Teachers- How Good You Want To Be?

Teachers- How Good You Want To Be?

Written by Prins Sir

Teaching is not to create awareness alone, but to enhance the thinking capacity of the students such that they develop the required skills to be successful in their career. The duty and responsibility as a teacher is to bring the students up to a level so that they’ll feel they can do it all by themselves. A teacher has to make teaching- a creative work. Great teachers are the ones who inspire the children to become someone valuable in this society. These teachers see good things in others; they stimulate the thoughts of the child. They teach from their heart, not from the books. They develop a good personal relationship with the students and the bond between the student and the faculty will be immense. These teachers motivate the students and the students feel that the teacher is really interested in their studies.

Teachers discuss various issues and the students will open up. Only when we create a good relation, the student will understand us better and we’ll be able to guide and teach them. A teacher is not built up in a day; only our strong passion, desire and experience can drive us to become a good teacher. A teacher need to have a vision, mission and purpose in order to teach. We deal with tender, human lives. Only hard work, sincere approach and dedication can develop our teaching capabilities. Just for the sake of teaching, you can complete the portions; that is not what we teachers are meant for.

 Our duties and responsibilities are of the highest degree. Teachers have to prepare the subject well in advance, write notes, solve problems and other related literature. A teacher should make a semester plan well in advance and develops a rough sketch of how you’ll engage the classes. A thoughtful teacher keeps in mind of the allotted time for completing the modules. A teacher should have a good time management quality. As teachers, we’re accountable to our students, their parents, the college management and finally to the almighty God.

“We need to provide positive thoughts and good insight to the students. We lay the foundation for their bright career.”

We must stay together with them as a good mentor, dissimulate essential knowledge and devote our time and energy for the upbringing of these young minds with love and affection. I shall say that the 3 P’s to become a perfect teacher are PRACTICE, PRACTICE & PRACTICE. Hard-work, lots of practice, dedication and at times  a little amount of smart work can do wonders in the lives of young teachers who look upon this profession as a noble deed and devote their time for a global enlightenment which its for a humanitarian cause.

– Mathew Princ Korah Philip
  Assistant Professor, Albertain Institute Of Science & Technology, Kochi, India.

PS 1: In fact, I might not know how I felt while copying this content from the hardcopy he’d paid me for reading last week. But I know, he is not a normal lecturer unlike other staff members in my college. Yea! I suppose, there is no one else in my college who owns a little weird attitude or personality, he’s as a college lecturer to his beloved Mechanical Engineering scholars; it creates a notable difference indeed. That day when I became so close to him and the way he treated me like a friend whenever I go to his cabin for speaking about something I or he’d in mind led to the foundation of a vivacious bridge in between us. He promoted me to elapse the beauty of my views by giving precise topics to be penned, or constantly tried to stretch myself for who I’m to what I wanted to be in life. We never talked about anything regarding my studies during our discussions thus far; sometimes that really amazed me though. An awestruck of emotions and blessings shared by someone- a weird teacher- knowingly, understanding myself through who I’m. I shall call him Princ Sir: the best-weird-lecturer I’ve ever seen.

PS 2: I’m not updating this post to get notified in front of those colleagues who’s been following my blog updates. Well, this post doesn’t make any sense to many of you, I know; I’ve just dictated what I’ve in me about this person. Keep smiling! 🙂

 

വെളിച്ചം (ഭാഗം 3)

 

ഈ കഥയ്ക്ക് പിന്നിലെ കഥയറിയുവാനായി ആദ്യ രണ്ടു ഭാഗങ്ങള്‍ വായിക്കുക.

* വെളിച്ചം (ഭാഗം 1)

* വെളിച്ചം (ഭാഗം 2)

തുടര്‍ന്ന് വായിക്കുക….
വെളിച്ചം

 

വെളിച്ചം

 

Scan0011

– രാഹുല്‍

 

വെളിച്ചം (ഭാഗം 2)

ഈ കഥയുടെ ആദ്യഭാഗം എന്തായിരുന്നു എന്നറിയുവാന്‍ ഇവിടെ തപ്പുക!

