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The Number Forty-Seven

I guess it’s a pretty special number for those who love guns, for who hasn’t heard of the (in)famous AK47 guns that got a popular film star into trouble with the law, and that too in a case associated with terrorism. The AK47 is synonymous almost with lawlessness too isn’t it? But it fair adds a punch in your life, without owning one too 😀

A little over eight years ago, we got our steadfast steed, a humble Maruti 800, which still serves in the same steadfast manner. The middle two digits of the registration number is – no guesses – 47 😀 And the letters of the registration read … *drumroll*… AK 😀 😀 😀 Can you even imagine the extent of my glee?? So, as is predictable, this steed has been christened the AK47, ever since, and believe you me, it has amazing speeds off the start, even though other cars do get past, in a bit! (more on it, here –LINK)

It was only yesterday that it dawned on me, the number 47, when it should have ages ago. It has to do with the things happening, the surge of implosion, sometimes explosion, the atmosphere of absolute emotion in extreme- it had to do with the number 47, along with two fascinating adjectives that go with it! It zapped me suddenly, those adjectives, in tandem with the 47, making this yet another amazing AK47. So who / what am I referring to, you think? That 47, who I refer to, will now get the idea, if they are here and reading 😀

I refer to my class, the inimitable Awesome Kinesthetic 47 (or Amazingly Kool 47 ). If you have read this (LINK) and this (LINK)you’ll understand the way I feel, a combination of such love, trepidation and anxiety, along with a tendency to grin and frown side by side, laugh crazily with them, tell tales and give them a sudden hug, on demand. Does that behaviour seem familiar? Especially if you’re a mother to lively kids. So, the AK47 analogy suddenly hit me, last night, as I was making them cards and putting CDs into them, of pictures that I had taken of them, over the past two years when I was their class teacher. It was to be a surprise gift- the card and the CD, on their last day, in school before their boards 🙂 Nostalgia wafted in the air, a sense of suppressed excitement too – no exam tension just smiles and free spirited conversations! They conducted themselves beautifully during the small prayer and blessings function we had, after which we headed back to the class, to dispense hall tickets. It was then I carried my bag of stuff in. Murmurs arose… but I paid no heed 😀 Gave instructions, small pep talk, and finally told them I had this for them. The collective gasp that went out was reward enough. No thank yous were needed after that 🙂 So each one received their little card and CD, with strict instructions not to put anything on FB till the end of the exams 😀 Much laughter greeted that instruction.

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The Cards they received 🙂

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My goody bag 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

And then a voice piped up from the back of the class, teacher we’ve also got something for you- 47 love letters 🙂 There appeared a red satin sack, much like Santa Claus’ , which was ceremoniously handed over to me 😀 Was I overwhelmed? Well. I have been receiving receiving so much much from them, through the two years that what I feel at this point is inadequately expressed in the utter and absolute love I felt then. Feel now. Each child had written in his/her own unique manner, and one went like this- “I don’t know to express myself – so I shall let this quote say it…. ” Very clever, but articulate too!

I read them, letter by letter, when I got home, and I cannot name only a few, though there were these slices of emotion, love, laughter and energy so beautifully beautifully arrayed and displayed. Awesome does not cover it. No word does. Just the ehsaas, the feel, a warm cosy comforter, tucked around you, with delightful little delights popping up now and then, making you squeal, with delight 😀 😀 This is me now. 🙂

So, to the 47, the wondrous 47, I had to write this for the world to know, you ARE special, and no matter what anybody tells you, know this, you are the nicest AK47 I’ve ever known 🙂 Apart from my steed of course. May you always have this specialness about you, with the crazy energy levels, suitably directed, and ably used. Stay blessed 🙂

25 February, 2015

For Day#20 of #RamblingsInFebruary, a happy soul posting this crazily 😀 😀

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The Chronicles of a Class

… or how we got our Nine days of Fame, thanks to Deccan Chronicle 😀

I know. Sigh. Trust me to get all cheesy, even about something as wonderful as getting appreciation, state-wide, well actually Nationally and Internationally when you think of the number of readers we reached out to, via shares on Facebook. That’s why I laud the social networking sites, while I still fight the engaging way they never let you go.

