When You Miss Her?

“How can you sleep when you miss her at the most– still, you don’t know what to do?,” she asked him, lying on his widen chest.

He ceased drinking the bottle of wine he was having, kept it on the table adjacent to their bed, and stared at her eyes. She tightened her arms around his body, as much as she can, and waited for a sec to listen to him. He said, “Honey, I would, maybe, think of the priceless memories we had together. It’ll certainly hurt me– she’s miles away from me. But I know how it feels to be with her, at least in those limited pictures of her silliness I’ve captured by my mind. I know it. Because she knows it– how I feel about her, too.”

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Couplet Of Love

A mirror reflects his beauty

that portrays her eerily

melody of a silvery line

written by an insane

sailor of a love’s ship

lives in her heart’s dip

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Twin Flame

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Silence

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Smiles

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Laughs

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Faith

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Love

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Passion

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Emotions

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Feelings

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All together

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For a flame

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That burns

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At every moment

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In Us

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A Piece Of Paper & My Ink

Those words I penned

were so mysterious ones

for many among them,

not for the one I knew,

an imperfect part of mine.

 

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The Stranger

That piece of random memories

feeds the stranger who’s a witch,

appears like a sly-peacemaker in me;

I never knew her,

and I’m a hooked slave

living upon her consent.

I abide, I could survive

apart from her, forever;

the melancholy of happiness

stares at the darkness: a real contrast

of my naked thoughts,

or the regrets of a fierce-tale

to be perceivedthat day..

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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! 🙂

 

First Kiss

She stands closer to me,

the mirror image of mine;

Holds our hands together,

showing an intention

to get me through her.

My mood swings,

emotions ting-a-ling,

breath like a King

for our first kiss,

the one I never had.

Seconds turn out into minutes,

though I still feel the bits

of passion of love.

But she closes her eyes,

suddenly, and moans again

for a loony feeling

when the candle’s light

around us fades off.

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