering.
The fingers were not prepared to use the keyboard to type.
They searched for a piece of paper finding upon which they moved to produce this post of the blog.

Rest

After getting my much needed rest, I realised how tired I was and I didn't realise it in the rush of my work, school and home.

I am feeling so good to have spent a lazy day amidst the daily routine.

I am waiting for the next three months to pass on soon.

Land of Strawberries

Few images from the land of Strawberries...Mahabaleshwar.

Various squash bottles used by street vendors.

Bottles lined up in a store.

A single night....

One more short story by Rabindranath Tagore...A single night.

I liked this ONE particular part...

"I had no doubt that it would soon become necessary for me to lay down my life for my country.

My father passed away, so I quit college and got a job as an assistant master at a school. I told myself I had found the right sort of work. My guidance and encouragement would raise each pupil to be a leader of the new India.

I started work. I found that the coming exam was much more demanding than the new India. The head master objected if I breathed a single word to the pupils outside grammar and algebra. In a couple of months my enthusiasm had faded away. I became one of those dull individualswho sits and broods when he is at home; who, when working, shoulders his plough with his head bowed, whipped from behind, meekly breaking up earth; content at night to stuff his belly with cattle -fodder; noenergy or enterprise in him at all".

A similar situation that I am facing at work. Let alone bringing a change in the student, managing the documentation of what has 'NOT' been achieved is a big job which I have been doing from past eight months!!!

It's frustrating to be surrounded by students who have been brought up people who do not know what to do with their money, by authorities who assume that their subordinates would anything for an appraisal and money.

Sun, Sand and Star fish

Few images from my previous trip to the beach in Karwar...

Ganesha Immersion

Last week, the whole city of Hyderabad was busy with the Ganesh immersion.

Me and my daughter witnessed the same immersion sight next to our apartment which is surrounded by daily wage workers.

A group of about 6-7 children gathered around carrying a drum made of cardboard box. I did think they were playing something but later I realised that they were all busy in the immersion of the Ganesh they had prepared.

The Ganesh (which was invisible for me though) was placed on a tiny truck which too was built with cardboard boxes. All the children danced and shouted around their truck while pulling the chord which was tied at its end.

Dancing merrily, they brought their idol to an open field filled with shrubs, cleared some place for themselves, dug a hole and happily sent away their GOD.

The whole act was finished in just 10- 15 mins time.

While all the others try to immerse their favourite God with pompous and glory, the children displyed it in their own way.

This incident happened just today in my class.

She is a second grade student- very cute, still filled with baby talk (as she cannot pronounce few letters) and very innocent too.
After she completed her work, I started chatting and pulling her leg saying that you always go down from higher classes the following year. So, I said "you will go to first grade next year".
She kept refusing and at the end she revealed something which made my heart sink. She said 'few of her classmates do ask her to go to first grade again as she does not know the spelling of words'.

This she said casually without any bad feeling which only reflects her innocence.

This is the kind of situation faced by many of the children who have a learning difficulty.
They are not completely accepted by the peers even though a lot of counselling is done by the class teachers.

These children are always looked down as someone who is slow in understanding and cannot match the speed of rest of the class.

This indifferent attitude of peers along with the frustration of not being able to learn brings down the confidence level of the child to a very great extent.

I wish these children could be understood better.

I have been arranging my new book shelf...with old novels, with cute little animal creatures, with some handmade paper 'Thank you' notes (which I received recently).

It's a good feeling to see all my books lined up again. They have their own corner now.
I always wanted to have that cozy corner for my books.

Today being a lazy day, I caught hold of one of my old literature books: The Poet's Pen (a collection of poems by so many versatile poets). I have been flipping through the pages, reading a few poems, reading about poets... Robert Browning, John Donne, Wordsworth, Milton, John Keats almost evrybody's poems can be found in the book. Though my literature quotient has really gone down these days, I liked the feeling of going back to college days and attending literature classes.

A very beautiful temple or rather 'group of temples' that we found accidentally in the old city of Hyderabad. I say group of temples as there are almost 10 to 11 temples which are same as the other with a Shiv ling inside the temple and a Nandi facing the shiv ling.
Here are a few pictures:

Teaching (or learning) Math

I have always been bad with numbers.
Except the basic operations of addition and multiplication all other calculations make me phobic.
Sometimes I even thought if I were dyscalculic (may be in some respect yes!!!).
Though, being with S I have learnt a great deal now.

When I started taking classes for my student 'N' I concentrated mainly on English.
But her mother explained that not only English but Math too was a great area of concern.
She wanted me to teach both the subjects.
Now, I couldn't admit to her that I was so bad in Math especially even at the third grade level.

I decided to give it a try, though I started it much later when she showed some improvement in English.
At present, to my amusement I am not just teaching her Math but I have learnt a great deal while being in that process. (I must thank S too here as he has given me lot of ideas).
I can easily connect one area to another related topic, can prepare a lesson plan and make it interseting.
As for N's mother is concerned, she is very happy that her daughter has shown changes (if not lot yet considerably)in her 'attitude' towards the subject. This attitude change can make a lot of difference. This who once hated the subject likes to learn the same numbers now!

And I am glad that I too changed my attitude from 'NOT teaching MATH' to 'YES I will teach MATH'.