Cris, the awesome writer of this article, made such succinct beautiful sense of a rather long and garbled out-of-focus rambling, in answer to some wonderful questions she asked, during our ‘interview’. I must thank her for her patience and for her ability to sift through all of the rambling and come up with the required 250 words. And what do I say of Harish R Varma, the instigator of the interview, and therefore the write? Certainly creating and taking forward the creating of Happy Days for as many people as he could 🙂

(Click on pictures to enlarge and see in full resolution – as full as can be 🙂 )

 

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(The above was written in here, on 11 July, just before the World Cup came to its fantastic close 🙂 – and here I am, on 19 July, catching up with the many things that have happened since )

The Article, published in The Deccan Chronicle, on 3 July, 2014, in their Classroom Page, which is a space for news on/of/ from campuses across the nation featured my class and me! All thanks to Cris and Harish 🙂 A shoutout to both of you wonderful people. You have brought joy and sense of achievement not only to the famous 47+1 but also to their families and the school! God Bless y’all 🙂

You’ll find that the content is self explanatory. And for those who do wonder at my having played the WC anthem of 2010, I have shared a picture, a screenshot, I think, taken by one of those kids who did remember, Vaisakh, where he has highlighted the relevant part 😀 I cannot tell you what joy that brought! The comments that followed are soul food. Thank you to each of you. (Click on the picture to enlarge, and read)

The Article – highlighting done by Vaisakh

The poster competition, referred to, in the article also brought good news for the class. We received the First Prize, a shield, which proudly adorns our wall 🙂

 

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The First Prize for the Poster Competition, on FIFA World Cup 2014, rests proudly in our Class!

So, what brought us this fame? It was these expressions of creativity, mainly, that I had shared, along with my crazy football updates, most regularly on Facebook! When I asked my class, and the other classes I go, if we could update our Black board, or any other space in class with information and pictures, the immediate response was a resounding yes, from X’D’ – MY class. However, the next Monday, when I saw the uninspired writing of JUST the highlights, my face fell, and I certainly did mope 😀 I did sound disappointed too, and told them that it was OK, and we’d stick to whatever they could 😀 By the afternoon, when I was invited back to the class, there was a sea change, a transformation of the wallscape, where collage was taking shape, and the greenboard assumed festive colours. We were in Samba Land 😛 There was no turning back! And since the publication of that charming write up by Cris, the rest as they say, is History 😀

We did Rock the Samba, all the way down in our Class!

We did Rock the Samba, all the way down in our Class!

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The Collage slowing taking shape

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Completed! The Collage!

 

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The 48!                                    The Poster Posers!             The Creativity!                 And the Joy! Oh! The Joy!

But, it does not stop there. No Sireeee! X ‘D’ does not believe in doing things by half-measures, and they certainly measured up in performances in the Cultural Fest which just concluded, but most especially, they are Masters of the Cliffhanger 😀 How? Ah! Therein lies the tale!

Gurupoornima was observed in school, on 11 July, 2014 – to mark the day for oblation to our own Guru; both, teachers and students, paid their respects in whichever way they could to their own Gurus. That day, more than Teachers’ Day was  a revelation! We had ‘paada puja’, led by our own Principal, Dr. Manoranjini, who honoured her Guru, the Chief Guest for the occasion, in the morning session, followed by students’ performances of both dance and music, tastefully done. It must be mentioned here, that this session where the paada puja, the washing of the Guru’s feet, and then paying obeisance with a ‘namaskaram’ at the feet, does not come easy to anyone, these days. Especially in public! So, it was truly inspiring to have the School Principal lead the way for all of us, teachers, and students to do the same, only if one wished to. This was done in full view of the entire gathering in the Auditorium, so that it transferred the sense of humility one felt in the presence of something far greater than ourselves. Respect.  No compulsion there – but we did, to those whom we considered as our Guru! It was a liberating experience too, to have been able to set aside one’s ego, and prostrate at the feet of those we did consider as our Guru.