‘മലയാളം’ കീബോര്‍ഡില്‍ എഴുതിയെടുക്കാന്‍ കുറച്ച് സമയമെടുക്കും എന്ന കാരണം കൊണ്ട് ഞാന്‍ എന്റെ സ്വന്തം കയ്യെഴുത്ത് കൊണ്ട് കഥ ഇവിടെ തുടരുന്നു. തുടര്‍ന്ന് വായിക്കാന്‍ എന്റെ കയ്യക്ഷരം ഒരു പ്രശ്നമാവില്ല എന്ന് കരുതുന്നു.

വെളിച്ചം

വെളിച്ചം

വെളിച്ചം

കുറിപ്പ്: വെളിച്ചം എപ്പോഴോ എന്റെ കയ്യില്‍ നിന്നും വിട്ടുപോയ ഒരു കഥാതന്തുവാണ്! ഇന്ന് വളരെ ആകസ്മികമായി എന്റെ ഒരു ബ്ലോഗ്‌ ഫോളോവര്‍ ഈ കഥയുടെ ബാക്കി ഭാഗം എവിടെ എന്ന് ചോദിച്ചു. ഇരുട്ടിലായിരുന്ന എന്നിലെ ചിന്തകള്‍ക്ക് ഊര്‍ജം പകര്‍ന്ന ആ അപരിചതന് വളരെ അധികം നന്ദി. പിന്നെ ഇത്തരമൊരു രീതിയില്‍ ബ്ലോഗ്‌ പോസ്റ്റുകള്‍ ഇടാം എന്ന അഭിപ്രായം എനിക്ക് മുന്നില്‍ പങ്കുവെച്ച ആ മഹാതിയോടും ഞാന്‍ എന്റെ നന്ദി രേഖപ്പെടുത്തുന്നു.

– രാഹുല്‍

The God

I always wonder

When people praise

Their religious view- points,

By the name of god-

The creator of myself.

~

Sometimes, they say,

God cares and loves you,

Like a parent,

Whenever,

And whatever be the circumstances are!

~

At a certain time, I say,

God- an invisible power

Which can control the whole universe,

And a reliable source

Where I realize about myself.

~

My Almighty! If you’re the creator

Of everything,

Then, why these religions

State that, this is your God?

But… Why….?

~

They named me,

You’re a Hindu,

Neither a Christian,

Nor Muslim!

But I know, who I’m..!

Photo Credits: Google Images

My Life

My Life

I never wished to
Become an Engineer
Who has the potential
To lead the nation
With his tentative inventions.

I never wished to
Become a Doctor
Who has the courage
To treat his patients
With an utmost care.

I never wished to
Keep on changing my paths
For the visions and hopes
They have, in their son;
Recreated with a certain failure.

I never wished to
Stay away from who I’m,
But I wish to explore
What I’m and why I’m here for,
In the way I really want to be..!!

Photo credits: Google Images

വെളിച്ചം (ഭാഗം 1)

