Showing posts with label anxious. Show all posts
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Friday, June 5, 2020

Freedom & Peace - Harmony BHIS

To find yourself, think for yourself
Standing at the balcony of her bungalow, Rachna’s eyes were strained because she had been searching for a streak of light in this darkness but scarcely could she perceive anything or any ray of hope.

She raised her only child with an expectation that he would also become a physician like his parents. Alas! It was not going to happen like this.

It was stormy weather, relentlessly raining outside; sometimes the sound of thunderstorm frightened her, she sensed that it crawled inside her. She knew that the bond with parent and child is always incredibly strong, and unfortunately, we often have the most tension with those whom we love and care for the most. How do lots of conflicts exist between parent and child, even once those children have grown to adults? These conflicts can cause much stress and unhappiness, where the child feels unaccepted or never good enough for the parent's standards. Usually, there are many misconceptions, as parents often want the best for their children. Regardless, misunderstandings can lead to conflict nothing else.

Raj's parents were surgeons and they also wished that he should also follow them. But how could it have happened when he had different passions and goal in his life? They had to accept and understand his perspectives and his point of views. He was really upset about the incident happened last night.

“I am going to take admission in humanities”, suddenly Raj spoke with firmness while eating his dinner attentively. He knew what would be the next question of his mother, so he was ready with
his answer.

“Why?” Rachna could not suppress her emotion; looked at him anxiously.
“I want to be an arts graduate.” Raj was more rigid in uttering those words.
Rachna was well acquainted with the nature of her child. Once he determined to do something, he would do at all cost.

“What would be your future, then?” her voice shivered thinking of his uncertain life.

“Don’t worry, I will prove myself. I spoke to my teacher today. She appreciated me a lot and accepted my views which strengthened my confidence,” taking a sip in a glass, he continued, “Now, you allow me to do so.”

Rachna stared at his father, munching the last delicacy insatiably, who was always clueless, never liked to do any kind of interference in someone’s life.

“See Raj, you are brought up as a free thinker, you are free now also to choose your own way….” Rachna felt a sense of helplessness as it was unexpected; hardly had she thought her child would choose humanities. Undoubtedly, Raj made his parents stunned.

 Raj’s result of grade X was about to be declared. He was the only son of his parents who were the famous surgeons of the city. They had obviously a dream about their son to be a successful doctor.
After this statement of Raj, the parents had to spend a few sleepless nights.

But finally, they decided to give Raj his freedom of choice of career after discussing with him his future plans.

Currently, Raj is a dedicated IPS officer honestly performing his duties. He is very much satisfied with what he is doing today.
His parents rightly have their peace of mind that they allowed their son to live his life in his own way at the cost of their noble desire.
It's true that education can develop one's mind to think freely and that kind of freedom in and of itself is invaluable. All this can be developed when students approach their studies freely, can think rationally without fear of future or greed of some kind. So freedom for a student means freedom from fear, greed, weaknesses and 100% attention on developing long-term skills.

Harmony @ Billabong High International School, Thane 
- Abira Chakraborty, Pooja Khona, Bhumika Ailsinghani, Rajshri Rane, Soniya Kuril, Poonam Choudhary, Kavita Shetty

Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Courage and Patience - Penta BHIS


It was a breezy afternoon when I asked my excited learners:
“Who was the first Prime Minister of India?”

Even though Cather knew the answer, she always seemed hesitant to respond. When I beckoned at her, she could only mumble. Cather wanted to answer. I could see that eagerness in her eyes. However, under the waiting gaze of all the other students in the class, she felt anxious and scared. Having got nothing but silence from her, I asked Cather to sit down. As though on a cue, the lunch bell rang. Everyone rushed out to play, except Cather.

She sat in the class alone and quietly ate her food. I called out to her; she did not move for a second. Then very slowly she walked up to me. Cather was apprehensive of being pulled up for not answering. She knew where she was lacking and thus felt anxious and unsure. I handed over a slim book (from my little collection in the Teacher’s drawer) and requested her to read it.
The name of the book was ‘Courage’. It narrated a story about a seagull who wanted to fly but feared to do so. Despite the best efforts of its family and loved ones, the seagull was terrified of using its wings. It thought that it would fall if it ever tried to fly. I was certain that Cather would relate to the seagull, as I saw her settle down with the book. In 

In the story, the seagull mustered courage, moved up towards the edge of the cliff, near its nest, and jumped off it. Initially, the little bird nosedived straight down, sure of a rather painful injury, if not death. However, just when it was about to touch the ground, something magical happened.

Something inside the seagull made it spread its wings and fly; and fly it did – really high! The seagull had patiently borne its weaknesses and had finally mustered the courage to overcome them. It perfectly embodied the values of patience and courage, which could magically transform lives.

Cather now knew exactly what she had to do. When the class returned after the break, she raised her hand to say something in front of the class. As I encouraged her with a nod, she took a deep breath and answered with conviction: “Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru was the first Prime Minister of India”.

The entire class clapped with joy, seeing this new confidence in Cather while she grinned with the radiance of self-discovery. Just like the baby seagull, she had gathered courage at the opportune moment. Just like Dr A.P.J.Abdul Kalam had said “The bird is powered by its own life and by its motivation.”

Penta @ Billabong International High School, Thane

-Jeeji Sanjeev, Sanika Joshi, Arpita M.G., Muskaan Menda, Radhika Anand, Supriya Naravankar & Bhavani Swamy.

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