So, what does this have to do with my class? Ah! The absolutely creative and mischievous lot they are, they did not wish me AT ALL, but looked suitably dumb in the first period when children from other classes came in, wished me, and even shared cards and sweets 😀 ! My class? Not a quiver of emotion. Deadpan. Puzzled I was, but did not say a WORD. Except at the end of the first period when I told them accusingly, that they did not even WISH me 😀 They smiled. Serenely 🙂 🙂 That was clue enough. The cliffhanger. I was there, but did not have time to wonder what exactly they were upto, for much work awaited, in planning duties for the upcoming Cultural Fest, due to start immediately after the weekend 😀

Last period. Lots of work. And two of my students come, terrified expressions, to tell me another girl in class has injured her leg when the desk fell on her leg – possibly a fracture! I dropped whatever I was doing, and rushed, heart in my mouth, directing one of the two to rush and get the PT Teacher. I reached the Class door, which was shut!

The penny dropped. I stopped. Looked at this other girl with me, who, incidentally, was trying hard to maintain the terrified expression. The smile, the mischief had started leaking through the frown 😛

Gingerly, I pushed open the door, and what do I see, hear, but an electric guitar strumming (our own George Mathew, ace guitarist at it 😀 ), along with Vivek on the Triple Drums, belting out, with the class, WE WILL WE WILL ROCK YOU! Oooooh! Ooooh! I did a Susmita Sen expression, (when she received her Miss Universe Title) – the jaw dropped, round eyed, happy, overwhelmed expression! And my heart started beating at normal pace once again 😛 Well as normal as can be, when you’re overjoyed! And then it raced again, my heart 😀 I was sure that the class and its Class Teacher were going to be hauled up for the racket emanating from the class! Shushing them down (duh! What a task! ) I went on to thank them – but no, it was not done yet – the Smart Class was switched on with a lovely message 🙂 Cards awaited 🙂 Shared below 🙂 And a lovely gift too! Sheepishly they said they wanted to surprise me, that is why they stayed mum all day 🙂 And boy oh BOY! did they ever!!!

I promised them a blog, to attempt to capture the sense of gratitude I have for them, for their affection, the sense of conspiracy I feel most times, with them, in all our endeavours 🙂 X “D”, you are the rock, not me 🙂 So, as the cliche goes, Rock ON! 😀

Shared here is their creativity, and that of the students of other classes, particularly Class 8’B’, 7″D” and 6″B”, along with cards from a certain lovely young lady in Class 12, and others from classes I do not go to, this year 🙂 All, all of them very very precious souls 🙂 Thank you, each and everyone of you. Stay Blessed!

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The Cover

 

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Awesomeness from X D

 

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Collections of pure blessings from the kids!

Meanwhile, The Chronicles with this class will most certainly continue, you can bet on that!

Earlier, they have featured here,  🙂
And yet another awesome X D made a farewell memorable, here
Last years’ X D, when they were in Class 8, featured here 😀 (I bet you people did not even know, right? )

Comments are welcome, dear kids 🙂 If you cannot see the comment space below, click on the title of this write up, and it will follow. All you need to sign in with are your name, email id 🙂 The email will NOT be shared.

20 July, 2014
*Phew* Under 1600 words. Just. 😀

Lol! I just learned something. When you write X and D, without a space you get this XD ! Oh my!


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Truly a Vijay Diwas

This is in continuation to my previous post, about Vijay Diwas (link ), that was to have been observed on 26 July, 2013, to mark yet another anniversary of the success of Operation Vijay, at Kargil. The fourteenth anniversary.

So why am I here, at least two days late, and that too with a weekend in between? 😀 Do excuse me, but I had made a promise to myself, having mounted a personal Operation Vijay to succeed with marking papers (and nothing, NOTHING was to come between me and that task 😛 )! Let me give you the good news of that success first!