ഇരുട്ടാര്‍ന്ന ഒരു  മുറിയില്‍ ഞാന്‍ പോലുമറിയാതെ തികച്ചും അപ്രതീക്ഷിതമായ സാഹചര്യത്തില്‍ കണ്ട ആ സ്വപ്നത്തില്‍ എനിക്ക് പെട്ടുപോകേണ്ടി വന്നു. എവിടെ നോക്കിയാലും ഇരുട്ട് മാത്രം, കൂരാക്കൂരിരുട്ട്. ഒന്നു മുന്നോട്ടോ പിന്നോട്ടോ തിരിഞ്ഞു നോക്കാന്‍ പോയിട്ട് തപ്പിത്തടയാന്‍ പോലും പറ്റാത്ത അവസ്ഥ. അത്തരം ഒരവസരത്തില്‍ എന്ത് ചെയ്യണം എന്നറിയാതെ ഞാന്‍ അപ്പോള്‍ നിന്നിരുന്ന ഏതോ കോണില്‍ ഇരിക്കാന്‍ തീരുമാനിച്ചു. എന്തായാലും ചുറ്റിനും ഇരുട്ടാണ്‌. കണ്ണടച്ച് ഇരിക്കുന്നതും തുറന്നിരിക്കുന്നതും തമ്മില്‍ ഈ ഒരവസ്ഥയ്ക്ക് യാതൊരു വ്യത്യാസവും വരുത്തുമെന്ന് എനിക്ക് തോന്നണില്ല. അങ്ങനെ തോന്നിയിരുന്നുവെങ്കില്‍ ഇരുട്ടിനെ ഞാന്‍ ഇങ്ങനെ ഭയക്കില്ലായിരുന്നു. കണ്ണടച്ചിരുന്നാല്‍ ഒരു പരിധി വരെ ഇരുട്ടിനെ ഭയക്കേണ്ട കാര്യമില്ല എന്നതും ഒരു രീതിയില്‍ നോക്കുവാണേല്‍ ശരിയാണ്! എന്റെ ഉള്ളിലെ ഇരുട്ടിനെ ഞാന്‍ ഇതിനു മുമ്പും കണ്ടിട്ടുണ്ട്. അവിടം എനിക്ക് സുപരിചിതമാണ്. പിന്നെ ഞാന്‍ എന്തിന് അവിടം ഭയക്കണം?

കണ്ണടക്കാന്‍ തുടങ്ങവേ അങ്ങ് ദൂരെ നിന്നും ഒരു വെളിച്ചം എന്റെ അടുക്കലേക്ക്‌ വരുന്നതായി എനിക്കനുഭവപ്പെട്ടു. ആ ഇരുട്ടില്‍ വളരെ പതിയെ അടുത്തുകൊണ്ടിരുന്ന, എന്നില്‍ മണ്മറഞ്ഞ പ്രതീക്ഷയ്ക്ക് കെട്ടുറപ്പുമായാണ് അത്തരമൊരു വെളിച്ചം കടന്നു വന്നത്. ഒരുപക്ഷേ, ഇരുട്ടില്‍ മറഞ്ഞു നില്‍ക്കുന്ന എന്നെ യാതൊരു പ്രതീക്ഷയും ഇല്ലാതെ ആയിരിക്കാം വെളിച്ചം തന്റെ ഓരോ കാല്‍നടയിലൂടെയും പിന്നിടുന്നത്. ആ തീനാളം അറിയുന്നില്ലല്ലോ എന്റെ അപ്പോഴത്തെ അവസ്ഥ. ഇപ്പോഴും അത് കുറച്ചകലെ തന്നെയാണ്. ഏകദേശം എത്ര ദൂരം അകലെയെന്ന് കണക്കാക്കാന്‍ എനിക്കെന്തായാലും ഇതുവരെ കഴിഞ്ഞട്ടില്ല.

വെളിച്ചത്തെ അങ്ങനെ നോക്കിയിരിക്കാന്‍ തുടങ്ങിയിട്ട് കുറച്ച് നേരമായിരിക്കുന്നു. അതിന്റെ ഓരോ ചലനത്തേയും ഞാന്‍ സൂക്ഷ്മതയോടെ നോക്കിയിരിക്കുവാണ്. സമയം എത്ര എടുത്താലും അത് കെടാതെ എന്റെ അടുക്കലേക്ക് എത്തിയാല്‍ മതി എന്നുള്ള ഒരു പ്രതീക്ഷ മാത്രമേ എനിക്കിപ്പോഴുള്ളൂ. ഇടക്കെങ്ങാനും അത് കെട്ടുപോയാലുള്ള കാര്യം എനിക്ക് ചിന്തിക്കാന്‍ പോലും സാധ്യമല്ല. ഇനി അഥവാ ഏതെങ്കിലും വിധേന അത് കേട്ടുപോയാല്‍ ഞാന്‍ വീണ്ടും ഇരുട്ടില്‍ അകപ്പെട്ടു പോകില്ലേ? അതെ…! അതങ്ങനെയൊന്നും പെട്ടന്ന് കെടില്ല. എന്നെത്തേടി തന്നെയാണ് അതിന്റെ വരവ്.

