NEW's'

the NEW's' is sans NEW Student is such a lovely choco pie. he's started showing improvement already...woooo it's been just 15 days dat we've started working together..n he's brought my name into the limelight in the school. ppl here gimme feedbak abt his bhvr n wot not.. yuhoo. i'm lovin it.

but from my past experiences...i'll see to it dat 1)am not gonna have emotional attachment with dat child so that both the children are not hurt later in the future. 2) he doesn't get dependency on me. 3) maintain confidentiality 4) b very professional.

n may b dats d reason y the progress in my student is so effective n so quick. i'll have to try to keep it up.
significantly visible improvements n changes in my student are......
isshhh am not gonna reveal them here...gottu  maintain some kinda confidentiality.....

\m/

more next.
keep blogging.
cya...

Dance n a Chance

Dance is an art. Dance is also an interest and it's a kind of 'drive'. I wanna learn to dance. Dance is instinctive at times. It comes from within when we are extremely happy...yeah?? I'm easily susceptible to dance. I know am not good in dancing but wheneva I dance, I do it whole heartedly and I enjoy thoroughly each n every movement n step.

But now, I desperately want to learn to dance in a systematic and in a meaningful way. I believe just like yoga and music I can use dance for a noble purpose. I want to include dance and movement in special education a part of curative education.  dance has it's own therapeutic values, especially our own Indian classical dance. I'm looking fwd to meet a person who has studied dance for quite sometime and has adequate knowledge about various dances. 

I know that dance can't be learned so easily, it's a kind of blessing and can be attained only if we truely dedicate ourselves...body, mind and spirit towards it. I think it's like getting attached with the divinity. It appears to be a service and an offering to the god and spirituality. It must be giving some kind of unexplainable pleasure, happiness and satisfaction when danced by forgetting ourselves. I want to enjoy such mo(ve) ments. 

Dance is a kind of communication. In one of my previous posts I've talked about Indian and American sign languages. Just like that Dance also a kind of language. I want to learn those mudras and their meanings in depth. I want to communicate with my peers and special kids in a special way. Though it's funny and weird for some ppl, it is very very meaningful and sacred for me. I've respect for all kinds of dances since they bring about some kind of joy and act like a stress-buster to the dancer as well as the spectator. 

When I start my special school I'll definitely include dance as a compulsive curative education. If I'm lucky and try my best, I'd love to meet this beautiful experimental dancer and take some tips and follow them whenever and wherever required.

Happy dancing....
Sans

everynyt in my dreams....

everynight in my dreams i used c u , i used to feel u,n dat's how i used to know u,,,,,(gone now)....  :P

lols....my dreamboy vanished...now he's no more in my dreams. try to make a weird guess about the replacement of my dreamboy. muhahhahaaha!!!!! to mine and every1s surprise...dese days very frequently n regularly i'm seeing yellow colored heavy machinery, bulldozers, road rollers, etc...try to chase me n kill me. luckily i escaped n survived till now in my dreams. :P ;). so lately i've developed some kinda phobia over this stupidest color 'yellow'.

the beauty here is..my new special student knows n loves only dis dirty n scary yellow color. woteva he has n wants to have is just 'yellow'...aaaah... yellow yellow dirty fellow.

the positive side of my student- liking this color is...he made me realize that i cant escape from anything..not even a simple color. 

colors are something abstract. they dont have any form n are dependents. this yellow color wen i see it on heavy machinery/ bull dozers/etc...it scares me my a** off, even in reality now-a-days. on the other side, i feel so cheerful and kool to show my student small yellow flowers, butterflies in the lawns and gardens of our school. he feels so gud. he knows only yellow color. so u ask him wot is the color of sky/tree/blood/ tshirt/ milk etc...the only obvious answer from him is 'yellow'.

even though i get goosebumps allover to touch a yellow crayon/ sketchpen/pencil now i'm planning to buy yellow stuff slowly to overcome this unusual fear in me for this yellow color from which i can neva practically escape.

another change in me is ...now am not interested in knowing wot my dreams meant. coz  my dreams are leaving me only with traumatized body, mind and spirit...i used to get scared that my dreams (most of them) used to come true(dreams are good and bad as well). so i thought i shouldn't give any damn thought to my dreams that i see wen am asleep. (clarity :P). u know wot at times i used to remember 'the final destination' movie wenava i see dreams.

now i think i shd take an oath that i shd stop thinking abt wot my dreams meant and start thinking why v dream, so that i can control my dreams if possible.

that's al for now, more next.

it's time for me to get to bed. good night and sweet dreams. :P ;)

cya.

happy birthday dear......

It's my best friend 3nath's bday...
he's my sweetie pie...
i missed him on this day.
im at blr n he's at hyd. oops so sad.
yet am happy for him.
he had gud time with all my frns over der n my sis as well.
wish even i was der.

i wish he celebrates more n more bdays with more n more joy.

Happy Bday 3nath!
love n hugs
sans.

PS: i miss u so much

easy....easy....

i watched this movie..PS: i love you twice recently. i liked two dialogues very much and a dialogue made me go hate it. and that dialogue is said by the heroin t her friend (bartender) that 'women donot know what exactly they want'. this is absolute crap. I know what exactly i want. may be i dont know what i deserve and what i'm gonna get, but yeah..i know what exactly i want. getting what i want is a different issue. passing a statement is so easy? generalization of something/ some1 is so easy??

very recently i understood and experienced dat, it is also so easy to misunderstand someone without even understanding some simple facts even after knowing each other for a longtime. bull crap.

y do ppl find it so difficult to understand others..atleast their near n dear ones? is it becoz dey dont try to or they dont want to? woteva...i hate to b misunderstood by any1. i just hate it. i try to b very very clear n transparent to many n yet if dose ppl mistake me n misunderstand me.then i dont understand if i was wrong in my expression or if it's d fault of the opposite person's reception. so very disgusting. i wonder if this happens to me alone or wot?

ppl who cheer me are very few n if they without deir knowledge n mere carelessness slip deir tongue without a thought,,,,,it hurts my self esteem.

the child (i)n me....the gal (i)n me are badly badly hurt now.
god save me n my ppl. give us a sigh.

my prayers to u god......
dear god...
please give me a chance to get addicted,
addicted to my work n fully dedicated.
let the child (i)n me be safe and happy,
also let the gal (i)n me be safe and happy.
let not anything to reach our hearts n brains,
for we cant bare any more hardships or pains.
we need inner peace, and that eternal peace,
give us another chance 2 say cheese n cheers.
let not the smiles fade away,
disappoint us in no way.
let things be easy...
let me be easy easy....
amen!
.....

aweee so beautiful..

god has heard my prayers, my efforts have received due results. life has become beautiful.
I got a new job and am happily placed in my love city Bangalore. feeling as if im lucky...yeah am lucky. yay!
Life is beautiful, but i dont really believe in my happiness and the beauty.
hope things remain stable for sometime, so dat i can enjoy n then..i'l again surrender myself to my work n ill-luck.

~?!?~

Life: please change

Time: please be good

Fate: please be positive

Hope: please be with me

Courage: please be high 

Spirit: pls don't leave me

God: pls give me a sigh 

Sans: please.............!!!