But, more importantly, it was the success of the activity at school that really makes me call it a Vijay Diwas. Victory in small and great measures. In that single day’s activity, whether it registered fully or not, the entire campus, each classroom, the corridors, the window panes, were awash with messages of Patriotism, with skits, paintings on the walls, puppets, models, charts, candles lit, and the air of festive victory was indeed tempered with a bit of sombre memories of the happenings  fourteen years ago. 🙂

I normally do not like to share pictures of students for obvious reasons, but I think this time I should, just to show you their fine effort here (my class particularly :D) and also when they had made displays for the first and second days of this Malayalam Month, Karkidakom (this year it is started on 16 July… also called the Ramayana Maasam (meaning month). They learnt much then too, of the ‘Dashapushpam’, the ten plants that are revered, and used through the  month, and honoured too! And the “Pathela” (10 leaves, Pathth – 10, Ela – leaf)). which is cooked ( a recipe that my mother shared and which has been written down in Malayalam figures in the picture 🙂 ) on the first Friday of this Malayalam month. The activities really brought home the ignorance of the kids, who could not recognize these simple plants and leaves that grew in abundance in their own little compounds, and even on the roadside. It however helped to rectify this problem to an extent, when they actually did research, and did the arrangement; and more importantly, connected with their grandparents in finding out the history behind it all! For me too, it was a huge learning experience! Let me just show you 🙂 The pictures are extremely amateurish, but what the heck, they’re still precious to me 🙂

26 July, 2013, in School 🙂

A section of the boys :D

A section of the boys 😀

The display at the back of the class... the concept was entire theirs :)

The display at the back of the class… the concept was entire theirs 🙂

A few lines of 'Aye Mere Watan Ke Logon' It was sung at Assembly that morning!

The PVC awardees... three of whom received it Posthumously

The PVC awardees… three of whom received it Posthumously

The zeal of the students in explaining to our visitors was so touching!

The zeal of the students in explaining to our visitors was so touching!

Us! A glimpse :)

Us! A glimpse 🙂

Us again... with a view of the back wall where the main display was!

Us again… with a view of the back wall where the main display was!

16th and 17th July, 2012: The Dashapushpam and Paththela Display 🙂

A look at the Dashapushpam, and the chart alongside

The making of the 'Paththela' Chart - the creativity was wonderful!

The making of the ‘Paththela’ Chart – the creativity was wonderful!

Many hands make light work :)

Many hands make light work 🙂

Getting in touch with Nature :)

Getting in touch with Nature 🙂

The Dashapushpam Display

This was simply out of the world! Paththela, written in Malayalam, on a leaf (I don't know which one it is, truly :D )

This was simply out of the world! Paththela, written in Malayalam, on a leaf (I don’t know which one it is, truly 😀 )

The chart, the leaf, and a recipe to boot :) Errm... to cook :P

The chart, the leaf, and a recipe to boot 🙂 Errm… to cook 😛

Today is also my second born’s “Malayalam” birthday 🙂 We’re really lucky in that we can celebrate a birthday twice 😀 Twice the happiness, twice the effort too, sometimes, but it’s also two days we feel special, and love to make another feel special 🙂 Our parents have always done this, marked both days with little joys, and so it continues 🙂 🙂 Achukutts, the real post is coming, but do take your share of good wishes, and perk up your awesomeness factor 🙂 It may be the end of the day, almost, but well, that really doesnt matter :D! What matters is that you are so so so loved 🙂

28 July 2013

Edited to add, on 29 July, 2013

The Class (9D), won the best class in their category 🙂 🙂 Proud of you kids 🙂 🙂 They got a special mention for the way they took our visitors around, and graciously explained the display! Yippeeeee!


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A Class Apart :)

Fifty two faces, bright, clean
Groomed hair, defying the
Dusty wind that
Pushes thru’ windows…
Pretty, demure girls (a total pretence :P)
Boys- Steadfast in attitude (a total sham :P)


But, forgiving of their
Nerdy, strait-jacket
Bonkered teachers
All the way!

A burgeoning thirteen (on average)
But going on Twenty 😀
In tiny tantalizing peeks
Practising the come-hither
Whatevers! 😀

Bold, brassy declarations
Experimenting always
Pushing the limits-
Their own folks’
And mine!And, much as I do
Shudder, chew imaginary nails
Worry and rage…
I must confess, that
In their sneaky
Absolutely naughty way,

They have me.
Just that!


28 December, 2011
While supervising a test, my own class, VIII ‘A’

Listen in  🙂

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