പ്രതീക്ഷകള്‍ക്ക് വിരാമമിട്ടുകൊണ്ട് വെളിച്ചം എന്റെ തൊട്ടടുത്തെത്തിയിരിക്കുന്നു. ഇരുട്ടിനോടുള്ള എന്റെ ഭയത്തെ വെളിച്ചത്തിന്റെ ഓരോ മുന്നോട്ടുള്ള കാല്‍നടയും തോല്‍പ്പിച്ചു കൊണ്ടിരിക്കുന്നു എന്ന സത്യം എനിക്ക് കൂടുതല്‍ ആത്മവിശ്വാസം പകര്‍ന്നു. പക്ഷേ എനിക്കിപ്പോഴും വെളിച്ചത്തെ മാത്രമാണ് കാണാന്‍ കഴിയുന്നുള്ളൂ. അതും ഇത്ര അടുത്തെത്തിയിട്ടു പോലും വെളിച്ചത്തെ മുന്നോട്ടു നയിക്കുന്നത്, അല്ല എന്നെ ഇരുട്ടില്‍ നിന്നും സ്വതന്ത്രനാക്കാന്‍ നിയോഗിക്കപ്പെട്ട വ്യക്തിയാരെന്ന് വെളിച്ചം മറച്ചുപിടിച്ചിരിക്കുവാണ്.

ഞാന്‍ ചിന്തിച്ചത് ശരി തന്നെയാണ്. എന്റെ കണ്മുന്നില്‍ നില്‍ക്കുന്ന വെളിച്ചവും ഞാനും ഞങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ചുറ്റിനും വ്യാപിച്ചിരിക്കുന്ന ഇരുട്ടും മാത്രമേ അവിടെയുള്ളൂ. പക്ഷേ അതെന്ത് കൊണ്ടാണെന്ന് തീക്ഷണമായി ചിന്തിക്കാനുള്ള മനോഭാവം എനിക്കപ്പോഴും ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നില്ല. വെളിച്ചത്തിന് ചുറ്റും ഞാന്‍ എന്റെ കൈകള്‍ ഓടിച്ചു നോക്കിയെങ്കിലും ഒന്നും തടഞ്ഞില്ല.

“രാഹുല്‍ അശോക്‌! ഇത് ഞാനാണ്…..”

*തുടരും….

One day with a WordPress mate!

I don’t know anything regarding the scientific explanations behind the connection of 2 souls who were indistinct and unknown to each other so long, as they belonged to 2 corners of 2 districts in God’s own country, India. If I’m right, they had got connected by the mid of May, 2012 through widely extended cyber platform. It will be much clearer and better if I say ‘WordPress’! Yes, I know Manu. S. Kurup (Manu Chetan) as a great writer in this specific domain of blogger system. For me, what makes him different from other people belonging to this world wide writer’s community is his identity itself. Both of us are pakka Keralites who were born and brought up in this greenery filled spot located in South India. Hence I put some additional efforts for connecting with this young gentleman who is currently doing his PhD degree as well as a Communicative English tutor in one among the popular institute situated at Hyderabad, India

When the days and months passed in the natural flow of time, we got connected much closer through Facebook, other than nominal enact which was existed in between us. So, we finally decided to meet here in Kochi on this month, when a hidden spirit played a MINOR role in the generation of thought like this in both of us. 😀 I’m residing at almost 140 kms away from his place of residence, but still we didn’t give any proper justification regarding this distance limit during our talks. 😀

