My Crush on Two Teachers in School !!!

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        Its not a strange thing or something unusual if I'll say that I had crush on two of my female teachers in my school. Everyone of us liked or had crush on some or the other teachers while we were in school. I have noticed myself that when teachers used to teach in class, there were some boys who used to sit with all their eyes on the face of the teacher (At that age, mind aren't corrupt of little kids to see anything below the face ;-) ). I never noticed girls at that time because I thought then that girls are the creatures made by god who can never be impressed by boys but if I would have had the knowledge about the girls like I have today, I would have surely tried observing any so that I could have known that which girl is interested in boys. Now when I notice the girls of my class in college, I see many of them going mad about our professors which is strange. Why? Because we all are so handsome ourselves. Why are they interested in the mans who are 10 years elder to them. Girls are little fool. Not only girls, according to a new survey it is found that today's boys and men are not attracted towards Sweet 16 or Killing 17 but they are interested in Rough 30's and late 20's. Strange but True !!! 

            I had my first crush on my computer teacher in 4th std. Her name is Miss Rashmi Bane. She used to take our practicals. I loved the practicals mostly because we got to sit in the lab with Air conditioners. Air conditioners were a big thing then as it used to be very costly and only high-profile people could afford it. But when I saw my teacher, I was flat on her. She was the only teacher then who didn't used to wear sarees(She wore suits) and had girly skin - soft and attractive. Now, I didn't touched her then to confirm whether the skin is soft or not. Actually, when we see a beautiful girl or a beautiful lady, we project them as Komal and Naajukk. So this is why I stigmatized her skin as soft. She used to beat us a lot too. Students felt pain for a while but then used to be happy that the most beautiful teacher of our school touched our cheeks with her hand and used to smile. I don't know what madam used to feel to see students smiling on her beats and slaps but we enjoyed. When we used to do some mistakes while dragging mouse, she used to keep her hand on our hand and used to operate mouse and teach us. I am sure that every boy of my class like me didn't got what she taught while keeping her hand on our hand. Everyone used to cheer in their hearts that their dream got true to hold the hand of the madam. In that period, touching the hand of a girl used to be the biggest achievement. Not only I, but every boy of my class liked her. Rashmi mam, we really loved you a lot. Hope you loved us too. ;-)

           The second crush I had on my Maths teacher in 5th std. Her name is Miss Hirana Buch. She was so damn stylish. Stylish doesn't mean that she used to come in jeans, sleeveless tops and high heels (I dreamed her to come in that way but in vain). She was stylish in the way of her attitude and style of conduct. She used to keep tip topping her pen's cap which I used to see very keenly and innocently. In that period, only actresses were to be seen with long nails but our madam was no less than any actress. She had long nails and I used to only see them while she used to hold chalk with her long and beautiful fingers or red pen while checking my book. I really loved Hirana mam. I was her favorite student too. This is the only thing which kept a hope within me that she was all mine. ;-) She was also fair in complexion. I liked her nose which wasn't pointed but it was pichka huaa (didn't got english word for this). Her lips were also little flat and I liked her lips which seemed to be inward. I liked her hairs too as they were cut till her shoulders while other teachers had chotis and all. I really kept thinking about Hirana mam everytime whenever she used to be near somewhere. Always when the bell would ring and the school would end, I used to pray to God that please give a glance of her once so that I can move home with her face stuck in my mind. Uff !!! How much I loved you mam but you never understood (haha) or may be you did but you didn't wanted to give this lover a break for the love affair (Haha).

            These were the only two teachers I had crush on. I had crush on one teacher here in my college too but I had a girlfriend at that time so I would not describe anything about her otherwise any girl who would be looking me today will say that I look other women while having an affair with a girl already. ;-) I have already asked permission to both my teachers about writing a blog of crush on them so whoever thought of driving a new controversy on my blog can take your seats back. I am so lucky that both my teachers are still unmarried and still I hope for something. Haha. Just kidding. But one of them is booked for marriage now so The End of Unsaid Love with her. ;-) I am also lucky that both these teachers are in contact with me personally which is something next to impossible. I still remember the day when I got an orkut invitation from Hirana mam. I was so surprised and happy. I would like to thank both my teachers for giving me some delightful moments in my childhood with their beauty. ;-) I hope madams that you liked my blog and my love I had with you and truly speaking, little of it survives today too. Haha.

