Mornings…even Six O clock, is full of life in and around the park. There are about 50 people walking, jogging, running… some seem to need it, like yours truly… Some, I feel are gluttons for self punishment, they look trim enough to catwalk…yet, they want to ‘sweat walk’!<?XML:NAMESPACE PREFIX = O /><O:P></O:P>
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Faces are becoming familiar and fleeting smiles are exchanged…soon I might even start recognizing the pigeons in the park…Saw a particularly...

I remember the excuses we used to give for underperforming or failing in tests…<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>
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The most common ones used to be ‘It was out of syllabus’ or “the teacher showed partiality… So and so has been given full marks …and she has cut my marks though I have written the same answer…” We even used to try the time-tested one, ‘ The paper was too lengthy and there...

Of late I have been really trying to coach some kids for a Science tournament. I say trying because if one shows for the class the other does not and if 2 shows up it rains, or class room not availabe or even one day the projector fell down while I was TRYING to teach and scared the kids. Also I was continually disappointed that they all did not apply their minds to it or did not put in enough effort or took the whole coaching for the event more lightly than they should have. Well somehow we went...

It is disgusting to see reports of females of all ages being abused in different ways, every day in the newspapers! These are but the few which get reported. There are millions of other cases happening every minute around the world. Nature has created all species under both the sexes and all of us know the margin that divides the two sexes is but very thin. Just a small mistake in creation can lead to so many other problems. We also know male and female genders are complementary and cannot survive...

Everytime I see my DD and her friend huddled together, their hands cupped over their mouths and ears and whispering into each others ears, brings a smile on my face. I just leave them to enjoy this part of their growing up..well there is still time to tell her about keeping secrets...

“The secret is your slave, but you become its slave if you disclose it.”

I feel that a secret that has been told to me, is told because the person trusted that i will not divulge...