16th March 2013:

As we already had planned before, I was waiting for his arrival at Kaloor Private Bus Stand by 09:30 in the morning. I got a call from him when I was standing there at around 9:45 am and he inquired me about the exact spot where he has to come, cause of the main reason that the location where I was standing isn’t so aware of him. I explained about it and waited there for a while again. When I was crossing the footpath, saw a guy passing by in front of me on his two-wheeler who wears a cool glass and nicely suited outfits with a bag on this back. With a much awaited action, I caught him at that moment itself by making a call and stand right in front of him. I was a bit confused about the attitude and character of this fellow! He is a tutor, who have been taking classes for gals and boys of my age you know? (I don’t think any elaborated description is required for this gentleman’s personality! You will find it out yourselves ‘DOWN’ in this post)

We felt bit unsecured in parking the bike on a nearby road, where a possibility of robbery is there. Hence we decided to go to Lulu International Mall, which is recently opened here in Kochi so that safe parking options are available there and go to Fort-Kochi via bus or boat service after visiting Lulu Mall. I sat on the back of his and he drove the bike to Lulu Mall which needs at most 15 minutes from color including traffic blocks, which is a common visual treat for every Kochite in his regular on road travelling schedules.

The first query which he asked me when we were on the way was “How are you, Rahul?” 😀
Me: “I’m fine, Cheta.” (Thank God! He gave a nice start for our conversation. :P) 
Manu: Don’t you have class today?
Me: Yeah! I’m having one hour special class which is not so special for me in comparing with the Kochi Muziris Biennale and our meeting.  (At that instant, I forgot the crooked fact that he is a teacher!) 😀
But he just smiled after hearing me back and I explained him about the traffic related issues, temperature at Kochi and Edappally Church which we saw when we were on our way to Lulu Mall. 

Lulu International Mall, Kochi. (Outside title view)

Lulu International Mall, Kochi. (Outside title view)

We reached Lulu Mall within 15 minutes of the ride and parked Manu Chetan’s bike in the space provided by authorities for parking. Later, we entered in to India’s Largest Mall which might become a very new experience for us in the world of shopping fully filled with International brands. While talking with him, I found out some similar thoughts we have kept in our insights. It’s a special note to mention here that, both of us are loving to lead a normal life rather than these deceptive busy cum modernized life by people these days in our technical oriented century. We simply walked all around the 3,900,000 sq ft of that building, but most the shops were closed and many of them were yet to be open after the inauguration.

Manu Chetan and me!

Manu Chetan and me!

Book store at Lulu International Mall!

Bookstore at Lulu International Mall!

Yes! He is searching some worthy ones from GEMS present out there.

Yes! He is searching some worthy ones from GEMS present out there.

Aww..! Awesome snap, Gentleman.

Aww..! Awesome snap, Gentleman.

While walking through the upper floor, the Lulu Department store suddenly came to our attention. It’s a multi-class big budget electronics and bookstore where you could find out what you actually need. Anyway, we got attracted to the smiling fellows who are kept in the stands provided with their genre at the top. Menu Chetan mopes me and shared his experiences when he was in Hyderabad doing an MA in late 2006. I giggled and smiled after hearing this fun talk whenever he provoked me to do so. 😀 He suggested me some readable books to read as well. After taking a few of the Malayalam stuffs, spend little more time there for checking and comparing the price rate of gadgets with the online and local stores, we found it amusing that the mobile gadgets have a very notable discounted price here. In comparing with the other malls in Kochi, I have felt that the cash payment system is too fast here. It took only 2 or 3 minutes for the cash to be payed for the books Manu Chetan had purchased. Then we moved to the topmost floor from taking food or at least a cup of coffee together, which I wouldn’t usually prefer while visiting malls. Perhaps, it might be all because of those junked stuffs price and the quantity of food they will serve for 100’s of bucks we would spend on it. This is the reason, why I personally prefer easily available and nearly surrounded street food shops in Kerala. 