             Thanks a lot for giving me permission to write this blog. 

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU 

Teachers - I Miss Them A Lot !!!

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Happy Teacher's Day !!!

        In my last blog , I have tried to give an overview of teachers about how they can be criminals and rapists sometimes. I really hate these teachers. Now, the post is changed and so is the flavor. Its Teacher's Day today and hence i would like to name some of the teachers I liked throughout my academic career. I have not been a good student but still I had some favorite teachers whom i really liked and waited for their lectures and periods. 

             My first teacher of life was Dalaya mam. She used to teach me when I was in Sr. Kg and 1st std. I remember her stringency and I really liked her as she was the perfect teacher I have seen up till today. Then as I moved in another branch of my school itself, i found many new teachers, from them, I liked Rashmi mam who was our computer teacher then. I am doing BCA today. Hence, in future whenever I will count the teachers who have taught me computer and its concept, Rashmi mam's name will always come at first. After her, I liked Tehseen mam who taught us for a short time but I really liked her way of interacting with us. She used to teach me Maths and I was her favorite student in the class in spite of not being a scholar and a topper. After she left, Hirana mam continued with the subject and she is my favourite teacher of all time. I can't measure the love and attachment I have with her. I will talk more about her in my next blog. 

            After my 5th std, I moved to secondary branch of my school and got some new teachers here. I liked Sen madam. She was so interactive and so frank. I got such a teacher for the first time in my life who used to talk about our hobbies and our likings. I remember you still mam. After her, I liked Kulkarni madam who taught us Geography. She was really something unbelievable then. She used to teach us in the way our college teachers teach us now. At that time we didn't knew that teachers can teach so stylishly because in school teachers aren't so frank while teaching. Her conduct was really effective which made us understand the concepts very easily. Then I moved to 9th std and I liked Dias Sir - Our principal a lot. He used to teach us Maths and he really made us amicable with the subject. Being a principal he could have acted very strictly while the period but he always asked us about the answers and our views which made concepts clear. 

             One teacher who almost showed us what real strictness and stringency is Fernandes Sir. I can never forget him all my life. He was our English teacher. As you all know that how much I love writing and blogging, English was my favorite subject and still is. He used to teach us English in such a way that we felt in his period that English is our mother tongue. He really made us proud to be his student. Many teachers who were getting newly employed in our school were his students who turned into a good teacher themselves. I respect him a lot even today. I remember his style and his smile too. The smile which showed the power he had in him. I miss you Sir and even your teaching style.

            Now, I am in Bharati Vidyapeeth. I have always liked my class teacher- Zaheer Sir. He is everyone's favorite leaving some crap children in our class. He has always shown us the real face of today's world and where Computer languages play their role. He is the real face of how a professor should be like. I also remember Taruna mam and Divya mam. Both of them were brilliant teacher with lots of knowledge and dedication towards teaching. I also remember Snehal's mam period where she used to make us feel blessed with her comments. I would specially like to mention the teachers I have right now who are teaching me. Zaheer Sir is still rocking with C++ Language. He is a good programmer. Sonia mam who teaches us Human Resource Management. She is very powerful in her subject. She is very friendly with us and we love her lectures. Shinde Sir who teaches us accounts. His lecture is the only lecture where time passes easily. Gokhila mam who helps us know about how sharp a teacher's eye and ears are. She catches us every time we do some mischief. She is the only teacher who have hurled me out of the class in my college life. Sheetal mam who had been little polemic recently but she is very kind to us. 

            I would like to thank al the teachers who have taught me all my life and made me whatever big or small I am today. I would specially like to thank Hirana mam and Rashmi mam for being in contact with me in spite of so much time gap. Next blog is upon you my dear madams. 

   Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU 

Teachers Are Rapists and Criminals !!!

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        It is Teacher's Day today. In India, we celebrate the Teacher's day on 5th September. Many of you may not be knowing that Teacher's Day is celebrated in many more countries but not on 5th September. They celebrate it according to their belief and strategy. In India we believe it this way - It is the birthday [5 September 1888 ],of the second President of India, academic philosopher Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan. It is considered a "celebration" day, where teachers and students report to school as usual but the usual activities and classes are replaced by activities of celebration, thanks and remembrance. At some schools on this day, the responsibility of teaching is taken up by the senior students to show appreciation for their teachers.

