m back...

I still remember that i failed in class 5th maths paper and felt same as Australian team would be feeling after loosing the match to Zimbabwe,my parents scolded me a lot just to see me fail again in 6th class, but still they were quite sure(if not they should have been) that I'll wake up someday,i kept their hopes and even passed with good marks at times, as i got to realize that there are far more painful bruises than wounded knees.

The problem with the parents is that they expect more than their kids caliber. they push them hard in a belief that someday he will wake up with a formula to grow hair on bald heads or one day their kid will sit and derive a new formula e=1/mc² + ƐƱʩ and thus proving that " Einstein was an airhead n my kid is a genius". I ve too got entangled with such a parents they are my landlords and i guess the kid is their son, I take his tutions in lieu of a small fee...but they are worried as if their money is being invested in lalu-yadav's mutual funds. although he passed with 9th rank in the class to mention meri chhatra chhaya me, ab woh bolte hain ki aap humaare bete ko time nahi de rahe ho, unhe kaise bataye ki hum engineers log kitne busy hote hai orkutting, chatting, blogging, flirting, partying, movies etc aur fir time mil jaye toh kai baar class bhi attend karte hain...ab woh humara dard kya samjhe. still i ve assured them that their son is not gonna fail jab tak woh mere gurukool ka shishya hai....by now i've also promised the kid for a book "ladkiya pataane ke 101 tarike" if he passes the exams with good grades...I guess it will work as a driving force.... ab aap hee bataao is se achha teacher itni kam keemat me toh kahin nahi milega bas China ko chhod kar.

the inspiration behind this one is the agony and pain caused in solving the physics numericals and question...but at the end i guess its simply awesome....isn't it !!