We sat in 2 chairs facing each other, which was one among the facility provided in a food court at the topmost floor. Even though, an order for 2 coffees was given, the shop wasn’t open and we thought of spending some additional time there with kinda talk outs. It was ‘me’ who started fluttering about all these shops from an extreme end and Manu Chetan somehow managed to hear me in a wholehearted way (I guess so). 😉 He kept his bag from shoulder to the table in front of us and took one of the book he had bought from the store. “Rahul, do you have a pen in hand?”, he asked me. I took the pen in my bag and give it to him. He started scribbling on the front page of the Malayalam translated version of ‘Motor Cycle Diaries’ by Che Guevara. I simply looked at his secret job in between and felt so excited while watching it. 

Thanks a TON for this valuable gift, Manu Cheta! :)

Thanks a TON for this valuable gift, Manu Cheta! 🙂

“Thank you so much, Cheta”, I conveyed my esteemed note while receiving that valuable gift from him. He accepted it with a gentle smile and payed back an inescapable shake hand which was a must one (might be a formality though) in that instant. We talked about our families, sibling, current affairs in Kochi and Aleppey and all for some time, sitting in the same located comfortable position.

Kochi's special 'Kulukki Sarbath'!

Kochi’s special ‘Kulukki Sarbath’!

It was almost around 11:30 am, we left from the Mall and decided to go Kerala’s first Biennale conducted at Fort Kochi, India for this season 2012-2013. Even though, he mentioned me to go there with his two-wheeler via road, it was me who have had compelled to reach the Biennale spot by hiring a bus from Edappally-High Court, taking Kochi’s special cool cum fervid drink ‘Kulukki Sarbath’ from Shajikka’s shop out there, travel via water transport from Ernakulam Jetty-Fort Kochi, which I felt as a most recommended option for us to save our time as well as money. 

A common view from Kochi!

A common view from Kochi!

“I saw the high handed discomfort of a gentleman who had been getting frequent calls from his lover while we were on the way. It was during that moment, I realized the grave fact which reflected the flaky thought of admitting a stranger to him by a guy, who is in ‘relationship’. I guess, have had given him max freedom from my side to keep my eyes away when he was talking with his sweet heart!” 😛 😉

Marine Drive Walkway, Ernakulam.

Marine Drive Walkway, Ernakulam.

We started our journey finally to Fort-Kochi after sipping a glass of ‘Kulukki’ through the Marine Drive walk way. Marine drive is one among the famous spot avail in Kochi for a perfect relaxation from regular work related stresses and tensions for every Kochite, all because of the greenery filled  palpable atmosphere present there. You might not believe that, a place like this is situated in the center of an urban city like Kochi.

I felt the discomfort in walking for this guy from his face, when we have almost covered 5 minutes of our exemplary ‘NATARAJ’ journey. But he wasn’t able to continue it after that and we sat on the wooden chairs provided at the side of the walkway for a while. After 10 minutes of rest, we began the journey again. 

16th March 2013/ 12:45 pm at the Ernakulam Boat Jetty:

Queue for getting tickets at the Ernakulam Boat Jetty.

Queue for getting tickets at the Ernakulam Boat Jetty.

If there was a sudden unexpected event happened in our journey, I think this was it. We had lost around half an hour of our valuable time for getting our journey tickets to Fort-Kochi via boat service. The long standing queue including people all around the world were simply looking here and there and waited all this time with a hope to get their tickets soon from the conductor who was busy in counting the tickets for the next trip to our common destination. I told Manu Chetan to sit in the arena waiting for travelers and myself stand at the back end of the queue to move on.