             I wanted to be the teacher for a day when I came into 10th std in my school but I wasn't given the priority among so many scholars already present in my class. I was so jealous of the classmates who were appointed as teachers on that day. I promised that day to the God that I'll turn a teacher in real life and show this morons that See, I have the ability to be teacher in real and not in fancy way as you all are here doing drama and act. Hahaha!!! But as the time passed, I came to know that this job is not so easy. I, as a student know that what I do with teachers when I sit on the last bench with some nasty classmates. So, I don't want myself to be the victim of student's mischief.

             Teachers are said to be the party which imparts the knowledge and preach the student in the right way. They teach them and show the correct way in life where they have to lead their future to. Its a responsible job and it is not easy to set the young and unfledged brains to a target and focus. A brain is very immature and it needs a lot of guidance to get a thing and know its importance and priorities in life. A teacher makes it possible and hence they are respected a lot. In our Hindu mythology, it is said that if the question comes to select any one - God or Teacher, whom should be selected? The answer should be Teacher as if teacher would not have been there, a child can never know the path and way to reach the God. Wow!!! Amazing!!! It is real that many-a-times Teachers show us path and way when we are stuck in our course and personal life. 

             But some teachers have changed the meaning of the teacher. Recently, I have heard many news which shows how are the teachers changed with the time and generation. I have read the news where a teacher made a boy so helpless that he committed suicide. In another news, I heard about a principal and a teacher punishing a boy to run rounds of college's playground which exhausted the boy and he was announced dead after he reached hospital. What a fucking job by new age teachers !!! Everyday I read newspapers, at least twice or thrice I read in a month about the case where a teacher raped or molested a student. It is so sad to hear that parents send their children to school so that the teacher will pass on the knowledge and wit to the students but in return they get a devil facet of the teacher. I hope teachers maintain their respect and faith in the society otherwise there will be a day when there will be cameras in the classroom not to check students but to keep an eye on the activity of a teacher. I hope this day never comes in this world. 

            I have nothing to say more. I can just pray to God that the teachers maintain the troth we the society have on them. 

       Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU   

Sachin's Father vs My Father !!!

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       Hello friends !!! I am little sorry to be away from my blogs. I keep intimating on my Twitter account about my absence. Some readers said that as they have habit to see my new posts daily on my blog, they feel cheated and bluffed when they see no new post for a day. Wow. I am happy to hear this that there are some people who wait for my blogs. Haha. My main purpose to join twitter was just because I wanted my readers to know about what is going in my personal life when they don't get my blogs to read. I know that I am not that big writer or any celebrity that people would be dying in any corner of the world to read my words and hear from my side but still I want to act like them. If I don't have the status to sit in Taj hotel daily that doesn't means that I can't save the money and have a cup of tea there. Right naa? So same here. If my book isn't publishing that doesn't means that I can not live a life of a writer. Bhavnaao ko samjho !!!

           Sachin Tendulkar - the greatest player ever on the Earth (Sorry Sir Don Bradman) has been honored with the title of Group Captain by IAF. He is the first cricketer to be awarded with this title. One more record in the name of Master Blaster. I am so proud of this man that I want him to share a word once with me. It will motivate me in such a way that I am sure ki I'll turn into one of the biggest celebrity and achiever of this country. I just need an interaction with him. Sachin Sir, are you listening to my quest? I love you more than your wife does to you !!! ;-) Not gay waala love, its about Respect waala love. Today, while press conference Sachin said that whatever he is today, it is all because of his father that he never stopped him or pulled him back from his passion and thus it made him comfortable to play cricket in his young age and hence he has achieved so much. In the evening, I was arguing with my father the same that in spite of being a professor, Sachin's father never told him to study and not play cricket, why do you pull me back from writing?