I felt so ashamed for losing our time and didn’t agree with the plan of going to Fort Kochi on his two wheeler. But still, he smiled at me whenever I looked him for giving a nice ‘POST’ out there. We got the tickets later after waiting there for half an hour and hired our boat for travelling to the Biennale’s spot in our God’s Own Country.

Hotel Seagull, Fort Kochi.

Hotel Seagull, Fort Kochi.

What we did at first after reaching the destination was, searching an apt shop for filling our empty treated stomachs. We moved to the beach side of Fort Kochi after arriving at the other extreme end of Boat Jetty and found out a bar cum restaurant, ‘Seagull’.

For me, this was the greatest memorable thread during this journey. We became much closer to each other and started speaking about our blog related activities, blog mates and all.

Tuboid waiting for our cheers on the table!

Tuboid waiting for our ‘cheers’ on the table!

That's a cool snap took by me! :P

That was a cool snap took by me! 😛

“Rahul, we have a group named ‘Ambiguous Words’ in Facebook, huh? It was a great thought came from you in making a specific space for us there” (smiled in b/w)

“Oh! Really? Thank you so much, Cheta!”, I replied him back with an even smile.

“I have been thinking of making an online magazine which includes stories, photography, prose, poetry, travelogue…(much more) by the members in our group. How will it be if we have made a project of that class?”

I was like, hearing a resplendent idea from someone sitting right in front of me. Without having a sapient look at it, I agreed with that truly wise idea with a great pleasure. 

We had spent more than 1 hour at ‘Seagull’ and went out to complete our final target in the bucket-list of our journey. There is nothing much in detail to mention about Biennale I guess. Hope you all could understand it well from the pics below. For the detailed description about it, please do check their official web link: Kochi-Muziris Biennale 2012-2013

We are IN!

We are IN!

AspinWall House!

AspinWall House, FortKochi!

A random portrait installation hanged in AspinWall House! This is one among my favourite snap which I took. :)

A random ‘portrait’ installation hanged in AspinWall House! This is one among my favorite snap which I took. 🙂

Morphic view 01!

Morphic view 01!

Morphic view 02!

Morphic view 02!

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It's feedback time!

It’s feedback time!

Installation did on world's cheapest car 'nano'!

Installation did on world’s cheapest car ‘nano’!

Route map placed besides an installation did in Indian rickshaw!

Route map placed besides an installation did in Indian rickshaw!

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We left out from there at around 05:10 pm because of the lacking of time after watching the major venues of the Biennale, ‘ Aspin Wall House’ and ‘Pepper House’ and the short installation presented at the Fort Kochi Beach. Both of we were so tired and hence we decided to leave back to the city through AC bus service starting from there.

Reached finally at the point from where we started (Lulu Mall) the journey to take Manu Chetan’s bike in the uncontrolled traffic time in Kochi (06:15 pm). Took his bike from the space we had parked and went to a shop nearby to take kinda cool drink. It was then, I noticed the fact that he will be leaving to Cherthala to meet his friend and have his stay there with his schoolmate tonight. The sort of sadness arose in my mind, that the day with my first blogging friend is going to end soon. But still, I tried my level best to control myself. LOL. 😀 It was such a delightful time I have had after a long time. For me, he is not just a friend or lecturer now. I have already created a sturdy bond with this guy within 7 or 8 hours of time we had spent together. Tutors must be pro-faced from my views, not with friends, but with his students. The contrast which can be specified here about it is, “I’m a guy of his student’s ages, who has been having all those naughtiness in a hand similar to them.”

Started his bike, *SHAKE HANDS* with a promise that he will definitely meet me whenever he come to Kerala and invited me to come to his place on December, so that he will be available there. 🙂

PS: If this is what we termed as creation of new relationships, I really did enjoy it. We proudly welcome you all to the next version of Biennale in December, 2014 in the same location and spread our strength of unity we have been uplifted via our blogging family. Come on, Folks. Feel free to tell us if you any plans like that. We’ll be here to guide and help you. 🙂