           This debate is very obnoxious from my father's perception because he can't bow in front of me and say that Go my son, I have full confidence on you that you will be the bestseller author of our nation in few years. This is where my point of view takes a firm position. I am confident that I'll be successful in publishing my novel. I know there are many hurdles in the path but I am ready to surpass them. But when it comes to my father's belief on me, he thinks that I am dreaming of touching sky and flying like plane above the earth. I keep telling him that every author would have dreamed once of publishing his story and hence they are an author today but he has a fear that his child will end up his passion, career, living if he fails in publishing his story. From the father's view, Yes, He is absolutely right. I am with him. But even Sachin's father was a father. When he can believe on his son who was so thin and so small height ed that no one could have believed that his small legs would run so fast and make the highest runs by any cricketer ever, why can't my father trust me whose son knows English and knows how to write and what to write. 

           I need a firm and positive support from my father. He knows that I write well but he doubts my speed and skill when it comes to competition with the world. Hope I'll prove him wrong and win the competition of this field in near future and make him proud of his son that he had the skills and thus his son always had abilities to be a writer. Path is hard but I have Sachin's poster in my bedroom which keeps me aware of my dream and how much hard work has to be put in to achieve it.

          Friends, plz pray for me..

Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU

Janmashtami - Lord Krishna's Birth !!!

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       Today, I didn't went to the college because of the dull body and its slow movements. I went for the checkup and had blood test. Typhoid with low haemoglobin is detected. I am worried now. I don't want to be sick as of now because I hate lying on bed and staring my ceiling and thinking of when will I'll be able to walk and perform again. I hate this inactive days and hence I don't want to be the victim of this disease. I have started taking precaution. Doctor said not to drink impure water and he said not to eat anything from outside. Hope I'll follow the doctor's word. From last 3 weeks, I have consumed more than 150 tablets. All the taste of my mouth has disappeared somewhere and it will take time to return back. I am just hating the druggy taste which has stuck in my mouth and because of which I can't taste anything I eat and drink. Today, in one on my tweet, I published about my blood report and I received 15 SMSes of wishes to recover from the illness. I am so touched with the care my friends have showed towards me. Thank you friends. Hope I'll recover soon.

            As I said yesterday in my blog that September is the month of Festivals and Celebrations. It starts from tomorrow itself. Tomorrow, we have Janmashtami. Krishna Janmashtami-  कृष्ण जन्माष्टमी) , also known as "Krishnashtami","Saatam Aatham" ,"Gokulashtami", "Ashtami Rohini", "Srikrishna Jayanti", "Sree Jayanthi" or sometimes merely as "Janmashtami", is a Hindu festival celebrating the birth of Lord Krishna, an avatar of the Hindu deity Vishnu.
 
            Krishna Janmashtami is observed on the Ashtami tithi, the eighth day of the dark half or 
 Krishna Paksha of the month of Shraavana in the Hindu calendar, when the Rohini Nakshatra is ascendant. The festival always falls within mid-August to mid-September in the Gregorian calendar. In 2009, for example, the festival was celebrated on the 14th of August, while in 2010, the festival will be celebrated on 2 September.
 
            Rasa lila or dramatic enactments of the life of Krishna are a special feature in regions of Mathura and Vrindavan, and regions following Vaishnavism in Manipur. While the Rasa Lila recreates the flirtatious aspects of Krishna's youthful days, Govinda Pathaks or Dahi Handi celebrate the God's playful and mischievous side, where teams of young men form human pyramids to reach a high-hanging pot of butter and break it.

Its me

            In Maharashtra, Janmashtami is actually known as Dahi Handi where young boys form pyramid to reach a pot hung above consisting of curd. The topmost boy breaks it with coconut and thus the Dahi falls on all the young boys trying to reach it. This shows the power of unity and its effective effect. I remember once I was also in the team of my colony's pyramid. We broke the handi in front of everyone and I got Rs. 250 as prasad from our colony. That was my first earning. So Janmashtami is very close to me. I have also participated in my school and I was dresses as Lord Krishna. You can see the picture in the adjacent pic. 

          I remember that when I was in my colony, there used to be bhajans and kirtans all night. Our mothers used to sing bhajans in the mandir while all of us used to play in the colony campus in the late nights till the time the function didn't used to get over. Festivals has its deep meaning and deep connection with our lives. We just have to take these festivals heartily and join different people who celebrate it. Now-a-days, even Muslims and Christians boys too join their shoulders for forming the pyramid on the Dahi Handi's eve. It is really an enhancing news for our country. Hope this festival will bring back the unity of our country and its people.

 Thanks.

ABHILASH RUHELA - VEERU